To the readers. I have been tossing this story around in my head for a while now and wasn't sure if I should post it or not. A friend of mine said NO because there are parts of it that are not "the way it would really happen". But the more I read it the more I liked it so I will apologize in advance for any mistakes in police procedure and hope you enjoy the story, Thanks Trish.

FROM "TIL DEATH DO US PART"

Weeks turned into months. Gil was right, the left leg never was "normal". He walked with a limp and had to use a cane, but that didn't slow him down.

Two months after his discharged from the Rehab Center Dr. Gilbert Grissom was released from his physical therapy also, all that could be done had been done. He and Sara returned to Vegas, Gil to a full professorship at WLVU and Sara to CSI. Soon the events of the past faded away into just a memory.

TWO MONTHS LATER:

Gil refused to use the "handicap" parking space even though he had the sticker.

"I'm not handicap," he told Sara, "Just don't walk as well as I used to."

He refused to be coddled, and as much as Sara wanted to - she didn't. Deep inside she knew it was just her husband trying to be independent, but her heart hurt when she would see the occasional painful look on his face caused by his weaker left leg.

Gil was on his way across campus toward his office when from behind him he heard his name. Turning he seen Lindsey, Catherine's daughter.

"Dr. Grissom," she called, running to catch up with him, "It is so good to see you again. Mom told me about what had happened in Peru, how is the leg?"

Gil smiled, "Coming along. Not as fast as I want it to but coming along all the same. I didn't know you were enrolled here at WLVU."

"Just started," she said, "I've been doing some traveling, you know trying to decide what I wanted to do with the rest of my life. When I finally figured it out I decided to come back here to go to school."

"You going to study criminology like your Mom?" he asked.

Lindsey laughed, "No. Veterinarian Medicine. You CSI's keep way to weird hours."

Gil chuckled.

"Need to run," Lindsey said, "It was good to see you again."

"You too," he said, as she took off.

Gil smiled, Lindsey had grown into a beautiful young lady. He could remember when she was just a young child.

"A bit of a spoiled brat," he said to himself.

At the science building Gil ran into another familiar face, Casey Dunn. Casey is the daughter of a police officer that was killed in the line of duty a few years ago. Because of a fund set in memory of Warrick, she was able to attend school. Everything was paid for.

Casey had decided to become a criminologist with the intention of becoming a CSI after she graduated. She was one of Gil's assistants, and the smartest one in his class.

"Good morning Dr. Grissom," Casey said.

"Good morning, Miss Dunn, how was your weekend?" he asked, taking the stack of papers from her, "I hope you didn't waist it all on these."

Casey smiled, "No sir. I spent most of it at my Mom's. My grandmother turned 80 last Saturday and we had a party for her. I saved you a piece of cake."

Gil smiled as he took the container from her, "Thank you. I'll eat it with my lunch.

"Casey is such a sweet child," Gil thought to himself.

Gil walked into his office and set the papers and the container on his desk before heading for his classroom. He took his seat then propped his leg up on a stool. Gil swore to himself, the walk had caused his leg to start hurting. He reached into his top drawer and popped a pill. It had taken a bit of trial and error but he was finally able to find something that took care of the pain but didn't knock him out. The stronger one he would save for bedtime - well let's say for bedtime after his and Sara's time.

Gil was reviewing the agenda for the day when his students started to filter in.

"It's happened again," one of the girls said.

"Who?" came the reply from one of the others.

"Molly Carson," the first girl said, "She went to the library to study and never came back to the dorm."

Gil looked up at the girls. This was the eighth student to go missing from the campus.

"Do you think they will find her like the others?" a third voice said.

Three days after each girl had been reported missing she would turn up an campus, with no idea where she had been. It was determined that some sort of drug had been used that erased the memory.

Gil remembered Sara remarking that it was a good thing that they could not remember, each girl showed signs of sexual abuse and some even showed signs of physical abuse.

"What are the police doing about it?" the second girl asked Gil.

Gil looked at her. "What makes you think I know?" he asked.

"Your wife is CSI. A lot of your friends are cops," one of the boys said.

Gil nodded. He did know what was going on - they were all chasing their tails. Each clue seemed to dead end.

"I'm sure they're on top of it," he said.

"It would be solved by now if you were still in charge," one of the boys said.

"You think one person would make that big a difference?" Gil said, with a chuckle in his voice, "Well thank you for the vote of confidence but it is a complicated case."

"Let's go over it," one of the girls said, "You know. As our assignment for today."

"You are aware that this is an entomology class?" he said.

Everyone laughed. "Well I guess it wont hurt," he said, "Henry come to the board."

The class knew the only reason Gil would not do the writing himself but nothing was said about it.

Henry walked to the board and picked up a piece of chalk.

"OK," he said, "Let's start by comparing the kids."

"Yes let's Professor Mills," Gil said, with a chuckle in his voice.

Henry blushed then wrote the names on the board.

"Besides students here what else do they have in common?" Gil asked.

Everyone looked at each other.

"Karen and Susan are both blonds," one of the girls said.

"James and Molly both played sports," another person called out.

"I know at first the cops thought it had something to do with the fact that everyone taken was a girl, well until James," one of the boys said.

As Gil's class was discussing the case DB had called a "family" meeting in one of the layout rooms to talk about the same thing - the newest set of missing co-eds.