Hey, so I'm new to this entire story writing stuff so I really hope you like it.
Chapter OneCatherine bowed her head and placed the white rose on the coffin, not ashamed to be crying. Nick placed a supporting hand on her shoulder. He placed a red rose next to hers and they walked away. Greg placed a blue one and Brass a pink one. Soon the coffin was a mass different coloured roses placed by all of the family and friends gathered around Warrick. The Lab techs mourned and the CSI's wept, all except for Grissom. As Catherine and Nick walked away, arms linked, she took out a tissue and wiped her red, puffy eyes.
"I don't think I will ever get used to him gone. My heart will always miss him." She announced, her voice wobbling.
"None of us will. Well, most of us anyway…" Nick frowned. "If I knew where he was I would kill him. Send a bullet through his heart and I'd never regret it."
"We can't do anything about him, it was his own bloody fault. I just hope he's in a ditch somewhere, dead." Catherine said, turning around slowly to watch them lower the coffin. As the coffin hit the floor, another rose dropped onto it from a black glove. The rose was turquoise blue. Catherine couldn't see the woman, as her large black hat covered her bowed head. As Catherine carried on walking, the woman spoke up,
"Catherine, I'm so sorry." Sara wiped a tear away and walked to join them.
"Sara! You made it." Catherine embraced her friend in a large hug. When they parted Sara turned and kissed Nick on the cheek and hugged him too.
"We missed you." He smiled.
"We all have." Brass said, walking over with Greg, who was blubbering.
"Where's…" Sara drifted, looking around.
"Grissom? No one knows. He just left one day and told no one."
"Why?" she asked, and noticed Greg was in a sling.
"Well…we had better get some coffee." Brass said, leading the way to the car park.
"So…Grissom? It's not like him to do this." Sara frowned, sipping on a large mug of coffee.
"Well…he hasn't really been Grissom at all, not since you left." Catherine looked up from her cookie.
"What do you mean?" Sara asked
"Well…" Brass began "When you left, he was distraught. He never finished his paperwork on time, he never made an effort on any case, and he was just completely the opposite of what he used to be like. We first noticed it two weeks after you had gone…
Nick gave Grissom a sympathetic look as he walked in the lab. He looked, and smelt, as if he hadn't had a proper wash in days. His hair was uncombed, his eyes surrounded by black bags and he looked ever so grey and miserable. No one pointed this out because the last to weeks had been torture for him ever since Sara left. Warrick walked into the break room and picked up on the tension in the atmosphere immediately.
"Hey guys." He grinned, trying to pick the mood up.
"Hi." Nick glanced over at Grissom, who just grunted to show he acknowledged Warrick's presence. "Did either of you watch the game last night?"
"Yeah! 26-3…ouch!" Warrick laughed
"I know!"
"I'm going to go, um, yea…" Grissom trailed off as he got up and left them. Once they were sure he was out of earshot Warrick sighed.
"That guy needs to shower! I know that Sara leaving stinks…but he created a new meaning for smell!" Warrick fanned the air to try and make the smell go.
"Yeah, but I don't want to have my head bitten off again." Nick sighed, remembering last week when he offered to pre make some meals for him, but Grissom snapped at him, saying things like "So you think I can't cook, you think Sara did everything for me, from cooking to wiping my ass!" and "I'm not an invalid! I can cook a decent meal!"
Nick sighed, "It's like he's the only one heartbroken by Sara's disappearance."
"I get you man, I mean, he might have been going out with her, but we were her friends too." Warrick said.
"And me." Catherine announced as she walked in and sat in a chair. There was a long silence when suddenly everyone smelt a foul stench. They all looked up and saw Grissom.
"Everyone's down the Red Rock Casino…there's two bodies." He commanded. Everyone hesitated, "Now!"
"God, Gil's got us working hard, I think he went to hit me earlier!" Warrick laughed. "It took him a minute to realise what he was doing!"
"Yeah, some of the looks he shot me could kill!" Nick chuckled. "Right, I have a date waiting, so goodbye." Warrick gave him a knowing look. "Fine, ready meal in front of the game." They both laughed. "Bye."
"Bye"
"Right, so he turned into a stinking miserable old git?" Sara asked, looking up from her third coffee and chocolate biscuit.
"Pretty much, but it got worse…" Nick sighed.
Greg finally spoke up, "Much worse." Warrick opened his mouth but Sara's phone began ringing.
"Hello Sidle…What…5oclock was the plan! You can't bail on me. Fine, I'll be there straight away." She flipped her phone down. "Sorry guys, I have to go pick Lizzie up." And before they could say anything she had left the café.
"Please say that's her niece!" Warrick said, and everyone gave each other nervous glances.
Hope you liked…I'll update soon!