heres chapter 3 of Black 'n' Blue thank you for all the reviews and hope you enjoy the next chapter in the story :) thnks again to my beta Sakeaoi

Slow down, there's infinite detail

He forced himself to forget and take some aspirin. The headache was dull now, just a reminder. He walked into the break room and found Ecklie waiting for him, apparently, from what Warrick was saying, him and Catherine went in earlier for some coffee and were shoed out. He put on glasses and entered the room to speak to a serious looking Ecklie.

"Good morning Conrad." Grissom spoke first

"Look Gil, I'm obviously not here to sit and drink coffee and talk about bugs with you, so why don't we get down to business."

"It appears since the departure of Miss Si-"

"Mrs Grissom." He interjected.

Gil, you are distracted and agitated, you cannot and I will not, allow you to work like this. I've spoken with the Sheriff, and they've come to the conclusion that you are now on paid absence, until you get your head sorted out."

"Conrad, this job is the only thing stopping me from losing it all together! Don't take that away from me," pleaded an emotional Gil Grissom.

Cause I don't wanna know

how it looks to feel like this

His time at home consisted of mostly reading every textbook in his house from shelf to shelf. He couldn't find one book that didn't relate to Sara in at least one way. Being with her, laughing with her and just talking to her was everything Gil Grissom needed right now.

The phone rang loudly again whilst he was trying to cut a potato, rather unsuccessfully.

With the ring of the phone, the knife slipped and slashed him across the wrist. He cut off the incoming call and then pressed 911 with bloody fingertips.

Lights flashed through the quiet area of Vegas and into his townhouse. He sat on the couch with a cold compress pressed to his wrist, he may be smart in forensics, but with cooking that's another story.

He sat in the back of the ambulance, whilst paramedics used diversionary tactics to make him ignore the pain. When they arrived at the Desert Palms hospital he was rushed into A&E. As he waited in the cubical for his doctor to arrive, he peered through the curtains and caught a glimpse of the overcrowded situation. He was in a ward with people in comas and people with serious burns. As he watched a doctor went into the cubical directly opposite to him and pulled the curtain open. She was there.