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Blackmail1
Like always in the last few weeks, Sara passed Grissom's office on her way home. She wanted to say goodbye and maybe talk a little bit with him.
Most of the time, Grissom was still tackling paper work, but sometimes he was already waiting and invited her for breakfast.
His door was open like most of the time, but today Sara's smile remained unnoticed.
Grissom was sitting at his desk, staring at the computer screen but not moving a muscle, and it seemed that he had blended his surroundings out completely. A big padded envelope lay in front of him and next to it an empty DVD-case.
He had probably watched the DVD on his computer and what he had seen there must have shocked him.
"Hey Grissom, are you okay? You look pale."
Sara's statement was putting it mildly, but she didn't know how she else to describe the picture Grissom presented at that moment. However, Grissom kept ignoring her.
"Gris?"
Finally, he looked up.
"Oh. Hi, Sara !"
If she didn't know better, Sara would have thought that Grissom blushed. Blushing – because of her? She must have been mistaken.
"I just wanted to say goodbye."
"Good. See you later. Have a nice day."
"Would you like to have breakfast?" she asked although he had just tried to end the conversation.
"You look terrible. Maybe some coffee would help you freshen up."
Grissom shook his head vehemently. The last thing he needed at the moment was a friendly and caring Sara. Not after the video that he had just seen.
"I'm sorry, but I'm not in the mood," he retorted, fully intending to put her off.
Sara hadn't seen this Grissom in a while; the one that seemingly rejected her without a thought. She tried not to let it get to her. He probably didn't mean it that way.
"Okay, I'll see you tonight."
Without waiting for his reply, she turned and left.
2
Grissom wouldn't and couldn't look at Sara. Even without making eye contact, he knew that she was probably hurt and shocked by his behavior. The last few weeks, everything had been going so well. Maybe too well, as he realized now. He had hoped that maybe they could soon be more than friends. Grissom had gotten the impression that everything was pointing in the direction of an intimate relationship.
Up until this morning. Until the moment he had seen the video. At that moment, he had realized that everything had been a dream, an illusion.
The video – where did it come from? Who had sent it?
Although there was no note, Grissom knew that there could be only one intend: blackmail.
The shock of seeing the video ran deep. He had thought that he had left the past behind. But that had been a big mistake.
You couldn't forget or undo anything. The video was proof of that.
Carefully, he took the DVD from his laptop and put it in his bag.
Nothing would be worse than a public viewing.
At home he would have more patience and would remain undisturbed. Maybe he could find a solution.
3
Sara tried everything to fall asleep after her talk with Grissom, but nothing helped.
Her thoughts kept circling around Grissom. Whatever he had seen must have been horrible, but what was it?
If it had been something illegal, he would have informed the team. It could, no it had to be something different.
Maybe something personal?
What should she do? To get involved against Grissom's will?
Sighing, she grabbed her phone and dialed the number of the CSI headquarters.
"Hello, this is Sara Sidle. Oh Judy, it's you. I hoped you might be able to help me. Not long ago there was a package for Grissom – you remember? Yes, really? Can I come and get it? It's important and I think that Grissom…Great Judy. See you soon."
4
There was another letter for Grissom. This a time a normal-sized one, postmarked in Las Vegas but without a sender's address.
What should she do? Just open the letter and lose Grissom's trust?
Or should she go to him and confront him with the letter?
Was their relationship strong enough for her to do something like that?
In the end, it probably didn't matter.
She was already involved because she had intercepted the letter. Grissom had every right to be mad. Maybe it would be best to get over with it right away.
Sara's courage seemed to take flight as she got closer to Grissom's home.
Maybe he was still sleeping, she tried to tell herself but discarded that thought again. If she couldn't sleep, how was he supposed to?
Sara knocked, but nothing moved inside. No sound was heard from the inside. She was just about to turn and leave when the door opened suddenly and Grissom was standing in front of her.
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