Magic Bullets by TonksIsMyHero
Summary: Greg is both witness and investigator to a shooting where the evidence just doesn't make sense.
Spoilers: Minimal, slight "Fannysmackin'" spoilers
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I do not own anything to do with "CSI" and I bow down to those who do.
Pairing: All canon
Notes: I wrote this as though it's an actual episode...it's supposed to read like a transcript.
(A sweeping view of the glittering, neon city of Las Vegas at its prime time - around midnight. The camera follows a young man as he walks through a crowded parking lot to his car. We recognize him as GREG SANDERS, the youngest and newest CSI. He is on his cell phone.)
GREG: ...no, it's fine...yeah, they double- and triple-checked. I promise.
(GREG pulls out his keys and starts to unlock his car. He fumbles as he speaks.)
GREG: I really have to go. I hate talking while I'm driving. I'll call you when I'm home, okay?...Yeah. Okay. Love you too.
(GREG picks up his keys and tries once more to unlock his car. A shot suddenly rings out, startling him. Another rings out, closer. Screams and chaos begin as three more shots are heard. GREG launches immediately into full-fledged CSI mode, calling it in from his cell phone. As he runs towards the scene, we hear snatches of what he is saying.)
GREG: ...shots were fired...five...I can't tell how many have been injured...
(GREG sees a woman lying on the ground. She is dead. He pauses, then realizes he is still on the line with dispatch.)
GREG: Sorry, I'm still here...someone is dead. A woman, about forty or so, I guess...I don't know who else has been hit. It's too dark, there's too many people...
(One more shot is fired. Most of those who were not hit or were not with someone who was hit have fled to their cars or gone back inside the bar. GREG looks panicked as he realizes he is alone, left to process this frightening scene, until help arrives. He sees another woman, younger and very scared, clutching her arms to her stomach in fear as she walks briskly by. She suddenly stumbles as though about to faint. GREG catches her.)
GREG: Are you okay?
(The woman does not respond.)
GREG: Sit down, sit down...
(She crumbles to the ground.)
GREG: What's your name?
LEAH MADDOX: Leah...Maddox...I just need water, or something...
GREG: Okay, Leah, sit up. What's the matter?
LEAH MADDOX: It's my stomach.
(GREG looks at where she is holding her stomach and notices a huge amount of blood. She has been shot.)
LEAH MADDOX: I think I'm going to be sick.
(LEAH MADDOX lurches forward, breathing heavily. GREG is terrified and looks around - where is that ambulance?)
GREG: It's okay. You'll be okay. There's an ambulance coming.
(GREG holds on to her shoulders to keep her from falling. His wide-eyed expression of fear is the last shot we see before the credits roll.)
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