Crime Scene
Author: Stumpycat
Pairing: G/S
Category: Angst
Rating: PG-13
Summary: [GSR] Sara is shot point blank at a crime scene.
Spoilers: None as yet.
Disclaimer: I do not under any circumstances own CSI: Crime Scene Investigation.
Notes: Hi, this is my first ever attempt at writing a fanfic and I'm very nervous, although moggie has told me not to be.
At Lab
Sprawled out on the couch while Nick sat on the arm, Warrick hit continuously at the controller pad with his thumbs. They continued to snark and exchange childish banter while they played on the playstation 2 console, Nick got for Christmas.
On the opposite couch, Sara sat sipping her hot coffee as she watched Nick and Warrick acting like goofs.
Applying her second coat of dark blood red nail polish to her fingernails, Catherine scanned the woman's magazine that sat open on the table before her.
As Grissom walked into the break room with the assignments for the night, he caught the end of Sara and Nick's conversation.
"Oh come on, Sara. He's a detective. His name is Mick Sullivan and I'd hold it as a personal favour if you'd go out with him."
Sara looked up as Grissom entered and caught his eyes as he looked back at her. She could tell he heard Nick and she was now getting the penetrating glare for it.
Before she could give him a negative response, Grissom started handing out assignments.
"Cath, Warrick. You get a post office robbery." He handed Catherine the slip.
Turning to the young Texan, Grissom held out another slip. "DB found north of I-15. Vega will meet you there."
Nick's eyes snapped up from the assignment and stared at his boss. "Solo?" He asked.
Grissom nodded. "Get going."
"Yes!" Nick grinned, jumping up.
"Sara, you're with me."
She looked around at everyone in surprise.
At Scene
Sara grabbed her field kit from the back seat and followed Grissom out of the car and up the path towards an abandoned warehouse where Brass was standing at the front with a flashlight and a cloth clothing his nose and mouth. "It stinks." The detective mumbled.
Grissom nodded and made his way into the large building with cautious steps. Turning back before he went further into the dark, he asked. "Is the scene secure?"
Brass nodded and waved a hand, signalling them to proceed while he grabbed his ringing cell phone. "I'll be with you in a minute. I've just got to take this call." He said to the pair as they walked away.
"Where's your vest?" Grissom asked, glancing her way as he waved his flashlight across the ground at his feet.
Sara looked at him. "Where's your bloody vest?"
His eyes snapped to hers at the tone of her voice and her language. "Instead of arguing about this here, we'll talk later." He stalked ahead, leaving his case behind as he got to work scoping the perimeter.
Staring at his back, she rolled her shoulders tensely as she placed her kit on the floor by her feet. She pulled out her penlight and clicked it on, moving forward to follow Grissom further into the warehouse.
As she approached, he turned and looked at the body that was lying on the floor. "You take the body." He told her.
Sara looked down and grimaced. "Bugs."
Grissom sighed and turned back. "Fine. I'll take the body, you take the perimeter."
"Thanks." She smiled sarcastically, then walking away.
Finding two beer bottles on a crate, Sara retrieved her field kit and proceeded to fingerprint the bottles before tagging and bagging them. Looking up as she placed the second bottle into her kit, she noticed a door. She closed her case and grabbed her penlight before moving towards it.
"Hey, Griss. I'll be right back. There's a door here and I'm gonna check it out." She reached out and turned the handle slowly. Pushing the door open, she heard a noise. Before she could react, a hand covered her mouth as she felt a sharp pain spread through her chest. Her eyes slammed shut as the pain increased. When she looked up, she saw the blackest eyes she'd ever seen.
Here stood a man of around 5ft9, holding his hand over her mouth and pressing a gun to her chest. It was then that she realised what had just happened. The man had shot her, but only a brief sound was heard.
The next thing she could hear was harsh laughter in her ear as he leaned over her. That's when she heard Grissom's voice yelling out her name.
"Sara!"
The man in black released her and took off at light speed towards the window, where he jumped through it, sending glass to the floor.
Sara slowly got up were she fell, wincing through the pain that ran down her chest. She slowly and gently touched it and came across blood. Slowly, she makes her way towards Grissom.
When Grissom looks up towards Sara, that's when he sees the facial expression on her face, before she falls into his arms. He pulls out his phone and calls 911,and yells out for Brass.
Jim came running in and seeing Sara in Grissom's arms with blood flowing from her chest. He ran up to the rookie that was standing watch. "I thought you said this scene was secure!"
TBC
Be kind, I'm even more nervous now you've read it. R&R please.
Author: Stumpycat
Pairing: G/S
Category: Angst
Rating: PG-13
Summary: [GSR] Sara is shot point blank at a crime scene.
Spoilers: None as yet.
Disclaimer: I do not under any circumstances own CSI: Crime Scene Investigation.
Notes: Hi, this is my first ever attempt at writing a fanfic and I'm very nervous, although moggie has told me not to be.
At Lab
Sprawled out on the couch while Nick sat on the arm, Warrick hit continuously at the controller pad with his thumbs. They continued to snark and exchange childish banter while they played on the playstation 2 console, Nick got for Christmas.
On the opposite couch, Sara sat sipping her hot coffee as she watched Nick and Warrick acting like goofs.
Applying her second coat of dark blood red nail polish to her fingernails, Catherine scanned the woman's magazine that sat open on the table before her.
As Grissom walked into the break room with the assignments for the night, he caught the end of Sara and Nick's conversation.
"Oh come on, Sara. He's a detective. His name is Mick Sullivan and I'd hold it as a personal favour if you'd go out with him."
Sara looked up as Grissom entered and caught his eyes as he looked back at her. She could tell he heard Nick and she was now getting the penetrating glare for it.
Before she could give him a negative response, Grissom started handing out assignments.
"Cath, Warrick. You get a post office robbery." He handed Catherine the slip.
Turning to the young Texan, Grissom held out another slip. "DB found north of I-15. Vega will meet you there."
Nick's eyes snapped up from the assignment and stared at his boss. "Solo?" He asked.
Grissom nodded. "Get going."
"Yes!" Nick grinned, jumping up.
"Sara, you're with me."
She looked around at everyone in surprise.
At Scene
Sara grabbed her field kit from the back seat and followed Grissom out of the car and up the path towards an abandoned warehouse where Brass was standing at the front with a flashlight and a cloth clothing his nose and mouth. "It stinks." The detective mumbled.
Grissom nodded and made his way into the large building with cautious steps. Turning back before he went further into the dark, he asked. "Is the scene secure?"
Brass nodded and waved a hand, signalling them to proceed while he grabbed his ringing cell phone. "I'll be with you in a minute. I've just got to take this call." He said to the pair as they walked away.
"Where's your vest?" Grissom asked, glancing her way as he waved his flashlight across the ground at his feet.
Sara looked at him. "Where's your bloody vest?"
His eyes snapped to hers at the tone of her voice and her language. "Instead of arguing about this here, we'll talk later." He stalked ahead, leaving his case behind as he got to work scoping the perimeter.
Staring at his back, she rolled her shoulders tensely as she placed her kit on the floor by her feet. She pulled out her penlight and clicked it on, moving forward to follow Grissom further into the warehouse.
As she approached, he turned and looked at the body that was lying on the floor. "You take the body." He told her.
Sara looked down and grimaced. "Bugs."
Grissom sighed and turned back. "Fine. I'll take the body, you take the perimeter."
"Thanks." She smiled sarcastically, then walking away.
Finding two beer bottles on a crate, Sara retrieved her field kit and proceeded to fingerprint the bottles before tagging and bagging them. Looking up as she placed the second bottle into her kit, she noticed a door. She closed her case and grabbed her penlight before moving towards it.
"Hey, Griss. I'll be right back. There's a door here and I'm gonna check it out." She reached out and turned the handle slowly. Pushing the door open, she heard a noise. Before she could react, a hand covered her mouth as she felt a sharp pain spread through her chest. Her eyes slammed shut as the pain increased. When she looked up, she saw the blackest eyes she'd ever seen.
Here stood a man of around 5ft9, holding his hand over her mouth and pressing a gun to her chest. It was then that she realised what had just happened. The man had shot her, but only a brief sound was heard.
The next thing she could hear was harsh laughter in her ear as he leaned over her. That's when she heard Grissom's voice yelling out her name.
"Sara!"
The man in black released her and took off at light speed towards the window, where he jumped through it, sending glass to the floor.
Sara slowly got up were she fell, wincing through the pain that ran down her chest. She slowly and gently touched it and came across blood. Slowly, she makes her way towards Grissom.
When Grissom looks up towards Sara, that's when he sees the facial expression on her face, before she falls into his arms. He pulls out his phone and calls 911,and yells out for Brass.
Jim came running in and seeing Sara in Grissom's arms with blood flowing from her chest. He ran up to the rookie that was standing watch. "I thought you said this scene was secure!"
TBC
Be kind, I'm even more nervous now you've read it. R&R please.