TITLE: Not Tonight
AUTHOR: Minttown1/Amber (minttown1@yahoo.com)
RATING: PG-13
CATEGORY: VA
SPOILERS: none
SUMMARY: "Saturday night you're going out, parking lot, a figure come about, feel a piece click against your head..."
ARCHIVAL: Of course, but let me know.
DISCLAIMER: Property of Alliance Atlantis, CBS Productions, Anthony E. Zuiker, etc.
NOTES: Inspired by the last verse of "One More Murder" by Better Than Ezra. That's also where I ripped my summary off from. Dedicated to the world as a whole anymore. The news depresses me. This isn't a feel-good story. I really love you guys, though, the entire fandom and the entire world. All the people I know online and even the people I don't, you all mean a lot to me.
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The safety clicked off behind his ear.
Not tonight. I have to meet Sara tonight.
"Put your hands on the roof of the car." He did.
Cops and robbers, they say the same things.
The man was shaking, the gun was shaking. Grissom could feel it moving in his hair.
Fingers in my hair. God, not tonight.
Hands searching his pockets. He hated it, how he hated it.
They're going to find me. Jim or Greg or Conrad. Someone's going to find me, then they're going to tape off the parking lot...
The man found his wallet, pulled out the cash.
And Catherine's going to get my office. Sara will go back to California.
His wallet fell to the ground at his feet.
I'll never get to go back to California.
The gun was shaking worse now. There was an oppressive silence. Both men were terrified.
Sara's going to go back to California without me. She's going to buy that house without me, that house we looked at.
"This is it."
Warrick, Nick, Catherine, Jim, Greg, Sara Sara Sara. Why, Sara, God, Sara.
And there was a shot.
I'm still standing.
"Gil?" Now there are footsteps running. More than one person, but he doesn't know who. His eyes are closed. He doesn't want to see.
I'm alive.
Now the parking lot is full of people who heard. "Are you okay?"
I'm not okay. I am not okay.
Another voice. "Grissom." He looks up, he responds, he nods.
I just want to go home.
She puts her arm around him, talks softly to him, then to Brass, then to him again. "Let's go home."