Chapter 2
Greg watched Marie tuck into a chicken burger, "so how many times you been to Vegas?" he asked Marie as she took a sip of soda.
"I come to Vegas a lot, since my grandmother lives here…" her voice casual.
Greg held in a blush, "so you live…" he started watching her placed a fry in her mouth eating it quickly.
"At the moment I am with my Nana until I get a job, so far I am applying for a lab tech job." Marie smiled looking to Greg eating more of her fries.
Greg sipping some of his drink, "so you want to work at CSI?" his eyes met hers carefully.
Marie now nodding lightly took another bite of her burger.
"When did you want to work in a lab?" Greg asked another question, he looked to Marie, she didn't look like the science nerd type, but then she was Grissom's niece.
Marie nodded more, "I think it's when my jerk off of a boyfriend, ex boyfriend, made me do most of his work, so I thought if I'm doing it, I might as well get credit for it, and I like science, as much as English…" she now finished off her burger looking better.
Greg watched her more closely, "sorry I don't see you as a nerd," he tilted his head watching her reaction.
"What?" Marie now bursting into laughter, she held a hand over her mouth now. "Sorry, I mean, smart," Marie was enjoying Greg attempt to save himself.
"It's ok, most people saw me as the quiet, loner type." her hands resting on the table. "Damian, I thought he was different, but a jerk!" Marie now lightly moved in her seat. It wasn't that talking about her ex upset her, more of the fact that she only known Greg for an half and hour, but talked to him more than her uncle.
"So you left him, that's good." Greg watched her eyebrow lift up.
Marie brushed a stray hair out her face, "well he shot me, so I think the love was gone." Greg now chocked back on his burger, his face changing to complete horror.
"Shot you?" his voice squeaked picking up his drink to clear his throat.
"I'm ok, his in jail, and a restraining order when he gets out." Marie lightly picked up her soda.
Greg leaned forward, his brown eyes focused on her; he thought it was now or never. "I see, so you're?" he started.
"Single yes I am" Marie bit her lip before picking up he drink sipping it slowly through the straw.
Greg smiled more, "so if a guy like me wanted ask you?"
"What?" Marie played with the straw of her drink slowly with her fingertips.
Greg felt like his face was on fire, "on a date?" Marie now giggle lightly, "your not making this easy on me," Greg whispered watching her get off her chair, sitting on the one next to him.
"Well just get used to me being aggressive!" before he could stop her placed her hand gently on his cheek, leaning forward her lips brushed on his. Greg was shocked at first, but moved his hand to the nap of her neck kissing her back.
"But right now I thinking this is a date…" Marie was breathless as she broke apart the kiss watching Greg's face.
Greg sitting in shock, "Erm what?" feeling that his heartbeat was racing as she looked calm.
Marie now taking his hand, "wow you never have many girl just kiss you like that?"
Greg shock his head watching her giggle more, "don't worry, I'm not normally like this, but you're cute," Marie now standing up to walk back to her seat.
Greg taking a risk took her hand pulling her into another kiss, Marie now resting into his lap enjoying the first kiss in months.
Sara and Nick walked onto the scene; the smell of death was in the air lingering around them in the heat. The family was lying perfectly still in a row, like they wasn't even dead, just sleeping off the afternoon sun.
Sara taking her camera snapping pictures of the little girls, they where dressed in Sunday church style clothes and the mother holding them close. Nick felt like being sick the room smelt of strong bleach, "who ever did this, cleaned up after themselves, I don't know if there would be much evidence left."
Sara nodded, "he may have cleaned the room, but the bodies are still evidence." she said getting to her feet holding the camera at her side. Nick now looking closer, she was right he had to touch them to move them into the positions.
David Phillips felt a lump form in his throat walking into the house, even if it was his job to collect dead bodies, it still disturbed him. David found it hard to put the probe into the son to get the right reading of temperature.
"So Nick, I register the T.O.D around five hours ago, so about six in the morning." Sara now looking closer to the little girl, "how could some one do this, she so little" Nick taking swaps from the bodies, watching the coroners taking the family to the mortuary Sara decided to take the time to look around the house, it was nice and tidy everything had its place. She took picture of the house, from the outside; it didn't look any different but inside was a story of murder. How could anyone kill an entire family? And no one notice some one being killed? Right next-door to them…
Nick walked closer to the kitchen sink; the smell was stronger as he walked into the room, glancing in the sink Nick took out a pocket knife he carried around with him, fiddling around the plug hole he pulled the cover off. Inside there was no doubt that it was used to clean up all the blood.
Sara entered the back door looking to Nick, "so far I can't think of anything, I mean they have at least four close neighbours but no one seen or heard anything!"
Nick shaking his head, he took out a swab wiping the inside of the sink, taking out a bottle of pheno, the blood showing up in an instant, "well we know this was clean up central, so maybe it all happened in here."
Sara nodding, "I'm gonna take a look upstairs," Nick now carried on working on the sink, as Sara made her way into the little girls room.
Sara looked around the room it was pink like a fairy princess castle, she didn't noticed anything that could of happened here, she lightly picked up a doll looking at it closely, she sighed looking over it carefully.
"Family homicide," Sara jumped turning to face Grissom.
"Gris you scared me!" she placed a hand over her chest placing the doll back down "yeah family found dead, mother daughters son, all placed in portrait statue, could be a M.O…"
Grissom looking in the room, "something missing I would say!" he placed his hand on a silver framed photo on the dresser draws.
"What would that be?" Sara asked trying to piece the puzzle together.
"A father," he replied turning the photo frame around so Sara turned seeing a family picture by one of the girls.
Walking back down the stairs Sara could feel Grissom's eyes on her like a hawk. "That Girl Marie, funny you never talked about her?" Sara asked walking into the kitchen to find Nick unscrewing the drain.
"I didn't see the point, plus she's here for her birthday and graduate from collage…" He spoke looking over to Nick; he wasn't sure why Sara was so concern.
Sara now looking confused, "she's only, what twenty one, that's young…" her eyes found his trying to keep a calm face, but some how it wasn't believable.
Grissom smiling looking to Nick but still talking to Sara, "she was skipped up a few grades, she was bored and restricted, so her school thought it was better to give her a challenge…"
Nick let out a laugh, "well we can tell she's related to you Gris," Nick wasn't sure what else to think, but he avoided saying more as Sara shot him a dirty look.
Sara shaking her head, "must have been scary to be with people older than you?" Grissom turn to face her, "well she didn't say anything…" he added as they left the crime scene.
Sara now signing, "She doesn't tell you everything, or you're just not listening."
