Hey Everyone, so here's my new story. Just so you know this is set before Sara came to Vegas, where Jim is still supervisior of grave

I Do Not Own CSI

"Mmmmmmm, I can't believe you have to go to work. I just got here yesterday," Sara said as Gil pulled back from what could have turned into something a lot more than kissing.

As she watched him dress in his black pants and blue shirt he said,

"I know, but Jim wouldn't have called me in unless he had to. I believe he said something about bugs."

"I like Jim, he's a good guy. He's very down to earth and straight to the point."

"He likes you, too. I believe his exact words to me were 'You lucky son of a bitch , you got a woman with legs that go on forever and looks at you with more passion in her eyes than she probably should! You better treat her right,'" Gil said with a smirk, picking up his jacket.

"And you treat me like a princess."

"Well, it is your name."

"True, but you have treated me like no other guy has before. I love you for that."

"Don't sell yourself short, Sara," Gil said, sitting down beside her on the bed as she sat up, holding the blanket to her naked chest.

"You treat me mighty fine, too. I just don't like that you live in San Francisco and I live here. I hate that I can't see you everyday."

"Trust me the distance kills me, too. Has Jim said anything about a position at CSI opening up?"

"There might be one soon and you're at the top of his list but there are no guarantees."

"Well, we'll just keep the long distance thing going, then," she said as Gil placed one last kiss on her lips.

"For now, but soon we're going to sit down and figure this out," he said
motioning between the two.

"I can come to San Francisco."

"Or I can come to Vegas. We'll figure it out, but for now, go to work." She pointed to the door with a smile.

"Yes, dear," he finished with one final kiss as Sara swatted his butt as he left.

"This better be good, Jim," Gil said, exiting his Denali.

"There's a victim up there with bugs, lots and lots of bugs. I didn't interrupt anything when I called did I?"

"If you would have called ten minutes later, maybe," Gil replied with a smirk.

"Ok, come on and help me process. I just came out for a breather," he said, walking back towards the backyard where the body was located.

"Female vic, I haven't touched her yet because I know you and how you want to play with your bugs first."

"Insects, Jim, not bugs, insects," he said, dropping his kit.

"Fine, insects, I was in the middle of printing the kitchen. It looks like a fight broke out there. That's where I'll be unless you need any help."

"I'll be Ok, but Jim,"

"Yea"

"I'm just here for the insect timeline, after that the case is yours."

"You just want to get back into bed with one long legged brunette!"

"Do you blame me, Jim?"

"Never in a million years! If I had the chance I would do the exact same
thing," he chuckled.

"Ok, this should do it," Gil said aloud although no one was around to hear.

'Now I can get back home and to Sara. Hopefully she kept my spot warm in bed, hopefully naked as well,' he thought with a smile as he packed up the rest of his kit.

The clicking of a gun brought Gil's attention to the present.

"You may want to stand up, Mr. Grissom," the masked man said.

"Ok, but do you want to point that gun somewhere else, or hand it over to me?"

"I don't think so, I plan on shooting you with this gun."

"Not very smart, there's cops just around the front of the house."

"Yes, but you see, after I kill you they're all going to be too concerned with trying to save
you then to chase me," he smirked.

"Who are you?"

"That's for me to know and your teammates to find out. I will say though, this is revenge."

"For what"

"For sending my father to death row, he was executed last week for a crime that he did not commit."

"Obviously a judge and jury thought differently."

"But you're the one who presented the evidence. You sent my father to jail," He said a little louder.

"All I do is interpret the evidence. I don't want it to do anything other than speak the truth."

"But it was wrong, my father didn't commit those murders," he said angrily, the gun in his hand shaking.

"What can I do to get you to set the gun down," Gil asked.

"What can you do? What can you do? I'll tell you what you can do, you can pay with your own life," he said as three shots rang out.

I had to make it so that Jim still knew about Sara, and you will find out later on how they meet, lol!

Please tell me what you think and leave a review!

Katie