It was just a little robbery case. Everything was straight forward, so everything should have been in control. It should have gone smoothly, since evidence is everywhere for robbery cases. The robber always seems to be careless with what he does. You know how it is. They're cowards as soon as they engage.
That was until one Tuesday afternoon. Grissom and Sara were working the robbery case and were searching high and low for every piece of evidence they could find in the grocery store. They never expected what was about to happen, so they dismissed the cop. The last time something like it happened was so long ago.
They never heard the footsteps coming up behind Sara.
"Freeze!"
Grissom's head shot towards Sara, and the sight nearly killed him. A gun was against Sara's right temple, and a strong arm was around her, not letting her go. Sara's eyes were filled with fear. It was, obviously, the robber holding her.
As Grissom reached for his gun the robber shouted, "I'll shoot if you grab that thing!"
"Okay, okay," Grissom said, putting his hands up where he could see them. Grissom tried to stay calm and cool, but he couldn't. The thought of watching Sara get shot... and possibly him getting shot along with her... it was too much.
"Grissom-" Sara choked.
"Shut your face, bitch," The robber said through clenched teeth. He was definitely high, according to Grissom's good observation skills.
Tear's were streaming out of Sara's eyes.
"It's-it's okay, Sara," Grissom assured her, but was only trying to convince himself that is was okay. Of course it wasn't.
"Now how do you want this to end?" Grissom asked, looking kindly at the robber as best he could. He took a careful baby step towards them.
"With this bullet in her brain, that's how!" The robber yelled, adding spit on Grissom's face.
"And getting the death penalty?" Grissom said, "Please, if you would just put the gun down–"
"I'm not puttin' this gun anywhere!" The robber retorted, making Grissomanxious.
While the robber shouted things, focusing only on hiswords, Grissom walked slowly forward. Sara looked into Grissom's eyes with pure fear, realizing death, and mouthed the words, 'I love you.' Grissom's stomach knotted itself into an undoable knot, and he mouthed the same thing back.
"Don't fucking come any closer or I'll cover both of us with her brains!" The robber screamed, flashing a few gold teeth.
"If you put the gun down, this will all be easier for everyone, including you," Grissom said, "If you could just drop it..."
The robber's twisted-into-anger expression relaxed and untwisted itself into a blank face molding into reality. The gun lowered from Sara's temple, slowly to his side. Grissom breathed a sigh of shocked relief. He knew it was all over as he stared at Sara panting with her heart practically visibly beating 200 beats per minute. So they never expected what happened next. It's a deafening sound, a gun shot. Especially when the gun is really close up.
Terrifying, too. Especially when it's shot the one you love.
That exact thing happened in that grocery store.
Author's Notes: I've decided to let your imagination wander. To tell you the truth, I have no clue who will be shot yet, myself. Tell me who you think got shot in your review! I just might use your idea. I am so evil... hehe... I can't wait to get this thing underway.