Our high flying crime on the plane was a bust. Since we couldn't pin point who actually gave the killing blow (it was a group murder) all the passengers were released. Our new case is a homicide in the mountains. I get to work with Grissom alone so I am very excited! The body was found in a ditch and was covered in bugs. Grissom was very content but I was so uncomfortable because I hate bugs. He assured me we were okay and the bugs were to busy feasting to bother us, so I felt a little relief.

Back at the lab

(Grissom and I are getting ready to leave the break room to go to our autopsy, leaving Nick alone.)

"Need help with your homicide?"

Oh! Please say no Grissom.

"No. Sara's going to work with me."

Yes! Hopefully I'll get some quality time with Grissom.

(Nick looks over at me and I just smile innocently back at him.)

He is so jealous.

In the Interrogation room

(Scott Shelton, the husband, is sitting across the table and Grissom has just shown him the X-rays of his wife, all the abuse fractures highlighted.)

"I never laid a hand on my wife."

Oh please

"How about a gun?"

(Scott looks at me and then turns to Grissom)

"You have your hands full with her."

I wish he did.

"So do you."

You bet he does.

"We need to search your apartment."

In Scott's apartment

(I am checking the floor near the door for evidence. I see some green fibers like ones from the blanket we found at the crime scene. I feel Grissom's eyes on me.)

"Does this back door lead to your car?"

"It leads to a car. I drive a different demo every day. Perk of the dealership."

(I sniff the air and smell a familiar odour.)

"Do you smell that Grissom?"

I know it is not your body wash.

(Grissom looks at Scott.)

"Did you do laundry back here today?"

(I start to check the floor for blood.)

"I've got news for you, Scott. Bleach doesn't make blood disappear. You just can't see it with the naked eye."

(I start to check the walls for blood. I still feel Grissom's eyes moving with me. A streak of blood appears. Scott looks uncomfortable.)

"I have no idea how that got there."

(I start to become angry.)

You do know you jerk!

"It "got there" when you shot your wife in the head before you wrapped her in a blanket and you dumped her in the mountains!"

(I get in Scott's face and point at him with my finger. He swats my hand away from his face. I push him.)

"Get your finger out of my face, bitch!"

No he didn't!

(Grissom comes between us and grabs me by the shoulders.)

"Sara!"

(I am still looking at Scott and he is looking at me.)

"You touch me again, you draw back a stump!"

I'll rip you to pieces!

"Look at her!"

(Grissom is trying to make eye contact with me.)

"Sara!"

Not now Griss!

"Can't you control her?"

(Grissom is still looking at me.)

"Get him out of here Jim."

(Jim tries to usher Scott out of the room.)

"I told you she was a handful."

You jerk!

"Come on."

"You don't know a handful!"

And you never will!

(Brass finally gets him out of the room. Grissom still has a firm grip on my shoulders and is looking at me intently.)

"Hey. Hey. What is the matter with you?"

I can't even believe you are asking!

"I am a woman, and I have a gun. And look how he treated me. I can only imagine how he treated his wife."

(I shrug off Grissom's grip on my shoulders and walk away from him.)

Men!