Disclaimer: I don't own CSI or CSI characters, please don't sue.
A/N: I changed the CSI chronology a little bit so the story takes place in the 4th season but the events of Living Doll, Dead Doll, and Fannysmackin' have already happened. Also Gil and Sara are not dating. Enjoy!!
Chapter 1: A Bloody Mess
It was a normal day in the Las Vegas Crime Lab for our six favorite CSI. All of who were in the Break Room, save for Grissom and Greg, trying to entertain themselves. It was a normal December day in the crime lab so that meant that there weren't many cases to be solved. Nick and Warrick were playing Madden '08 on the six-month-old Wii system; Sara was reading a magazine on the couch, laughing silently at their antics on occasion. Catherine's upper half was buried in the nuclear wasteland that was the fridge; she finally emerged and sat down just as Greg stumbled through the door clutching his "little boys".
"What happened to you, man?" Nick asked, looking away from the TV and tossing the remote into it. "Shit!" he exclaimed, as he turned to see electricity crackling through the hole in the TV.
"Anyway, what happened?" Nick asked again, thinking of how Grissom was going to kill him as he pulled his eyes of the TV and looked at Greg; who was slowly recovering from his testicular trauma.
"Oh, my cousin got on her menstrual cycle, and she just decided to plow over my ass with it." Greg grinned sheepishly, finally taking his hands off of his groin.
"You know, I just bought one of those, I thought I might test drive it later." Sara said with an evil grin, looking Greg directly in the eyes. Greg ran out of the room screaming, leaving the room in a fit of hysterics. Warrick was the first to contain his laughter.
" Uh, Sara, you're not really uh…?" Warrick started, beginning to back away from her.
" No, I just wanted to see his reaction." Sara said, smiling mischievously
A moment later, Grissom enter the room and tossed a folder on the table, pausing to allow his team to get into work mode.
"Alright, we got two crime scenes, four DB's, one at a condo east of here, the other three at a house on the north side. Warrick, Nick, and Sara; you three will process the triple murder. Catherine and I will take Gr…" he trailed off, searching the room for the youngest CSI.
"Where is Greg?" Grissom asked, just in time for the emergency alert on everyone's phone to go off. Nick picked his up first. It was Greg. He opened it and put it on speakerphone for all to hear.
"H-h-help m-me!" Greg rasped over the phone in an uncharacteristically pained voice.
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"You know, I just bought one of those, I thought I might test drive it later." Shit Sara could really be scary sometimes, Greg thought as he hurried down the hallway; but that was one of the things he loved about her. His thoughts were interrupted by a text on his cell phone from his cousin.
Meet me in the parking garage ;)
Bye
He put his phone away and headed in that direction. And he was there in a few minutes.
"Marie?" he called, entering the garage. Suddenly, he felt a sharp blow to his back. He fell over, gasping for air. When he saw his assailant, he was floored.
"Marie? Why?" He was answered with a kick to his head. Then, he noticed her pull out what looked like a high-end electric gun.
"Oh crap!" Greg thought, clutching his cell phone.
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"He's in the garage." Warrick said, slapping his laptop shut after a tense thirty seconds of tracing Greg's phone. The entire team had gone pale after hearing that phone call and not one of them had returned to normal color yet. Sara was the first out the door, followed closely by Nick, Catherine, Grissom, and Warrick. Each of them had their guns out already with their hands on their flashlights. They wasted no time in getting to the parking garage.
"Wait for my signal." Grissom told Sara, she nodded as he pointed his flashlight at the ground and Catherine trained hers ahead. They moved through the garage slowly that way. Sara had her gun at the ready; Warrick and Greg had their hands on their holsters. They stopped as Grissom's light found a trail of blood, and not far from it, a cell phone. He pointed his light ahead a few feet where they saw Greg trying with all of his strength to crawl away from something.
"Look." Nick whispered, pointing to a shadowy figure that was approaching Greg. Sara swallowed, getting ready for the signal. Her anger was rising with each step the shape took. They watched as the figure pulled out a shiny object, presumably a weapon, and brandished it at Greg. It was then that Grissom gave his signal. Sara fired at the mysterious shadow, not stopping until it fell to the ground in a black heap. The garage was now silent, only the sounds of Greg's ragged breaths were heard as the team approached to check on him.
"Shit!" Nick gasped, while everyone else remained too shocked for words. Greg was covered in burn marks that surrounded his open wounds. Sara looked like she'd just seen a ghost and everyone else looked horrified and disgusted. They jumped back as the remnants of an electric charge flowed through Greg's hair. Sara kneeled next to him and carefully placed a hand on his chest.
"H-h-hey guys…" Greg rasped, trying to smile.
"I have to hand it to you, you may be on the scrawny side but you're tough." Sara told Greg, attempting, and probably failing miserably, to hide her worry.
"I-it's n-not that bad. At least it w-was something a little b-bit m-more dignifying than being fanny smacked." Greg wheezed painfully
"Well we're all very glad that you're okay Greg, but we still have two crime scenes to investigate." Grissom said as sympathetically as he could. He hated to break up one of Greg and Sara's "cute" moments, as Cath called them, but work was work, and besides, the rest of the team had a plan to get them to admit their feelings later.
"Okay…" Sara pouted, standing up from the cold ground.
"Change of plans," Grissom started, so he could get everyone's attention off Greg for a moment. "Sara, Warrick, and Catherine, you will take the triple murder downtown. Nick and I will wait until Greg is picked up, then we'll go to the east end and check things out." He announced, everyone nodded and walked off after waving to Greg a final time. When they were out of the Garage, Catherine pulled Rick aside after Sara had disappeared from sight.
"This is the perfect opportunity for them!" Catherine said with enthusiasm
"What do you mean?" Warrick looked at her strangely
"Don't you see? When Greg is discharged, we can say that the doctors told us he isn't well enough to live alone yet. Then we can all make up excuses not to do it until Sara agrees to it." Catherine smiled devilishly
"You know, that's just crazy enough to work. You're evil Cath." Warrick said with a cool grin on his face
"I know." Catherine replied, returning his smile and heading towards the locker room.