Grief. They said it would lessen, that it would go away. But it hasn't. It has only grown over time, to be joined with anger. An anger so strong that I can no longer control it. They are responsible for my grief. If not for them, how things would be so different in my life. I will make them feel my grief and sadness. They took something from me and they will pay dearly for that. Revenge is sweet, and soon I will be tasting the sweetness. I watch them. I see them living their lives, working, laughing and loving. She was denied those opportunities. I will make them pay for that.
Bits and pieces. Images of their lives. They will be fearful when they see how close I've been to them already. The fear I will bring them will eat at their very soul. They won't know who to trust, even each other. Ahhhhhh, I only wish I could see their faces and watch the horror fill their eyes.
~~~~~
They pulled in the parking lot of the crime lab. The moonlight glistening off the hood of their vehicle.
They had driven in silence, each not wanting to disturb the others thoughts as they contemplated what would happen next. But Nick already had a plan for that.
"Shall we make it official," he leaned across to the passenger side and kissed Sara lightly on the cheek.
"What?" she responded, not quite sure what he meant. "Make what official?"
"Us." Nick was smiling now. "Make us official. I want everyone to know about us."
"Nick, I think they already suspect we're seeing each other."
"That's just it, they suspect. I want them to know, hell, I want to stand on top of the building and shout it to the world. Nick Stokes loves Sara Sidle."
Sara leaned back in her seat and let out a hearty laugh. "Oh Nick."
"What?" Nick laughed.
"I believe you would do just that. You might even put it on a sign on the strip."
"Hey, don't give me any ideas."
They exited the car and headed for the doors as a cloud covered the moon over their heads, indicating the gloom that lay ahead. "So what did you have in mind for now?"
"This will do for a start." Nick reached down and took Sara's hand in his as he reached to open the door. They walked in, hand in hand, Nick smiling from ear to ear, Sara slightly embarrassed by the looks they received as they made their way to the breakroom.
They passed Greg outside his lab, he noticed they were holding hands and a look of sadness came over his face. A look that said he realized Sara was now spoken for. "Hi guys," he managed to blurt out.
"Greggo," Nick replied as he made a quarter turn and slapped Greg on the back with his free hand as they continued on their way down the hall.
Greg reentered his lab and sat back down at his microscope. "Some guys have all the luck," he said, reaching to turn the volume up on the stereo to the point that the windows were literally vibrating to the beat.
"After you," Nick opened the door to the break room. "Evening everybody, Sara and I..." He was interrupted
by the sounds of congratulatory laughter.
Grissom was seated at the table and Catherine was hugging Warrick. "That's wonderful Warrick. Have you set a date yet?" she asked, breaking their embrace.
"Not yet." He turned as he noticed Nick and Sara as the doorway.
Nicky, Sara." The smile on his face was bright enough to light the room itself.
"Did we interrupt something?" Sara asked.
"Just my announcing my engagement."
"Warrick, that's great," Sara responded, hugging him. "I'm so happy for you and Shawna."
"That's great man," Nick added, grasping Warrick's hand. "But I thought you planned that for this weekend."
"Well, you know what they say about best laid plans." Warrick pulled out a chair and sat down. "I saw you and Sara come in, holding hands." A mischievous twinkle was growing in his eyes.
"Oh man, you're stealing my thunder." Nick leaned back in his chair, shaking his head.
"That's not hard to do Nicky, my boy," Warrick laughed.
"Ouch." Nick feigned a hurt expression.
Sara and Catherine stood together, laughing quietly at the banter between Nick and Warrick, all the while Grissom sat quietly looking over their case load for the night.
"Okay, everybody," he said, putting an end to Nick and Warrick's fun. They all turned their attention towards Grissom, knowing it was time to get serious.
"Nick and Sara, a body was found at the airport on the runway," Grissom handed them some papers.
"What else is there tonight?" Sara questioned.
"A body in the alley behind Margie's Diner, Catherine and I will take that." He stood up to join Catherine.
"That's not good advertising for the food," Nick smirked.
"Nick!" Sara lightly smacked him on the back of the head.
"What?" He reached up and rubbed his head, even though it didn't hurt. "Can't a guy have some fun?"
"Oh, we'll have some fun later." She left the room and headed for the parking lot.
"Ooooh, fun later, now that's what a guy likes to hear." Nick pushed himself up from the chair and followed after Sara. "See you later guys."
Warrick was shaking his head and was having trouble controlling his laughter. "Nicky, Nicky, Nicky."
"Okay Warrick, unless we need you, you need to finish up your paperwork since you'll be off later." Grissom headed for the door, Catherine was behind him.
"I'm on it." Warrick reached for a file and began what he thought would be a long, boring night.
~~~~~~~
I watch as the Tahoes pull out of the parking lot. Four left, one remains. I look at the envelope lying beside me. It must be delivered, but is it too risky. He might see me, recognize me. But even if he doesn't, the security cameras. What to do. I must put the first step in motion.
"May I help you?" the receptionist looked up at the teenager standing in front of her.
"Yea, I'm supposed to deliver this here." He handed her an envelope with Grissom's name on it.
Bits and pieces. Images of their lives. They will be fearful when they see how close I've been to them already. The fear I will bring them will eat at their very soul. They won't know who to trust, even each other. Ahhhhhh, I only wish I could see their faces and watch the horror fill their eyes.
~~~~~
They pulled in the parking lot of the crime lab. The moonlight glistening off the hood of their vehicle.
They had driven in silence, each not wanting to disturb the others thoughts as they contemplated what would happen next. But Nick already had a plan for that.
"Shall we make it official," he leaned across to the passenger side and kissed Sara lightly on the cheek.
"What?" she responded, not quite sure what he meant. "Make what official?"
"Us." Nick was smiling now. "Make us official. I want everyone to know about us."
"Nick, I think they already suspect we're seeing each other."
"That's just it, they suspect. I want them to know, hell, I want to stand on top of the building and shout it to the world. Nick Stokes loves Sara Sidle."
Sara leaned back in her seat and let out a hearty laugh. "Oh Nick."
"What?" Nick laughed.
"I believe you would do just that. You might even put it on a sign on the strip."
"Hey, don't give me any ideas."
They exited the car and headed for the doors as a cloud covered the moon over their heads, indicating the gloom that lay ahead. "So what did you have in mind for now?"
"This will do for a start." Nick reached down and took Sara's hand in his as he reached to open the door. They walked in, hand in hand, Nick smiling from ear to ear, Sara slightly embarrassed by the looks they received as they made their way to the breakroom.
They passed Greg outside his lab, he noticed they were holding hands and a look of sadness came over his face. A look that said he realized Sara was now spoken for. "Hi guys," he managed to blurt out.
"Greggo," Nick replied as he made a quarter turn and slapped Greg on the back with his free hand as they continued on their way down the hall.
Greg reentered his lab and sat back down at his microscope. "Some guys have all the luck," he said, reaching to turn the volume up on the stereo to the point that the windows were literally vibrating to the beat.
"After you," Nick opened the door to the break room. "Evening everybody, Sara and I..." He was interrupted
by the sounds of congratulatory laughter.
Grissom was seated at the table and Catherine was hugging Warrick. "That's wonderful Warrick. Have you set a date yet?" she asked, breaking their embrace.
"Not yet." He turned as he noticed Nick and Sara as the doorway.
Nicky, Sara." The smile on his face was bright enough to light the room itself.
"Did we interrupt something?" Sara asked.
"Just my announcing my engagement."
"Warrick, that's great," Sara responded, hugging him. "I'm so happy for you and Shawna."
"That's great man," Nick added, grasping Warrick's hand. "But I thought you planned that for this weekend."
"Well, you know what they say about best laid plans." Warrick pulled out a chair and sat down. "I saw you and Sara come in, holding hands." A mischievous twinkle was growing in his eyes.
"Oh man, you're stealing my thunder." Nick leaned back in his chair, shaking his head.
"That's not hard to do Nicky, my boy," Warrick laughed.
"Ouch." Nick feigned a hurt expression.
Sara and Catherine stood together, laughing quietly at the banter between Nick and Warrick, all the while Grissom sat quietly looking over their case load for the night.
"Okay, everybody," he said, putting an end to Nick and Warrick's fun. They all turned their attention towards Grissom, knowing it was time to get serious.
"Nick and Sara, a body was found at the airport on the runway," Grissom handed them some papers.
"What else is there tonight?" Sara questioned.
"A body in the alley behind Margie's Diner, Catherine and I will take that." He stood up to join Catherine.
"That's not good advertising for the food," Nick smirked.
"Nick!" Sara lightly smacked him on the back of the head.
"What?" He reached up and rubbed his head, even though it didn't hurt. "Can't a guy have some fun?"
"Oh, we'll have some fun later." She left the room and headed for the parking lot.
"Ooooh, fun later, now that's what a guy likes to hear." Nick pushed himself up from the chair and followed after Sara. "See you later guys."
Warrick was shaking his head and was having trouble controlling his laughter. "Nicky, Nicky, Nicky."
"Okay Warrick, unless we need you, you need to finish up your paperwork since you'll be off later." Grissom headed for the door, Catherine was behind him.
"I'm on it." Warrick reached for a file and began what he thought would be a long, boring night.
~~~~~~~
I watch as the Tahoes pull out of the parking lot. Four left, one remains. I look at the envelope lying beside me. It must be delivered, but is it too risky. He might see me, recognize me. But even if he doesn't, the security cameras. What to do. I must put the first step in motion.
"May I help you?" the receptionist looked up at the teenager standing in front of her.
"Yea, I'm supposed to deliver this here." He handed her an envelope with Grissom's name on it.