Summary: Grissom is attacked at a crime scene, and he can't really remember what happened. Who is going to help him? A little friendship, a little secret sharing and a fair amount of GSR.

Spoilers: There aren't really going to be any just small references to a few scenes in past episodes.

Disclaimer: Nada, as much as I'd love to own CSI, I don't think I could handle it. I would go crazy, the original cast will leave and I'll hire has-been's to take their places in affect, crapping up the show, which I'm sure none of us are prepared to do. I do not have a Beta so therefore all mistakes are mine.

xChapter 1x

Grissom stood back up, without any time to react he was pushed face forward into the wall only a few inches away, a supposed arm was pressed into the back of his neck casing him to turn his face. Once he calmed down and tried to move from the grip, he felt something unusual dig into the back of his head.

"Don't Say A Word."

"Sticking that in the back of my head only confirms that you have a guilty conscience." He wasn't exactly sure how he'd managed to let the words fall out of his mouth, he was shaking and knew that If he didn't play this out right then he could end up like the victim back at the scene.

"I said don't say a word! And don't move." The gun made a light bang against his skull and Grissom balled his fists tightly to stop any sign of pain escaping from his throat.

He closed his eyes and calmed himself before beginning to talk again. "I wasn't really planning on it, what do you want from me?"

"Get rid of the evidence."

"That's the last thing I'd do, if you shoot and kill me here, they'll be more evidence against you. I suggest you run before you make an even bigger mistake."

"I'm not really worried, that should be your job. Now do what I say or your little girlfriend will be next."

Grissom tensed at his attackers comment, restraining him from doing anything that will put him and Sara in danger. "What girlfriend?" Came through clenched teeth, not paying attention to the blood he'd managed to draw from his lip in the process.

"That chick you're here with, don't think I haven't noticed the way you look at each other."

"She's not my girlfriend, if you lay a finger on her I'll-" He'd cut him before he could finish, if he managed to keep this guy talking for a little longer then he might be able to successfully disarm him.

"You'll what huh? I'll kill you first." The man's voice was low and Grissom could sense the anticipation in his tone. "Do as I say and she lives…Might have some fun first though." He laughed a little which gave Grissom the distraction he needed.

Before the attacker could register what had happened, Grissom had managed to turn around, effectively knocking the gun from the suspect's hand and grinding him against the nearest wall. "What did you say!?!" Grissom exclaimed, almost head butting the guy, he re-gripped his hands around the collars of the suspect's jacket.

"I said I'll have some fun with her." He didn't seem phased by Grissom's anger, he just began to laugh sickly and maniacally. It made Grissom's skin crawl.

"JIM!" He bellowed, glad that he'd be able to get this guy taken in and arrested.

Sara was about to begin placing the collected evidence into the black, department Denali when she heard Grissom shout from the alley, she was planning to go back and help after she'd locked the evidence in the car but his cry seemed desperate. She quickly slung the bags into the back and locked it, walking towards the alley Sara made out some muffled cries and then a familiar sound ringing through the air.

It took a couple of seconds to register what had happened but by the time she decided to react, Brass and the rest of the officers that had secured the scene were running past her brandishing their weapons.

"SARA! CALL AN AMBULANCE!" Came Jim's words a few seconds later.

Without hesitation she dialled 911 and gave them the details of their situation. Heading over to where the captain was crouched, she could see Grissom lying on his back and something glimmering in the moonlight slowing moving around his lifeless body.

"Oh my God, Griss!" Her hand covered her mouth and tears started to well in her eyes as she moved towards the two. Brass was clutching his hand trying to keep him awake when Grissom's gaze followed Sara as she knelt beside him. She applied pressure with one hand to his gunshot wound and the other found his left hand.

"Please stay with me, please."

TBC

A/n: My last note was slightly long and I am sorry lol this is going fine for me at the moment and I'm trying to do some character building. Maybe give more emphasis on how they emote compared to the show. Reviews would be awesome and keep a look out for more updates. Chapters get longer I promise lmao