Disclaimer: I own Greg Sanders-pinches myself Ouch! Okay, its not a dream…
A/N: All for you ladies and gents. I edited and revise the whole story! Welcome to the new revised version of A Visit from the Past currently known as Crime Lab Deaths
He did not want to be here right now, but he was. He did not want to hear the screams and moans of the adults; most of them still young. He didn't want to see the blood spilling out everywhere, ten adults who were shot multiple times, lying dead in front of his feet. He could feel his face go pale, he could not breath. He just stood there, frozen.
An hour ago…
It was the beginning of the shift and all the CSIs were in the lounge, waiting for their next assignments. Grissom was in his office, apparently on the phone with Brass.
"They need all of the night shift CSIs and some of the lab techs."
"Where to?" ask Grissom.
"Carson City."
"Why can't the crime lab there process the scene?" Grissom asks, confuse.
"That's the problem, the crime lab is the one that has dead and wounded, the EMTs are at the lab now… it seems that someone just walked into the lab and shot them all down."
"Tell them we're on our way."
Grissom hung up the phone and headed towards the lounge, where everyone was trying to get some of Greg's Blue Hawaiian coffee.
"Guys?"
The CSIs turned around and looked at him, even Greg drinking his coffee.
"Get your equipment and get to the van, now!" he ordered.
"Why, What's going on?" ask Catherine.
"I'll tell you on the way, I'm driving."
The four CSIs nodded at their boss and went to gather their equipment. Grissom walked up to Greg, and grabbed his pot of coffee.
"Are you capable?" ask Grissom.
Greg looked at him, dumbfounded, "For what?"
"Go to the field."
Greg stared at him, "What's the catch?"
"We need our best lab techs to go to the scene with us and you're the only one I got."
Greg smirks, "Sure, just let me grab my coat, but umm…I don't have any equipment."
"Borrow from Catherine." Grissom said, "And meet us in the garage, quickly."
Greg nodded and did what he was told.
Soon the five CSIs and the lab technician were shove in the van and were heading towards Carson City, and they were shock as Grissom told them what was going on. They thought it wasn't a big of deal, just a few people shot, however as they approach the scene, they were shock and had to wait till the rescue operation was done to investigate.
That's was when Greg Sanders stood there; frozen.