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Author: This one is a little shorter than the first one. Let me know what'd you think.
Chapter two
It took the police a couple of minutes to get there and when they did Brass was the first one to check it. He saw two cars in a T position; the first car had an unconscious woman inside, the other one he knew too well. As he reached the car he noticed that things weren't as they seemed, Greg called for a car accident and if it was one why were bullet casings on the floor next to the car and blood starting to drip from it. As he approached the car he saw Greg covered in blood trying desperately to breathe.
"This is Detective Brass, I need an ASAP on those ambulances, we also have a multiple gun shot victim here that's bleeding to death and note that is a fellow CSI."
"They're 3 minutes away detective."
"He doesn't have three minutes." – When he looked back at Greg he had closed his eyes and Brass immediately check for a pulse. - "Come on kid I know that you can make it" – Without letting go he took his cell phone one more time.
"Grissom"
"We have a problem."
"What is it?"
"Greg was involved in a car accident/ shooting."
"How is he?"
"Not good, I need your guys here now because something here looks fishy."
"I'll talk to Ecklie."
"You should also tell him that Angela Sanders from the swing shift is Greg's passenger."
"I'll see you in a couple of minutes if anything happens call me."
Just as he was hanging up two ambulances made their way in. the first one to arrived followed protocol and went directly to the worse victim, this one being Greg. They got him out of the car and placed him on the floor, checked for a pulse and breathing sounds. They rolled him to the side to check for exit wounds but only found one on the back of the shoulder. Brass was listening to every word they said… "GSW to left upper and center of the chest another one graze his neck... massive blood loss... decreased breath sounds... BP 60 over 30 and dropping… He's not breathing… let's tube him and run…" Brass couldn't believe that the young kid was dying in front of his eyes. "We need an officer to drive…" Brass yelled for a uniform and before they went on their way to Dessert Palms he heard the monitors shrieking. The firefighters were still trying to free Angela from the car. She woke up briefly and began to call for Greg's name. Brass knew it wasn't the time but he needed to ask who did this in order to make him pay. Angela was the only witness that could talk at the moment.
"Angela, Greg's ok he'll meet you at the hospital."
"Oh my God"
"Angela I need you to tell me, what happened?"
"I don't know…"
"Sweetie, you need to focus."
"I had dinner with the field mouse." – Brass chuckled at hearing Greg's nickname. – "We were talking and suddenly he went silent, then I saw the reflection of a pair of headlights…I didn't have the time to make sure I was seeing right…"
"Did you see something else?"
"I don't think so…I don't remember…"
"Sir, we need you to step aside." – came a third voice. Brass did as he was told and the men prepared to take the last step to free the woman inside. When the firefighter yanked the door out, she screamed in pain and passed out from it. The wound on her leg began to bleed profusely. The paramedics that were anxiously waiting made their way to treat her. They placed an oxygen mask and a collar before moving her out of the wrecked car. They gently put her on top of the back board. They set her bone to place and bandage it to stop the bleeding. Then started working on an IV and taking her vitals. While doing this another ambulance had arrived and they left with their patient. Not without telling the new people on the scene that they had stabilize the victim in the other car for them. Jim Brass just stood there observing every angle of the scene, waiting for the crime scene investigators to arrive so they could all sort out the mess.
Grissom got out of Ecklie's office with a worried expression. After that he sent a message for the team to get together in the break room.
"What's with the urgent message Grissom?" – Nick asked.
"I'll say once everybody is here." – he said looking at the file in his hands.
"We're here" – announced Catherine with Sara and Warrick walking behind her.
"Now can you explain?"
"Brass got call up to a car accident scene where one of the victims also appeared to have gunshot wounds."
"You want us to investigate it?"
"Yes…"
"I feel a but coming." – said Warrick very confused.
"I talked to Ecklie and told him I wanted you guys to take the case."
"All of us? Is it a high profile?" – Sara was getting impatience.
"Yes and no. This case is personal."
"I'm not sure I'm following."
"Guys the victim was Greg Sanders along with another fellow CSI."
"What?!"
"How is he?"
"How did this happen?"
"I know exactly what I just told you I talked to Ecklie and he agreed to let us work it."
"Who was the other CSI?"
"Angela from the swing shift Brass said she was Greg's passenger."
They left as soon as Grissom finished his sentence. They ere really worried about Greg and they wanted to be there for him. But first they had to find out the truth. When they arrived the scene had already been taped Grissom assigned Sara and Warrick to process the unknown car. Catherine and Nick were processing Greg's car while he took a look around.
"What'd you think?"
"How beastly the bourgeois is especially the male of the species."
"And that was?"
"D.H. Lawrence."
"I thought so." – Brass said with a sarcastic tone as he left.
