Disclaimer: I don't own CSI. . .blah blah blah. . .

AN: posted for the enjoyment of everyone. . .

It seemed like a very dead night at the crime lab. Everybody was extremely bored, except for Greg who was processing a gun from the day shift's case. Grissom, Cath, Warrick, Nick, and Sara-wait Sara wasn't there (where was she?)-were all sitting in the break room. The team seemed to just realize this too. Sara was missing. Where could she have gone? Everybody was there a minute ago. Hmm, the mystery of Sara Sidle. Well, nobody took too much thought in this-the fact that she was missing, except Grissom. Grissom proceeded to get up and walk out of the break room. His first thought was that Sara was with Greg in DNA. He was right. He walked in at just the right second-Sara was holding a gun to Greg's head. The moment Sara saw Grissom, she shot Greg. Upon seeing his reaction, she decided he needed to die too. Sara ran past Greg and Grissom's bodies to the break room. She opened fire and killed all of the remaining CSIs of the night shift.

"Oh man, what did I just do?" she said out loud, but really to nobody, since she had killed them all.

Grissom had appeared behind her and exclaimed, "What the hell do you think you are doing, Sara!?"

"Woah!!! Where did you come from? I killed you!!!"

"No, Sara, that's where you are wrong. I cannot die," Grissom said.

Sara looked extremely confused and pulled the gun on him again.

All he said was, "Go ahead and shoot me, it will only prove my immortality."

Sara couldn't bring herself to do it. She started to scream bloody murder.

She then awoke from her nightmare, finally in tune with her true feelings toward Gil Grissom.

AN: Wow.how bored was I? Well I hope you enjoyed.R&R!!