Burked (2.1)
"How comes you're always right?"
"I'm not always right, I'm most times right. Why?" Grissom shook his head when the waitress came to him with more coffee. There was still enough coffee in his mug.
"The case. You knew right from the beginning it's not a suicide."
"People, who commit suicide don't leave the TV on. They try to have everything in order before they die, make it look nice and tidy. They prepare themselves."
"With all the drugs around, he could have not being able to prepare the room."
"Then it wasn't a planed suicide, it was an accident."
"Like I said, how comes you're always right?"
"Experience. You'll get there too."
"Hopefully. Did you realize I work for almost a year here in Vegas now?"
"Yes. Do you still like it?"
"Absolutely."
"Good. I'm glad to have you here, Sara."
"Thanks." They had worked a lot of cases together and Sara couldn't help but whenever they shared a crime scene, she enjoyed work more. It was good to be with him, to work with him.
"Did this case remind you of something? Historical?"
"One brother killing the other?" She asked with a smirk. "Cain and Abel. The older brother kills his younger brother making the first ever born human a killer and his brother the first victim."
He smiled pleased. "Yes. Walt told a story about a frog and a scorpion, that the scorpion can't help but kill the frog, who tried to help him. In his eyes, he was the scorpion and Tony the frog. They could have have it all, the whole Sam Braun empire, be rich men and never have to worry about anything again. Instead one kills the other and goes to jail. Now none of them has anything."
"Why share when you can have it all? Why change yourself when you got away with everything your entire life?"
"That's the problem with this people: they think they're smarter than the rest, will get away with everything. And then they'll fall over a little stone and break their neck."
"A maid who has a day off, an unlocked garden gate, a gardener who follows the dogs instead of simply closing the gate behind them. Little things, nothing to worry about when they come alone, together they ruin an entire murder plan."
"And chigger bites on your leg."
"You being an entomologist know an insect when you see a bite, for many other it had been only an insect bite, like you get many of them during summer."
"If he had seen a doctor or used a crème for his leg, I had never found out about it. I was lucky."
"All the luck is worth nothing without knowledge. You were rewarded for your knowledge." She said. "It pays out to be a geek sometimes."
"You must know, you're a geek yourself." He blinked at her.