Disclaimer blatant rip off of grave danger. But I figured I'd come up with my own take on the two voice's on the tape thing and this is it. It made sense to me that it could happen this way. So I'm back to my favourite (and hopefully best) type of writing angst and GSR. Hope you like it leave me a review and I will reply even if it's just thanks: )
Wednesday 11th 5:30 pm
"So why exactly are we here?" Catherine asked Brass who was greeting her and Nick as they got out the car.
"Anonymous call claims to have seen a burglar" said Brass "we had a look round hard to tell if anyone's been in the place is spotless through, but when we checked out the registered owner we found they'd been dead for three years"
"False name" suggested Nick "I thought you had to have documents to buy houses" "if its legit" replied Brass as they entered the house.
"Wow" was Catherine only remark as they entered a front room that made Warrick's trunk look disorganised.
"This could take sometime especially as we don't' know what were looking for" said Nick getting his torch out.
"Time to call in the cavalierly" suggested Brass.
"Well Sara's got her own DB out in the middle of no where and Grissom' helping dayshift with bugs."
"Warrick's day off, that leaves Greg" smiled Catherine flipping her phone open and ringing him as Nick continued to search the house. He flipped a light switch but found it didn't work. Then he noticed from the wall at the end of the corridor there was an orange light casting down on the wall. He walked over and began banging it until he found a hollow part. With a little push a flap fell down in the middle of the wall casting orange light across the hallway. The hole was big enough for Nick to get through if he braced himself with one leg against the other wall. There was a table at the other side for him to climb out onto. He pulled his torch out getting a better look at the room.
"CATH" came Nick's sudden slightly panicked cry from down the corridor. Brass drew his gun and went out into the corridor followed by Catherine. They saw the light and headed to where Nick's head was poking through the hole. Nick helped Catherine thought the hole while Brass was left to struggle through himself.
"What the hell?" exclaimed Catherine. The room was completely filled of photos and boxes. On closer inspection boxes contained empty evidence bags, bits of what looked like rubbish, metal scraps and dirt. Nick had his flashlight shone on a photo on the wall.
"Stalker" was all Nick said. The photo was of a crime scene. Nick was facing sideways onto the camera talking to Catherine and in the distance were Sara and Greg. The photo was clearly taken with a long lens. Catherine quickly began scanning the rest of the photos.
"I knew it, Grissom tried to keep it form me, someone else was working with him," said Nick looking panicked.
"Your not the focus of these" said Catherine her face inches form the wall she pulled off one photo "Sara is" she said holding the photo of Sara waking and drinking a cup of coffee.
"Brass call the officer with Sara get her back to the lab and tell him not to leave her side" instructed Catherine
"Hang on so we get called out to a suspected burglary turns out to be owned under a false name and we find a room full of photos of us" said Nick
"This wasn't a accident," replied Catherine as Greg's head appeared in the hole making both of them jump.
"What's up Brass say's there's some freaky shrine to CSI's" said Greg climbing through and getting his leg caught nearly falling on Catherine.
"We were meant to find these," continued Catherine handing the photo of Sara to Greg who began looking.
"So someone wants us to know they're watching"
"Someone who thinks there smarter than us" said Catherine
"Um Cath doest this look familiar" said Greg holding up a bit of flexi glass covered in dirt. "I think this is a little too weird for coincidences," he said as Nick's eyes grew wide at the picture of Walter cut out the paper.
"Walter, someone was a big fan," she said pulling out newspaper cutting of the incident.
"Cath some of these are from years ago" said Greg pulling out newspaper cuttings one about Grissom.
"We got a problem," said Brass coming back in looking flustered.
"Office got held up road was blocked, Sara's gone"
Everyone froze what they were doing.
"This is where it gets too familiar, her camera and vest were laid out in evidence bags on her car hood"
Wednesday 11th 5:16pm
"Sara there you are" Grissom's voice echoed down the corridor. "You have a reported DB out on route 34" Grissom said handing her a piece of paper.
"So the middle of no-where" Sara corrected him looking at the slip.
"Your working solo" added Grissom ignoring the fact she was clearly unhappy about been sent to the middle of the desert.
"Solo?" she questioned.
"Cath and Nick are on their way to meet Brass, Warrick's off and Greg's late" said Grissom looking at his watch is if this action would make Greg appear.
"Solo it is then but if have to spend all night in the middle of nowhere with just an officer for company I won't be happy" said Sara walking of down the corridor.
"I'll cheer you up later" called Grissom as Sara shut the door behind her.
Well this was great. She'd arrived at the 'scene' to find no officer instead she could see a body hanging in a tree in the distance. Most of her brain was telling her to go over and start processing but then the lecture she'd get of Grissom for going over with out a officer present made her stay, well the look in his eyes did. the look he got when he thought she was in danger.
"Come on" Sara called to herself. She hadn't met that much traffic.
Twenty minutes later and she was still stood waiting so she phoned.
"What road block?" questioned Sara "Well come the other way round," she snapped hanging up. As if he couldn't think to turn around and find a different route. She decided it was pointless waiting for him; there was no one else around for miles, nothing but an abandoned car in the distance probably whoever hung themselves. She pulled out her kit and made her way over to the tree it was only as she got closer she realised something wasn't right. Swing in the tree was a body, but this body had been dead a while the decomposition process had already started and they were dressed n a suit almost something you would get buried in. It was then she felt the presence of someone behind but before she had time to react a cloth had been placed around her face and she passed out as chloroform filled her lungs.
He took his time placing her ID in the evidence bag before laying it down on the hood of her car, he then laid her vest and camera next to it before getting in his own car and driving away.
The wind caught Sara's vest blowing it into her camera, which was where it lay as six pairs of eyes gazed down on it.
"It's happening again," sighed Catherine
TBC….. if you want that is……….