A/N: Sorry to all who were reading my other fic "Forever Fragile"! I'm updating soon, I just had to write this fiction before the idea vanished from my mind. This particular story is very intense and I can only thank my beta Unspoken for working out the story's plot. More to come very soon.
Prologue
Femme Fatale
As Grissom kissed the woman before him, an image entered his mind.
The woman he saw had auburn hair which flowed to no end, and her smile could light up a room.
The woman in front of him bore no resemblance. As she continued to kiss him with growing passion, Grissom's gut continued to tell him that something was wrong.
The woman kissing his neck and undoing his shirt had short blonde hair and green eyes that were in reality ravishing, but did not belong to Sara.
He finally remembered the truth and now had two questions pulsating through his mind.
Who was the woman he was kissing, and why isn't it Sara?