I can't believe he is gone, it seems like we were just having lunch with him. I never got the chance to tell him how I really felt. When we got to the crime scene, I kept pinching myself, to see if it was really real. Seeing Warrick slumped over the steering wheel like that, with the blood dripping down his chest, made me want to die.
Knowing that I will never see him again makes me hope that we find whoever did this. I'm heavily considering giving Grissom my two weeks notice. I can understand now why Sara left the team. This job takes it out of you. It wasn't so bad when I still had Lindsey and Warrick's support. But now Lindsey is all grown up, and Warrick is...
I feel bad being so depressed, when Nick is practically dying of sadness. I lost a good friend, but Nick lost his best friend.
I guess it's not all bad. It could have been a lot worse, Nick could have walked Warrick out to his car, and been shot as well. I suppose we should thank god for small favors.
: This is been my first attempt at both writing from Catherine's point of view, and writing fan fiction using speech recognition. This means that I did not type this, but I said it to my computer. Please do R & R, since I am so new at this.: what the hell