Hi all. This is the first chapter of my newest creation. Dropping back into my old style here a little but I hope you like it! I'm sure you will let me know what you think either way! I'm not 100% convinced by the title so it might change in the future. Any sugegestions along the way would be much appreciated! Enjoy!

She had only left the lab a mere six hours ago but already Sara's alarm was dredging her from her all to minimal sleep. Without opening her eyes she reached out a hand, fumbling with the alarm clock until she found the button, sighing when the incessant ringing finally stopped. She rolled over onto her back and opened her eyes to stare up at the ceiling. The room was dark with just a slit of orange light falling through the crack in her curtains. Most days Sara welcomed the thought of opening her curtains to see the sun setting over the Nevada skyline but not today. All she wanted to do today was sleep. The last couple of shifts had been rough. A long and bloody case which had involved several double shifts and resulted in the killer shooting himself, which was no real justice in Sara's eyes. She slowly pushed back the covers and stepped out of bed onto the cool wooden floor, thinking as she did most evenings when she woke, that a rug would be a worthwhile purchase so at least she could have warm feet when she had to get up. She shuffled into the bathroom to shower, taking her time under the hot spray. When she had finished, she turned the water back off only to hear her phone ringing from beside her bed. Groaning, she quickly grabbed her towel and sped back to the bedroom, picking up the phone just in time without checking to see who was calling.

"Hello?"

"Sara. I was beginning to think you weren't going to answer."

"Oh, sorry." She flopped down on the edge of the bed with a heavy sigh.

"Did I wake you?"

"No Griss, it's fine. I was just taking a shower."

"Oh." There was a long pause. Sara could feel the water dripping from her hair and soaking the sheets around her. She quickly stood up, swearing under her breath. The last thing she wanted to be doing right now was changing her sheets.

"Is there something I can help you with Grissom or was this just a social call?" She asked, knowing full well that it wasn't.

"Actually I need you at a scene, 43 Hampton Drive. We've had a report of two dead bodies in the garage."

"I need to stop by the lab first to restock my kit."

"You should have done that last night Sara." He chastised.

"Yeah I know." She sighed. "It had just been such a long shift…" She could just picture the frown on her bosses face at this excuse.

"Look, I'll pick up some extra things before I head out."

"You're still at work?" She looked again at the clock in disbelief. She couldn't help but think that he was more than a little hypocritical for telling her to work less and get a hobby when by her calculation he hadn't left the lab in over 40 hours.

"I had to finish off the report." He said simply. "Just meet me at the scene. I'm going to call Nick and get him to meet us there too."

"You really need all three of us?" She asked.

"Yes Sara I do." He said shortly. There was another pause.

"I guess I'll see you there then." She said quietly. "Give me half and hour?"

"Yeah, I'll see you there." His words were followed by a long beep as he hung up the phone.

"So much for a quiet night." Sara mumbled to herself dropping the phone onto her bed. "Guess I better get started on the coffee."

As promised, thirty minutes later Sara pulled up at her scene. She stepped out of the car into the humid air and was immediately greeted by a mass of people flashing cameras in her face and all shouting questions at once. Her mouth fell open and she looked around herself, utterly confused. An arm appeared from the crowed and pulled her to one side, dragging her past the unruly gaggle of people she now realised were reporters.

"Hey get off..." She shook off the hand without looking up to see who it belonged to.

"Oh sorry." She apologised on seeing it was Brass who was pulling her towards the house and hustling her under the yellow tape to safety. "I thought you were one of them."

"Easy mistake." He shrugged.

"So what's going on here?"

"This is Vegas baby, news travels fast." Bass said. "And this," He gestured to one of the bodies. "Is news." Sara stepped closer and peered over the coroners shoulder to take a look at the bodies face.

"Is that…?"

"Christopher Martin." Brass finished for her. "Model, singer and…"

"Dead." Grissom appeared from inside the house and gave Sara silent nod of greeting.

"Shot actually." David said, standing up from his position by the body. "Twice. Both the bullets are still inside the body."

"And who is this?" Sara asked, pointing at the body of a woman lying against the back wall of the garage.

"That we don't know." Brass said. "She had no ID and I am reliably informed that 'Christo' here wasn't married."

"Informed by who?" Grissom asked.

"Mary over there." He said, waving his hand in the direction of a young blond policewoman who was busily trying to fight back the crowds of reporters. "She was first on the scene. Apparently she was a big fan."

"And the paps?"

"They were here before I was." David said.

"Apparently our guy's limo driver who found the body called just about every paper in town the instant he hung up from calling us."

"Don't you just love it when they do that?" Sara said sarcastically.

"Yeah." Brass sighed. "Nothing like making our jobs difficult."

"Well it's not going to get any easier with us standing around here." Grissom said. "Sara, can you make a start on the body and I'll go and see how Nick is getting on talking to our Limo driver."

"He's here already?" Sara asked.

"Yes, he's just inside." Grissom said turning to leave and join him. Sara nodded and bit her lower lip. He seemed to being rather short with her and she had no idea why. "Oh and Sara." He said turning back to her. "The stuff you wanted is over there. If you don't have something ask Nick."

"Ok." She said quietly placing her kit on the floor before heading over to the paper bag Grissom had pointed at. Brass couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at the way Grissom was acting towards Sara and everyone else for that matter. He knew as well as anyone that the last few nights had been tough and that Grissom was likely to be exhausted but it was still no way to talk to his team, his friends. Grissom saw this simple gesture but chose not to react. He had a job to do. And so did Sara.

Sara knelt next to the body and opened her kit glancing around the room to get a better idea of the task that lay ahead.

"Ok David," She stared as she pulled on a pair of latex gloves. "I'll start with the bodies so you can take them back to the morgue."

"Yeah I think we've got our work cut out for us tonight. We already have one guy waiting to be autopsied."

"Guess the press will have to wait for their answers as to what happened here then huh." Sara said as she walked around to the dead stars other side.

"I'm not sure Ecklie will be too pleased with that. You know how is when the press get involved." There was a sudden commotion outside causing Sara and David to look up. A young woman had pushed her way through the crime scene tape and was being wrestled back by the police.

"And now the hysterical fans have arrived." Sighed Sara. "Just what we need." Just then Nick came into the garage and set his kit down beside Sara's.

"How are you getting on in here? Grissom sent me to lend you a hand."

"I'm almost done photographing this one," Sara said. "Haven't started on her yet though." Nick nodded.

"Some crowd we got out there."

"Sure is." Sara answered, her head already buried back in the camera.

"You think our killer might be one of them?" She looked up at him and shrugged.

"Be pretty brave to come back with all the press around."

"Be pretty brave to come back with us around but we've seen it happen." He said.

"Well I guess it wouldn't hurt to take a few shots of the masses." Sara agreed. "We'll be back in a minute David." The coroner nodded his approval as the two CSI's headed out onto the front lawn.

"You manage to get much sleep?" Nick asked over the growing noise of the crowd.

"Nope." She said shaking her head. "You?"

"No." They both lifted their cameras and began taking photos of the people in front of them working in opposite directions across the group. "You look pretty beat." She dropped her camera and glared over at him.

"Well thanks Nick." She lifted the camera and took another photo. "You know you don't look so hot yourself."

"That's why we work the night shift." He joked. "No one can see us in the dark."

"Yeah right." She chucked.

"Nick, Sara." Grissom called them from behind. He was walking to wards them with his kit in his hand. "I just got a call from Catherine. She needs some help at her scene."

"You want one of us to go?" Nick offered.

"No you two stay and process here. I'll go meet Catherine and meet you back at the lab." Sara was about to protest but he was already walking away. She turned slowly back to look at Nick. He just shrugged.

"Looks like it's going to be another long night."

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