Hole in the wall of Heaven

Disclaimer: I don't own them, sadly.

Spoilers: None.

Summary: Is there a place out of Heaven, a possibility of going back?

Genre: Drama
Beta: Uhm... no. All mistakes are mine and only mine.

A/N: This is my first try for an AU fic. I've been walking around with this idea for quite a while, and now I had the time to do something with it. Here's hoping you like it. Please R&R.
Sorry for the short chapter, I'm just checking out if I should continue this...

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Chapter 1 - Realization.

Crying. Screaming. Pleading. Begging. Darkness... total darkness. A sharp pain runs through my body, leaving it prickling on the cold floor. I didn't see it coming, the bullet came as a total surprise. My eyes close tighter. Warm liquid is flowing over my body, blood. My chest is covered with it and I feel how it runs down my sides.

I feel how I'm drifting away, leaving a lifeless form on the ground. I don't dare to open my eyes, afraid of the images that come with the voices. More crying. More screaming. More pleading. More begging.

Finally the pain goes away, the sounds die down. A whisper... my name... a voice thick of emotion... Grissom. He was the only other person on the scene. In my head I see him standing there, with his gun on our guy, telling him to drop his gun. But he didn't... he fired.

I open my eyes and have to blink to get a better view. I see my own body, in his arms. I call out his name once, twice... He doesn't hear me. His cheeks are wet from the tears. I look around and see the other body, he must have shot him right after I fell down.

I lay my hand on his shoulder, but again he doesn't respond. I look at my own face, my eyes tightly closed and a wound in my chest. It's strange, seeing yourself like this... dead. My body died, but I'm still here.

My head starts spinning as I try to connect the facts. A bullet wound in my chest... I look down and see my body looks unharmed. 'How is this possible?' I touch my chest, looking for a bullet wound... but I feel nothing but clothes, dry clothes.

I unbutton my blouse somewhat and look down again... a scar... This must mean that this is afterlife. I did die, but now I'm alive again, only this time different.

I call out Grissom's name again, walking towards him and kneeling down next to him. He doesn't see me, he just watches the other me. I start to cry as I put my hands against my face.

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TBC

Teaser:
I watch her... my eyes growing wide. "So you're saying there's a way back?" She nods and then walks off. Her hair waving on the warm breeze.

"Wait... you need to tell me how!" I scream after her... but she just disappears in the crowd and I'm alone again.