A/N Welcome to my third fanfic of all time you may seem a pattern forming about Grissom getting himself into trouble in everyone of mine so far well I seem to find them the easiest to write, I'm also a huge fan of Grissomgal71 who writes similar sort of stuff. Anyway enjoy and review if you want to help me make this better. I have the whole thing written so enjoy!.
He smiled to himself as he wandered down the hallway files in hand, the lab was so peaceful at this time of night no distractions no ringing of phones. It was end of shift everybody was rapping up their cases so they could go home. Grissom figured he'd have about an hours worth of paperwork to do then he'd follow suit. As he stepped through the doorway to his office he was in darkness he could of sworn he'd left the lights on, oh well he thought as he reached for the light switch.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you Mr Grissom" came a voice from the darkness but before he could reply he felt a searing pain in his abdomen where a knife had found its way in, then as if things couldn't get worse something heavy collided with the back of his skull.
"Hey Sara are you on your way home?" Catherine asked as she caught up with her in the hallway.
"Yeah I was just going to hand this report to Griss then head off, why?"
"Oh I was just wondering if you could work for me tomorrow night, I know it's the second time in two weeks I've asked you to work for me but Lindsey has this parent teacher evening thing that she didn't tell me about until last night and…"
"Cath it's fine I'll do it" Sara replied with a gentle smile
"Thanks so much, I owe you one" Cath replied parting ways with Sara as she headed toward the front doors.
Sara reached Grissom's office and was stunned, he never shut his door fully not unless he'd already gone home, well she'll just put the report on his desk and talk to him about it tomorrow. As she opened the door she smelt a slight copper smell probably one of his experiments, odd, now to just find the lights, the floor was slick with something, damn Grissom should clean up in here a bit more often she could break her neck just trying to find the light switch. ah there we are she thought to herself as she flicked on the switch . As the lights flickered on she looked down to see what had made the floor so slippery, what met her eyes was the least likely and worst sight she could of ever imagined. Grissom was lying face down in a pool of blood.