Sara Sidle was processing a crime scene with Gil Grissom. She had just finished dusting for prints when Grissom called her over to look at something. Grissom was crouched down looking at some blood splatter on the carpet. After looking at what Grissom pointed out Sara walked outside and found Brass talking with one of the neighbors. She started to make her way over to Brass when she suddenly felt pain shoot through her. Brass turned at the sound of the gun shots. He ran to Sara and knelt down beside her.
"Sara!" he exclaimed.
"Someone help!" he yelled. Grissom heard the commotion and walked out of the house. When he saw Brass sitting in the grass with Sara's head resting on his lap he ran over to them. Sara was covered in blood along with Brass.
"What happened?" Grissom asked. Brass looked up from Sara.
"She was shot" he responded. Grissom squatted down next to Sara and took her off of Brass's lap and rested her head in his lap. Brass rose from the ground and headed off to call Catherine. Grissom sat on the ground with Sara and held her close to him. He began to cry and could feel the blood seeping through his fingers. The paramedics arrived at the same time as Catherine did with Nick, Warrick, and Greg. The paramedics were lifting Sara into the back of the ambulance. Catherine climbed out of the vehicle followed by the three guys. Across the lawn Catherine could see Grissom sitting on the ground covered in blood. Sara Sidle's blood. Nick and Warrick walked over to Brass where he stood leaned against his car. Catherine walked over to Grissom and bent over.
"Gil, come on let's get you cleaned up" she whispered seeing blood on his face from where he must have held her close to him. Greg stood in the grass watching everybody. Nick and Warrick were talking with Brass. Catherine was helping Grissom up off the ground. And there he stood doing nothing just staring in shock not knowing what to do or say. He woke up this morning ready to go to a crime scene. But not the crime scene of his friend.