Summary: 28 Days + weeks later meets CSI XD The virus breaks out in Las Vegas and the team are forced to believe in what is being said in the news. It's not long before Grissom starts his own experiment to see if he can cure the virus once and for all but not before all hell breaks loose.
Disclaimer: I don't own CSI or the 28 days later series, I never will ( and it makes me sad to keep saying it D:
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'Britain has recently been under attack from a virus that had been dubbed 'rage'. Infected monkeys had been released in an effort to save them from cruelty but soon turned the country into an all you can eat buffet for the people who are now being described as 'violent zombies'. Worldwide army forces have attempted to evacuate the country and are currently in the process of quarantining it.'
"This is stupid! Surely there must be some sort of logical explanation for this!" Grissom stood staring at the television screen in the break room. Over the past few days the information that had been spread across the world that Britain was under attack from a super virus and survivors were being transported to all the states across America. "We're scientists and you all believe this crap that has no truth to it!"
"Griss I'm pretty sure this might be real, have you seen the footage they've shown of the 'zombies'" Sara expressed her opinion by air quoting the word.
"Yeah, I mean news channels always try to stretch the story just to get more ratings but this all seems way too real." Catherine chimed in and didn't even acknowledge Grissom's death stare.
"I can't believe it! Come on!" Grissom stormed out of the break room and travelled back to his office slamming the door on entering. He pulled at the string and the blinds fell covering the windows that viewed his office from the lab hallway.
'Your not supposed to be objective to new idea's that what most scientist's say, heck it's what I say but this isn't real. There must be some sort of mistake.' He knew that there could be some sort of explanation for this but nothing seem to come to mind and admittedly some of the footage shown did look incredibly real. 'Rage virus?' He turned on his laptop and decided to google the recent events.
'A breakdown of society occurred following the accidental release of a highly contagious virus known as "Rage" which renders people mindlessly violent through the contact of blood or saliva. Britain is under quarantine and there are no recent changes to whether previous residents will be allowed back into the country soon.'
Grissom's pager rang through his concentration and he read what was displayed on the tiny screen. "419 out on Fremont Street." He spoke out loud not realising that Nick had stepped into his office.
"Can I work that solo or are you are going to assign it to someone else?" His Texas slur rang through the specimen filled room and Grissom pondered before he decided to answer.
"I'm going to work this alone besides you and the other's still have reports to finish and hand into me."
"Fair enough, if another comes in can I have dibb's?" Nick was desperate to get out of the office, the past couple of night's had been so slow and everyone just slacked off instead of finishing their paperwork.
"Dibb's? If you mean get the first case that comes in then sure, I want you to take Greg though he still needs a little more field work and you two get on quite well, he actually listens to you!"
"Alright, Greg seems like better company than the other's at the moment anyway." Nick grinned at headed back for the break room.
Grissom stood from behind his desk and headed out to the parking lot. Vegas was still busy as ever, he took a moment to picture the strip with no one around. 'That would be weird.' The Denali approached the couple of police cars parked behind the yellow tape and Gil could just see the presence of Jim's dodge charger. People were crowded crime scene stopped by the tape. He grabbed his kit and was greeted by Brass half way towards the body.
"Gil, this doesn't look like anything I've seen before."
"What do you mean?"
"He's not the classic dead body we usually find. Someone defiantly wanted this guy dead but then you probably know more than me so I'll let you look."
"Good choice Jim. Is David here yet?"
"No I rang him a little while ago, he's on his way."
Grissom stood over the body and took it the injuries that this person must have sustained. His neck was shredded, literally.Blood had pooled around the head and was sprayed all over his face.
"Hey Jim, Do you have an I.D?"
"No we checked over and there's no wallet, driver's licence, nothing."
The coroner's van arrived and David hopped out of the passenger seat.
"What have we got?"
"Male D.B, looks like someone has taken a chunk out of his neck." Gil replied.
"Tasty!" Grissom looked over to David and offered a 'shut up and get on with it' glance. "Look's like he just bled out, the jugular has been severed and judging by the amount of blood surrounding the body that's the cause of death. I can't see any other contusions or ligatures the only odd thing is the pattern of blood that is present on his face, It doesn't match his wound. I'll know more when I get him back to the lab."
"Yeah I thought that too. TOD?" David stuck the stick into the victim's liver. They waited for the temperature to be displayed when suddenly the body jerked upwards, into a crouching position with deep red, blood shot eyes.
The body jumped quickly at David and pinned him to the floor. Jim instantly reached for his firearm and aimed it at the victim's head as Grissom took several steps back whilst a couple of cop's headed for the manic trying to kill David.
"Get off him and lay face down on the ground now! Otherwise I'll shoot!" Brass shouted.
His blood red eyes met Jim's as he lurched forwards to attack Jim but he was too slow and Brass had already double tapped a couple of bullets into the victim's skull.
"Well was it just me, or was that a tad weird?" He exclaimed after taking a quick look at the dead body lying in a heaped position on the floor.
"David, you okay? Can you stick him in a body bag and take him straight to Doc, something's happening here and i want answers." Grissom said.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Sure, I'll get there as quick as I can." The young coroner ran back to the van to grab a body bag and gained assistance from his fellow team mate to place the body inside, zip it up and place it in the back of the van.
Grissom played the events in his head and realised what this could possibly be. He was new to the effects of the rage virus and he needed to read up on everyone's current findings. If this was what he thought it was then Las Vegas is going to be the worst place to be and everyone, including his team were in serious danger. 'Crap.'
TBC
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A/n: Right I think that's not a bad start. Tell me what you think and I'm open to listening to your idea's so if you have any tell me and I'll see if I can create a most awesome story :D This might be slowly updated because I now have prior commitments and unfortunately they have to come first.