Hey would you beleive I had to write this for school? I just found it lying around on my computer and thought 'Hey I wonder if any one will actually like this?' thus is is here.

Scene One: The Crime scene


The curtains open to reveal a darkened bedroom. The door is ajar and a beam of light and the sound of voices come through.

SS: Who's our vic?

JB: Maria Wilson, 27, lives with a roommate. Roommate found the body. We think that serial from Atlanta may have relocated because this matches the MO

SS:(sarcastically) Oh greaat!

GG: So where's our body?

JB: Bedroom, I think she was beaten to death but we're still waiting for the coroner to get here.

SS:(sympathetically) Ouch

GG: So, this serial what's the MO?

JB: Goes for the same physical type, rapes and brutally beats his victims to death. Trademarks are a rubber band round the left ankle and red lipstick is applied.

SS: A psycho with a make-up fetish and too many rubber bands. What fun!

GG: Physical type?

JB: Slim, Caucasian with dark hair……..I noticed some blood in the lounge as well

GG: Sara, bedroom or lounge?

SS: I guess I'll take the bedroom

The door that was previously ajar now opens fully and Sara Sidle steps into the room flicking on the light as she does so. Seeing the figure on the bed clearly for the first time she backs out of the room, horrified. She walks into Gil Grissom.

SS:(shakily) On second thought I'll take the lounge

Sara exits hurriedly

GG:(concernedly) What's wrong?

Gil enters bedroom and Jim Brass follows. Gil stares at the DB and gasps

GG: Oh hell…

JB:(amazedly) I didn't realise how much the vic looks like Sara. They could be twins

Jim exits. Gil takes photographs of the body of the girl on the bed from various angles. Moments later, the coroner (David) walks in. A body hauler wheeling a gurney is behind him.

Coroner-guy: Hey Gil, the woman in the lounge is she the sister?

Body hauler and coroner bag up the body of Maria Wilson and place it on the gurney.

GG: No she's a CSI, cause of death?

Coroner-guy: First guess. Beaten to death, blunt force trauma to the head most likely. I'll know for sure after the autopsy.

They all exit except Gil. Gil takes some more pictures. Sara stumbles in clutching a sheet of paper.

SS:(freaked out/frightened) G-Grissom?

GG:(worried) Yeah?

SS:(still scared) Take a look at this

GG reads note aloud.

Dear Sara,

I do hope you get assigned to this case. I want you to get to know me, I already know you very well. You're different from the others. Melissa, Shelly, Jodie and Maria. They betrayed me, called me a freak, but you understand. They all had to die the bitches, but you understand don't you Sara.

I look forward to meeting you face to face, soon…………very soon.

XXX

GG: You're going into protective custody, tonight.

SS:(tonelessly) 'kay

GG:(calls out) Brass!

Jim enters the room.

JB: Why are you yelling Gil?

GG: Sara needs to go into protective custody immediately

JB: What's happened?

Wordlessly Gil hands Jim the note

JB:(protectively) Come with me

SS:(tonelessly) Coming

Jim opens the door and Sara exits.

GG:(quietly and fiercely) He wont get her. I swear it.

Jim nods and then follows Sara out, leaving Gil in the middle of a crime scene

The lights dim, the curtains close.