Author notes: This is just a preview of my upcoming story. It were suppose to be a crossover between CSI and Supernatural that takes place season 13/14 of CSI. However, the focus will be on CSI, maybe Sam and Dean will make an appearance in the last chapters. I want to make something different from the stories were is Greg the youngest and most vulnerable of the team. The one everyone must take care of. I want to show a grown up and strong man who can kick as! There wont much connection to Supernatural in this story but I am planing a sequel were we will meet characters from Supernatural.
Chapter 1: The hunter
The sky was grey and showed a sad smile towards Greg who sat in the backseat of the van, on his way towards the crime scene. A young girl his age, living alone on a farm had been shot with one bullet in the head. Killed instantly. Greg did not take part in the conversation in the front seat of the van between Morgan Brody and Sara Sidler. They were talking about the week end and how nice it would be to get a few days of. Recently Greg had felt more or less like he didn't care. He was tired all the time. He went to work, did what he was told and went home to sleep. The reason for his behaviour was the recent events in his life. A couple of months ago a young female, Alison Bailey, was found in the desert. She was Greg's friend and he still blamed himself for her death even though the rest of the team thought he had gotten over it. Still, Greg couldn´t get Alison´s dead face out of his head. On top of that, a couple of weeks ago Greg was accused of planting evidence and framing a man for murder. Greg's mind was as grey as the sky outside and he put on his glasses to let no one know about his dark mind.
Sara pulled out the van in front of the large farmhouse and they all stepped out, took their own equipment and went in side. Jim Brass showed them the way to the body lying on the kitchen floor. Because of the storm that was prognosed to come during the evening a lot of people had been brought to the crime scene in order to cover as much of the scene before the storm. Sara, Morgan, Nick, Russell and Finn were all there with Greg. Greg, still in his own mind, had no thoughts on the storm.
They were all gathered in front of the body as David gave them brief information about what had happened to the girl. Something caught Greg´s attention. He leaned forward a bit to study the girl on the floor. A sudden shock was seen in Greg´s eyes under his sunglasses.
"This can´t be happening" Greg thought.
Everyone was so stressed about the upcoming storm that no one noticed Greg's frozen face, and before he gave anybody that chance of noticing his behavior, he said quietly that he will take the outside. Greg went outside and took a deep breath. The whole time he been inside he had not been able to breathe.
"The girl! It's Katniss!" Greg said to himself silently to make him realize that she really was dead. He could barely bear losing another friend so soon after the loss of Alison. With stumbling steps Greg took himself as far away from the house as he could. He had said that he would process the outside and so he did. He walked to the edge of the forest next to the house and made himself invisible from the possible eyes of his friends. Now he could really let the emotions out and think about what this meant. As the first tear left his eyes he thought about Katniss. She was a part of his past, that no one in the team knew anything about. With the exception of Morgan, even though she did not believe it, who knew that Greg had some psychic abilities. It was after a case when two possible "ghost hunters" had been killed in a hunted house that she learned about Greg's ability. The ghost hunters were of course nothing like real hunters, like Sam and Dean. Greg used to be a hunter before he moved to Las Vegas and started at the crime lab. Las Vegas was an escape from the life as a hunter. Greg had seen how hard it was for Sam and Dean to leave that world, and he did not want to end up as them. So he had fled and buried that part of his life as good as he could. Eventually he had stopped believing in all that supernatural crap and turned to science instead. Katniss was a hunter from Colorado. Greg had met her there and that was a beginning of a close friendship. However in order to protect himself, he left her without saying anything about the new life he started in Las Vegas.
"What was she doing here in Las Vegas? All alone, in an empty farmhouse?" This worried Greg. He wondered if his old life had eventually caught up with , nothing seemed supernatural about the murder. It was a single bullet to the head.
Not knowing what to think, Greg looked around. There was a small path leading into the woods and a short distance away Greg saw something shine. He took his equipment and walked into the woods. It was a small silver medallion that Greg could swear he had seen before, probably was Katniss. Some witch object to keep you safe. Greg also noticed several pair of footprints on the path. Strange thing to find here. He photographed them before realizing that more evidence could be found deep in the woods. Maybe, one of the prints was a match to the killer!