After a loud bang there was silence for about a minute.

"...Are you alright?" Nick asked his two colleagues, turning around to see Greg and Julian.

Greg nodded with a shocked look on his face, and Julian answered with a quiet 'yes'.

Nick quickly got out the car. "Hello? Officer? Are you alright?" He took a look in the patrol car but no one was in it.

"I'm here!" The officer said. He was standing a few feet away from the car and didn't get hurt.

"Thank god you're okay... I'm sorry, the brakes didn't work and the steering wheel was blocked..."

"Are you alright?" he asked concerned.

Nick sighed. "We're okay... We're fine..."

Greg and Julian walked over to Nick and the officer. Julian had a few scratches on the right side of his face. The window on his side broke and a few glass fragments hit him in the face. He still had them stuck in his face but didn't notice. Greg hit the left side of his head when the car crashed and was bleeding a bit.

"Nick, your hand..." Greg said to him. "It doesn't look good, can you move it?"

Nick shook his head.

"He probably broke it, that's very common with driver in a car accident..." Julian said with confidence in his voice, but Greg and Nick just gave him a sarcastic 'Really?' look, since, being CSIs, they knew about this.

"Just get the first aid kit, will you?" Greg said annoyed.

Julian rolled his eyes and made his way to the car.

"How could this happen?" Greg asked while taking a look at Nick's hand.

"Ouch!" Nick exclaimed. "I don't know, this never happened before. I just had the car checked out at the shop."

"Well... Let's just be glad nobody got seriously injured..." Greg took the first aid kit Julian just brought and took care of Nick's hand. After he was done, he just now noticed Julian's face. "Julian, sit down." He made Julian sit down on a rock and took a closer look at his face.

"What is it?" Julian asked confused.

"You have glass in your face..." Greg took a tweezer out of his kit and tried to get the glass out of Julian's face. "Hold still... hold still... Julian, hold STILL!" Greg said annoyed. Julian kept dodging the tweezer. "Come on, I'll try not to hurt you."

"TRY? No way, get away from me!" He shoved away Greg's hand.

"It won't hurt much, come on, you need to get these out! Do you want to have scars on your face?"

Julian thought about it for a second. He was very vain and Greg knew that. "Alright... but... be careful."

Greg started picking the glass fragments out of Julian's face and with everyone he got, Julian exclaimed a scream, making it sound much worse than it actually was.

"There you go, wasn't that bad, huh?" Greg said with a genuine smile on his face.

Julian rolled his eyes. "Sure, you were VERY gentle..." he replied sarcastically.

" 'You're welcome...'" Greg whispered sarcastically to himself.

"I called it in but it might take a while for anyone to come out here and get us." The officer sat down on a rock.

"Well, we might as well start processing the scene then, right?" Nick said while taking his kit out of the car.

"You think you can do this with just one hand?" Greg asked his colleague.

"Damn, you're right... But I could take some pictures, maybe?"

Greg sighed. "Maybe from the body? Let's start there..."

They all went over to where the body was being buried.

"Julian, you're only supposed to take notes, alright? Don't touch anything, don't collect anything. If you find something, just tell me." Greg instructed the lab tech.

"Thanks for the hint. It'd be hard to resist myself..." Julian said in a sarcastic tone while rolling his eyes. Although he was excited to be out in the field, he didn't really care too much for touching bodies, taking blood swaps and other stuff that comes with being a CSI. He just liked feeling important, and he did when he was out in the field.

All four of them stood around the body. It was the victim they were looking for, Ellen Stewart. She was a big girl, weighing around 350 pounds.

"Wow," Julian said.

"It's never easy to see someone like that.." Greg said sympathetic.. Julian may have seen a dead body before, but Ellen has been out here for several days, her face was partially bitten off by animals. It wasn't a pretty picture.

"Yeah I mean, wow. SHE cheated on her husband? What did the husband look like, then?"

Nick, the officer and Greg looked at him.

"Show some respect, you jerk," Nick said angrily.

"I'm sooooorry..." Julian said, rolling his eyes.

Greg tossed a pair of gloves over to him. "Put them on and help me move her."

Julian stared at the gloves. "What? You told me not to touch anything!"

"Yeah but Nick can't help and I don't think we can do this alone. So come on!" Greg instructed him.

Julian was standing over the body. Despite the insensitive comment he made earlier, he felt bad for the woman. He didn't mind seeing a maimed body, but even Julian had a heart and knew that this woman didn't deserve to die.

"Alright, let's roll her around on three. One, two, three!" Greg said while helping Julian and the officer roll her. After taking pictures and processing the front of Ellen, Greg now had to process the back, especially since the entrance wound was in the front and Greg wanted to take a look at the exit wound.

Greg started processing the back. "No exit wound, so the bullet is probably inside the body."

"That's a good thing, right?" Julian asked.

"Yeah..." Greg went on processing the body while Nick was taking pictures.

Almost two hours later, they were still waiting for someone to pick them up. David didn't show up yet, either.

Nick was already done taking pictures and there was nothing else to do for him. Greg was almost done processing the scene, but still had a few traces to find.

"A tissue..." Greg picked it up. "You see that?" He asked Julian, who was following Greg at every step. "It's stained. Hopefully the killer used it to wipe off sweat or something." He put it down again, took a picture and bagged it.

"Ahem..." Julian cleared his throat.

"What is it?"

"You just picked it up and now you're taking a picture? Shouldn't it be the other way around?"

"It's okay that way, too." Greg kept walking.

Julian followed, of course. "I'll have to write this down, you know."

"What?" Greg turned around to Julian.

"You didn't follow protocol. I need to write that down. That's what I'm here for, right?"

Greg shook his head with a grin on his face. "You're here so that if the defense attorney questions our work he'll ask you about it. We did everything right, so there's nothing you could tell him."

"Yeah but if he asked about the tissue I'd have to tell him you picked it up first and then photographed it, right?"

Greg sighed. "Yeah, whatever. You do know you're on our side, though, right?"

"This has nothing to do with taking sides. Besides, I'm on justice's side."

Greg couldn't help but chuckle about that.

"Why are you laughing?" Julian asked confused. He really didn't know.

"Nothing..." Greg smiled at him.