Just a brief moment in the morgue.
I own nothing.
Don't you just love Doc Robbins?
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"The victim, still currently a John Doe, died from an overdose." Dr Robbins stated as he walked over to his desk to pick the autopsy notes up.
"So he committed suicide?" Greg questioned looking down at the body.
"Don't assume Greg." Grissom said watching the younger CSI intently.
"Ok, so………" Greg broke off.
"You go over the evidence Greg, have you missed anything?" Grissom asked looking away from Greg and meeting the gaze of their resident coroner.
"Em… Let's go back to the scene?" Greg asked slowly.
"They don't make CSI's like they used to Gil." Dr Robbins said turning to watch Greg stumble over his own words. "In my early days they would enjoy watching me boil the flesh."
Grissom continued to stare at the Doc.
"They'd help me peel the scalp off."
Greg joined Grissom with his stare.
"They'd love the sound of fingers being cut off for printing."
Both CSI's continued to stare.
"They'd jump at the chance to help with burnt flesh stuck to the table."
Greg turned and looked at Grissom.
"They'd come in early to help clean my saw."
Grissom glanced at Greg and then back at Doc.
"The good ole' days right?"
Grissom coughed.
"Here's the results from tox and trace is still pending. Now if you look in this microscope over here you can see sample's of cells from his heart. If you look closely you can see that the haemoglobin has a foreign body in it…………………………..