Sara sipped the coffee she got from Greg again taking in it's rich flavor. Being one of the lab techs favorite CSI's had its perks. She rounded the corner heading towards Grissom's office. Going to the break room would be useless since in was almost certain that only she and Grissom would be here this early.

She opened the door expecting to hear his 'big mouth bass' sing, but was instead met by an empty room. Only a cleaned off desk was in the space that should have been Grissom's office. She turned to the doorway to see if she was at the right place, and indeed the sign outside the door said Dr. Gil Grissom. She went back towards the DNA lab.

"Greg, what the hell is going on?"

"I didn't do anything, I've just been in the DNA lab working on Cat's slasher victim. By the way, what didn't I do?"

"Have you seen Griss?"

"Not since he closed that case last night, why?"

"Have you seen his office?"

"I don't go snooping in Griss' office, Hodges does that. Why are you asking me about Grissom?"

"His office is empty."

Greg looked at Sara for a moment then tore off his gloves and went down the hall to Grissom's office. The lab tech came back breathless.

"Alright chicken little, I believe you. I hope you aren't playing some joke on me."

"Greg..." Sara sighed exasperated.

"Okay, there is a logical explanation for this, why don't we go ask someone who would know what happened."

Sara nodded and the two headed down the hall.

"Hodges, have you heard anything about Grissom?"

Hodges didn't even look up to acknowledge the pair's presence.

"Anything I do know is personal, you two should really mind your own business."

Greg and Sara exchanged glances and rolled their eyes before getting ready to leave.

"If you don't want to tell us why Grissom is missing we'll just have to go for the person who has the real information, Cath." Sara said.

"The boss is missing?" Hodges finally looked up from his work.

"Anything we find out will be personal, so you're going to have to mind your own business." Greg said as they left the room.

"I hate that guy." Sara shook her head as they headed towards the break room. Catherine wouldn't come in for a while, but the first thing she almost always did was to get a muffin from the break room.

"Sara Sidle and.... Nick Stokes?" A man in a suit and tie entered the room. He seemed as laid back as a mannequin.

"Naw, I'm Greg Sanders, can we help you?"

"Ah, no. Actually I'm here to help you, or rather... Well that is to say-"

"Excuse me, who are you?" Sara interjected.

"I am Lieutenant Welsh, I'm your new boss."

The two scientists' jaws dropped.

"Huh?" was the only audible sound that came from either of them.