A/N: I'd like to take the opportunity here to say a huge thanks to those
of you who replied. Your support means a lot to me and well with that
said, now I'm going to move on to something I learned from my pal Sylphide
- Thanks for that!!!!!
Replies:
Grissom - Sara4ever: I thought Gris in shining armour would be kool too!! But it was mostly the fact that I have to write a uni essay on King Arthur that gave me the idea.
Ann (bitter42): Thanks for the nice comments and yeh, I've always loved medieval gowns - I had one for my year 12 formal!!!
Saryn: Glad you enjoyed my attempted humour, I do try my best - and the book Sara threw was soft, only it was her definition of soft, not ours!!!! lol Sometimes my humour doesn't always work but hey, I do try : ) I liked that part in the first chappie too!!! It was one of my finer moments. And I did see Merlin. Of all the King Arthur movies, it is my fave. I love it!!!!
Peggie: I do occasionally emerge from the gutter once in a while!!!! I have youngsters to think about too : ) As for Gris being Merlin, well I've taken this into consideration as I'd sorta thought about this once I'd posted the story but nothing is concrete yet (but really, I have only just written the 2nd chapter so bare with me!). He may well become Merlin yet but not in this chapter. Keep the replies coming and I might just change my mind hehehe.
Juliet: The Le Morte d'Arthur stuff came from the essay I have to write coz in it I have to discuss how Arthurian legend changed throughout the centuries and well Mallory is my fave interpretation of it. I also love Tennyson's Idylls of the King too but I won't go into all this here : )
Danielle: Ah my Internet friend what can I say??? How about you got ideas pumping through this brain of mine and for that I thank you. "WHAT!!! YOU HAVE A BRAIN NOW!!!??!!" I hear you say lol As to the Greek deities and stuff, well I've already written 2 pages about that (so no-one had better steal my idea!!!) and well, Gris as Zeus is very tempting and Sara as Aphrodite - well I'll have to think about that. If anyone has any ideas I'm more than willing to listen to them. But more about all this when I post it. Oh BTW, Dani is the author of a kool story called "A Victim" so get and read it coz it's great!!!!!!
Aria: Well I might expand the UST but so far I have no idea as to where this story is going. I only write and post one chappie at a time. So at the moment, chapter 3 doesn't exist. I'll just have to wait and see what my hand writes next time hey lol.
Auntof19: Well as I said earlier, I'm not sure about whether or not to make Gris Merlin but the idea of him changing characters is aroused in this chapter (read on to find out!!) But nothing is certain yet. I'm working on the next chapter now but so far nothing.
Sylphide: Hey there my L&O: CI pal!!! How you doing?? Better yet, how's that fic coming on?? Syl's the author of a brilliant fic called "Lost" over in the Law & Order: CI section so once you've read my next instalment and reviewed it, get on over there and read it!!!! Well there's my bit of friendly propaganda for the day!!! lol I'm definitely going to give you a few characters to open up a can on but at the moment there's no one has been introduced but from the description of the crime scene, you'll hate them already!!!!! It's pretty gruesome. Sara as Guinevere hey... I never really thought of that but yeh I spose it could work. I just thought she'd make a better Morgan tho. Plus, I thought Cat would make a better medieval slut than Sara, given her past (and yes I do know that she only danced!!!). But well, nothing is concrete yet. Plus I don't even know if this will end up a romance fic or not, coz at the moment I have no idea on where this story is going. You'll just have to wait and see. More of your story too will make me write mine faster too!!! Ha ha ha ha Don't you just love blackmail??!!!! : )
Cranberry Ramen: I've never seen the entire Monty Python and the Holy Grail coz I've never had time but hopefully I'll be able to put it in here somewhere. But it's a promise to you that I'll try to put it in somewhere. I'm already getting some ideas as to where it could fit but so far that's all.
A/N: Yeh yeh I know I talk too much so here's the story. Hope you all enjoy it.
Disclaimer: It's in the first chapter you fools!!!! Look there coz I'm not writing another one.
Dedication: I'd like to dedicate this story to Danielle and Sylphide coz they both inspired me to write and without them this fic wouldn't be here. Thanks guys you're the best Internet friends anyone could ask for. Hope you all enjoy this as much as I had fun writing it. Kudos to you to coz you truly are great writers. Keep the new work coming!!!!!!
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As Grissom and Sara drive out to their crime scene, which happens to be pretty far away and since I'm not from America, I'm not even going to remotely try and find a place which, would suit this, they both sit in an uncomfortable silence. Gris, who is driving as usual, coz I don't think I've really ever seen Sara drive (those egotistical bastards!!!!), occasionally glances over to Sara who is looking at everything but him. All he can do is drive the car and silently wonder what the hell he's done wrong this time. Sara must have chosen this moment to say something as she's now facing him with an odd expression on her face.
"Did you say something Sara?" Grissom asks. "Because if you did, you'll have to repeat it as I didn't hear what you said." He says this to the back of her head because she has turned to face the window once again.
Sara just shakes her head and turns to face him once again (don't most people look at the person they're talking too?? It's called etiquette the last time I checked or have they changed this on me now!!!) and says, "All I said was that I can't really picture you as being King Arthur. That's all."
He takes his eyes off the road and quickly glances at the woman beside him (minus 2 points from his license!!!!!!!). All he can say to her is, "Why not? What's wrong with me being Arthur?" He has a hurt tone in his voice but being Grissom, it is disguised extremely well.
"I just thought you'd make a better Merlin that's all," replies Sara with a grin on her face. Her eyes were sparkling cheekily and Grissom was wondering what she was up to.
"Well, you see me as Merlin," he says with mock hurt. "And I see me as Arthur and you as Guinevere not the sorceress Morgan." The look he receives from Sara tells him that she is confused so he continues. "You'd have made a much better Guinevere than Catherine."
Sara snorts at his last comment and looks well and truly offended. "Are you saying that I could play the role of a medieval slut better than Catherine? I thought that with her past, the role of Guinevere would be best suited to her."
Grissom had dug a deep hole for himself and with his lack of Arthurian knowledge and hopelessness with words and communicating, climbing out of it was going to prove a challenge. "Umm... no... Sara... What I was trying to say is that I'm sure there are other more feminine roles for you to play but with my lack of knowledge on the subject, I just couldn't name any more for you." 'Nice recovery,' he thought to himself.
"Well Gris," Sara starts to point out. "In all 'older' stories there is always a shortage of females characters and well, I happen to like Morgan. She's an interesting strong lead role in all the versions. To put it bluntly, she's cool."
"Ok ok," Grissom retreats glad to have found a way out of this. "I might further think about who I want to go as but in order to do that, I'm going to have to hit the books."
The look Sara gets in her eyes tells Grissom that she's thinking of something. When the expression on her face lights up the Tahoe like a mag lite, Grissom can tell that whatever idea she was formulating, it has just been completed. "You could see if Nicky wants to swap with you. He'd be more than co-operative and besides, he could always dress up as Uther, Galahad or even Pericaval."
There is nothing for Grissom to do other than look astonished at her knowledge on the subject. When he really stops to think about it, he realises that all his CSI's seem to be very highly educated on the topic. Was there a compulsory seminar he had forgotten to attend??? He didn't know but he figured he'd better say something to Sara, as it appeared she was waiting for him to say something. "What can I say Sara? I might just see Nick about that. But if Nick's not going to be Arthur, who will?"
Silence fills the Tahoe as Sara scrounges around for answer. Suddenly she blurts out, "Brass!!" This is followed by laughter from both the Tahoe's occupants. "I'd pay good money to see that," Sara continues nearly out of breath. Once the laughter has died down some, Sara finally asks the question she has been wanting ask all evening. "Hey Gris?"
"Hmmm," is the reply she gets.
"You never did tell us why you got us all the entire night off," she continues. "What else do you have planned for all of us?"
He turns and glances at her with a grin plastered to his face. "I never could keep things from you could I grasshopper?"
"Come on Gris, stop stalling and give me a straight answer for once," says Sara who is getting frustrated with his beating around the bush. (It's an Australian expression so don't worry if you don't get it. All it means is well to put it bluntly, beating around the bush means that person is stalling.)
"Well here we are," he says. At Sara's blank looks he continues. "Our crime scene. We've arrived."
"Oh come on Gris just tell me," Sara pushes as she tries once more to get the answer out of him.
"Not now Sara," he simply states. "We have a crime scene to process so let's go." He grabs his field kit and Sara does the same and saunters after him not very happy that he never told her his plans.
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Heading somewhere in Vegas, two males and one female are having a similar conversation. However the main focus of this discussion is about the reasons Grissom gave them all the night off.
"I think he has some sort of ulterior motive," states Catherine. "I all the years I've been working with him, he's never got us off on any holiday, let alone Halloween."
Nick chuckles at her comment and says, "You know Cat, I think I'm gunna have to side with you on this. Maybe we could get Sara to find out what he has planned."
Warrick, who was stuck driving because Catherine likes being chauffeured around and because Nick has always preferred the back seat (Peggie that was for you!!!!) pipes up and says, "Just what are you twp planning now? Coz I want in on it."
The blonde woman laughs and says, "Warrick, we're not planning anything yet. We're simply saying that if we want to find out stuff about Gris, then Sara's the one to do it."
"What makes you think that Grissom will spill to Sara?" Nick interjects by poking his head between the two front seats. "Just because they're like two peas in a pod doesn't mean that Gris will share his secrets with her."
All of a sudden the Tahoe grinds to a halt and Warrick adds, "I'd like to know that myself but it's going to have to wait coz we're here at the crime scene."
All three of them look out the window at the building in front of them. From the outside it looks just like any other restaurant but the three of them have no idea on what's in store for them as they enter the building. They all grab their field kits and head toward the entrance. As they arrive and take their first look around, they are totally shocked by what they see. Have you ever heard the saying 'don't judge a book by its cover?' Well that's one piece of advice the three of them should have listened to because this was no ordinary restaurant. There was a dead body with half a head just lying in the middle of a bare floor. No tables, chairs or anything to be seen. This first body was of a young Caucasian male and most of his head had been blown away.
"Do we have a murder weapon?" Warrick asks Brass.
Brass looks from Warrick to the body and says, "Well no weapon has been found and no shell casings either, however the ME says that given the extent of his injuries, the weapon used was probably a shotgun. And for the kid to have lost half his head like that, the gun would have been at point blank range to his skull."
"Poor kid," Nick, says. "He never would have seen it coming. So what, the killer picked up after himself if no shell casings were found?"
"Looks like it," Brass says.
"Nick you stay here and process this part," Catherine orders. "Brass, show me and Warrick where the other two bodies are."
Brass turns on his heels and heads towards the back with Catherine and Warrick following closely behind. He stops short of the door and speaks to them both before allowing them to continue. "I must warn you both that this really isn't pretty." He steps aside and lets them both take their first look at the back room. 'Isn't pretty' was an understatement. This back room resembles that of a slaughterhouse and for those of you who have never been inside one, it's really... well...'not pretty.' It is extremely gruesome and not for the faint hearted as blood literally coats the four walls like thick red paint. As for the two bodies, well both Catherine and Warrick can't see where one starts and the other finishes. There are bits everywhere and I do mean bits. Both the bodies have been finely diced and have been strategically tossed throughout the room. Even the heads and skulls have been diced. The only evidence that there is indeed only two bodies in the room are the four eyeballs, which, have been pinned to each of the four walls using darts. Each eye has been pierced through the centre and stuck firmly to the walls. Whoever had done this must have some serious guts to be able to perform something this gross as even Catherine and Warrick, who are trained CSI's and who deal with this sort of stuff on a daily basis had difficulty scanning the room.
Once the queasiness had semi-passed, Catherine spoke up. "It was the number of eyes which led everyone to the conclusion that there are only two bodies in here wasn't it?"
"You got it in one Cath," replies Brass. "However it is up to you all to determine the exact number of people in here. I'll leave you to it." And then he was gone.
Catherine and Warrick set to work taking photos of absolutely everything. By the time they had finished, the two of them must have gone through over one hundred rolls of film. With that done, their next job was to collect everything and bag it all. This was going to be a very time consuming and tedious job but it had to be done, as evidence is time sensitive. After about an hour of collecting bits, Catherine was interrupted by Warrick saying, "Judging by this bit, I'd say that at least one of the victims in here is male." He held up the bag for Catherine to see and sure enough, in it was the tip of a mans most precious belonging. (Use your imagine folks coz I don't want to have to spell it out for you all lol)
Before she could answer, a movement at the door disrupted her. It was Nick. "Whoa what on earth happened in here?" Catherine noticed that he looked a little green but because both he and Warrick have this 'male pride' thing going, she decided not to comment. Instead she simply asked him to help them both with the collection of the remaining bits and pieces. Finally after like what seems to be millions of hours later, they have completed collecting everything and all the samples of the blood on the walls has also been collected. As quickly as they all can, they pack up and head out to their Tahoe. None of them wants to stay in that hellhole any longer than need be, and seriously, who could blame them. Their night however is far from over as they still have all that evidence to process once they return to CSI Headquarters. They certainly have their work cut out for them and they are all exhausted and look like zombies. That's how tired they all are.
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A/N: Sorry about the gross factor of the chapter but hey, that's how my mind works and well I can't help it. I'm one sick and twisted little crazy girl. Now I know I've been watching too much CSI if I can come up with these types of things without being grossed out with them. I hope the next chapter will be posted soon and I also hope that it will move along a bit more quickly than this one too coz I don't think this chapter is very good so lemme know what you all think and if you all hate it, then I'm definitely going to re-write it. So come on and post those reviews.
Replies:
Grissom - Sara4ever: I thought Gris in shining armour would be kool too!! But it was mostly the fact that I have to write a uni essay on King Arthur that gave me the idea.
Ann (bitter42): Thanks for the nice comments and yeh, I've always loved medieval gowns - I had one for my year 12 formal!!!
Saryn: Glad you enjoyed my attempted humour, I do try my best - and the book Sara threw was soft, only it was her definition of soft, not ours!!!! lol Sometimes my humour doesn't always work but hey, I do try : ) I liked that part in the first chappie too!!! It was one of my finer moments. And I did see Merlin. Of all the King Arthur movies, it is my fave. I love it!!!!
Peggie: I do occasionally emerge from the gutter once in a while!!!! I have youngsters to think about too : ) As for Gris being Merlin, well I've taken this into consideration as I'd sorta thought about this once I'd posted the story but nothing is concrete yet (but really, I have only just written the 2nd chapter so bare with me!). He may well become Merlin yet but not in this chapter. Keep the replies coming and I might just change my mind hehehe.
Juliet: The Le Morte d'Arthur stuff came from the essay I have to write coz in it I have to discuss how Arthurian legend changed throughout the centuries and well Mallory is my fave interpretation of it. I also love Tennyson's Idylls of the King too but I won't go into all this here : )
Danielle: Ah my Internet friend what can I say??? How about you got ideas pumping through this brain of mine and for that I thank you. "WHAT!!! YOU HAVE A BRAIN NOW!!!??!!" I hear you say lol As to the Greek deities and stuff, well I've already written 2 pages about that (so no-one had better steal my idea!!!) and well, Gris as Zeus is very tempting and Sara as Aphrodite - well I'll have to think about that. If anyone has any ideas I'm more than willing to listen to them. But more about all this when I post it. Oh BTW, Dani is the author of a kool story called "A Victim" so get and read it coz it's great!!!!!!
Aria: Well I might expand the UST but so far I have no idea as to where this story is going. I only write and post one chappie at a time. So at the moment, chapter 3 doesn't exist. I'll just have to wait and see what my hand writes next time hey lol.
Auntof19: Well as I said earlier, I'm not sure about whether or not to make Gris Merlin but the idea of him changing characters is aroused in this chapter (read on to find out!!) But nothing is certain yet. I'm working on the next chapter now but so far nothing.
Sylphide: Hey there my L&O: CI pal!!! How you doing?? Better yet, how's that fic coming on?? Syl's the author of a brilliant fic called "Lost" over in the Law & Order: CI section so once you've read my next instalment and reviewed it, get on over there and read it!!!! Well there's my bit of friendly propaganda for the day!!! lol I'm definitely going to give you a few characters to open up a can on but at the moment there's no one has been introduced but from the description of the crime scene, you'll hate them already!!!!! It's pretty gruesome. Sara as Guinevere hey... I never really thought of that but yeh I spose it could work. I just thought she'd make a better Morgan tho. Plus, I thought Cat would make a better medieval slut than Sara, given her past (and yes I do know that she only danced!!!). But well, nothing is concrete yet. Plus I don't even know if this will end up a romance fic or not, coz at the moment I have no idea on where this story is going. You'll just have to wait and see. More of your story too will make me write mine faster too!!! Ha ha ha ha Don't you just love blackmail??!!!! : )
Cranberry Ramen: I've never seen the entire Monty Python and the Holy Grail coz I've never had time but hopefully I'll be able to put it in here somewhere. But it's a promise to you that I'll try to put it in somewhere. I'm already getting some ideas as to where it could fit but so far that's all.
A/N: Yeh yeh I know I talk too much so here's the story. Hope you all enjoy it.
Disclaimer: It's in the first chapter you fools!!!! Look there coz I'm not writing another one.
Dedication: I'd like to dedicate this story to Danielle and Sylphide coz they both inspired me to write and without them this fic wouldn't be here. Thanks guys you're the best Internet friends anyone could ask for. Hope you all enjoy this as much as I had fun writing it. Kudos to you to coz you truly are great writers. Keep the new work coming!!!!!!
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As Grissom and Sara drive out to their crime scene, which happens to be pretty far away and since I'm not from America, I'm not even going to remotely try and find a place which, would suit this, they both sit in an uncomfortable silence. Gris, who is driving as usual, coz I don't think I've really ever seen Sara drive (those egotistical bastards!!!!), occasionally glances over to Sara who is looking at everything but him. All he can do is drive the car and silently wonder what the hell he's done wrong this time. Sara must have chosen this moment to say something as she's now facing him with an odd expression on her face.
"Did you say something Sara?" Grissom asks. "Because if you did, you'll have to repeat it as I didn't hear what you said." He says this to the back of her head because she has turned to face the window once again.
Sara just shakes her head and turns to face him once again (don't most people look at the person they're talking too?? It's called etiquette the last time I checked or have they changed this on me now!!!) and says, "All I said was that I can't really picture you as being King Arthur. That's all."
He takes his eyes off the road and quickly glances at the woman beside him (minus 2 points from his license!!!!!!!). All he can say to her is, "Why not? What's wrong with me being Arthur?" He has a hurt tone in his voice but being Grissom, it is disguised extremely well.
"I just thought you'd make a better Merlin that's all," replies Sara with a grin on her face. Her eyes were sparkling cheekily and Grissom was wondering what she was up to.
"Well, you see me as Merlin," he says with mock hurt. "And I see me as Arthur and you as Guinevere not the sorceress Morgan." The look he receives from Sara tells him that she is confused so he continues. "You'd have made a much better Guinevere than Catherine."
Sara snorts at his last comment and looks well and truly offended. "Are you saying that I could play the role of a medieval slut better than Catherine? I thought that with her past, the role of Guinevere would be best suited to her."
Grissom had dug a deep hole for himself and with his lack of Arthurian knowledge and hopelessness with words and communicating, climbing out of it was going to prove a challenge. "Umm... no... Sara... What I was trying to say is that I'm sure there are other more feminine roles for you to play but with my lack of knowledge on the subject, I just couldn't name any more for you." 'Nice recovery,' he thought to himself.
"Well Gris," Sara starts to point out. "In all 'older' stories there is always a shortage of females characters and well, I happen to like Morgan. She's an interesting strong lead role in all the versions. To put it bluntly, she's cool."
"Ok ok," Grissom retreats glad to have found a way out of this. "I might further think about who I want to go as but in order to do that, I'm going to have to hit the books."
The look Sara gets in her eyes tells Grissom that she's thinking of something. When the expression on her face lights up the Tahoe like a mag lite, Grissom can tell that whatever idea she was formulating, it has just been completed. "You could see if Nicky wants to swap with you. He'd be more than co-operative and besides, he could always dress up as Uther, Galahad or even Pericaval."
There is nothing for Grissom to do other than look astonished at her knowledge on the subject. When he really stops to think about it, he realises that all his CSI's seem to be very highly educated on the topic. Was there a compulsory seminar he had forgotten to attend??? He didn't know but he figured he'd better say something to Sara, as it appeared she was waiting for him to say something. "What can I say Sara? I might just see Nick about that. But if Nick's not going to be Arthur, who will?"
Silence fills the Tahoe as Sara scrounges around for answer. Suddenly she blurts out, "Brass!!" This is followed by laughter from both the Tahoe's occupants. "I'd pay good money to see that," Sara continues nearly out of breath. Once the laughter has died down some, Sara finally asks the question she has been wanting ask all evening. "Hey Gris?"
"Hmmm," is the reply she gets.
"You never did tell us why you got us all the entire night off," she continues. "What else do you have planned for all of us?"
He turns and glances at her with a grin plastered to his face. "I never could keep things from you could I grasshopper?"
"Come on Gris, stop stalling and give me a straight answer for once," says Sara who is getting frustrated with his beating around the bush. (It's an Australian expression so don't worry if you don't get it. All it means is well to put it bluntly, beating around the bush means that person is stalling.)
"Well here we are," he says. At Sara's blank looks he continues. "Our crime scene. We've arrived."
"Oh come on Gris just tell me," Sara pushes as she tries once more to get the answer out of him.
"Not now Sara," he simply states. "We have a crime scene to process so let's go." He grabs his field kit and Sara does the same and saunters after him not very happy that he never told her his plans.
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Heading somewhere in Vegas, two males and one female are having a similar conversation. However the main focus of this discussion is about the reasons Grissom gave them all the night off.
"I think he has some sort of ulterior motive," states Catherine. "I all the years I've been working with him, he's never got us off on any holiday, let alone Halloween."
Nick chuckles at her comment and says, "You know Cat, I think I'm gunna have to side with you on this. Maybe we could get Sara to find out what he has planned."
Warrick, who was stuck driving because Catherine likes being chauffeured around and because Nick has always preferred the back seat (Peggie that was for you!!!!) pipes up and says, "Just what are you twp planning now? Coz I want in on it."
The blonde woman laughs and says, "Warrick, we're not planning anything yet. We're simply saying that if we want to find out stuff about Gris, then Sara's the one to do it."
"What makes you think that Grissom will spill to Sara?" Nick interjects by poking his head between the two front seats. "Just because they're like two peas in a pod doesn't mean that Gris will share his secrets with her."
All of a sudden the Tahoe grinds to a halt and Warrick adds, "I'd like to know that myself but it's going to have to wait coz we're here at the crime scene."
All three of them look out the window at the building in front of them. From the outside it looks just like any other restaurant but the three of them have no idea on what's in store for them as they enter the building. They all grab their field kits and head toward the entrance. As they arrive and take their first look around, they are totally shocked by what they see. Have you ever heard the saying 'don't judge a book by its cover?' Well that's one piece of advice the three of them should have listened to because this was no ordinary restaurant. There was a dead body with half a head just lying in the middle of a bare floor. No tables, chairs or anything to be seen. This first body was of a young Caucasian male and most of his head had been blown away.
"Do we have a murder weapon?" Warrick asks Brass.
Brass looks from Warrick to the body and says, "Well no weapon has been found and no shell casings either, however the ME says that given the extent of his injuries, the weapon used was probably a shotgun. And for the kid to have lost half his head like that, the gun would have been at point blank range to his skull."
"Poor kid," Nick, says. "He never would have seen it coming. So what, the killer picked up after himself if no shell casings were found?"
"Looks like it," Brass says.
"Nick you stay here and process this part," Catherine orders. "Brass, show me and Warrick where the other two bodies are."
Brass turns on his heels and heads towards the back with Catherine and Warrick following closely behind. He stops short of the door and speaks to them both before allowing them to continue. "I must warn you both that this really isn't pretty." He steps aside and lets them both take their first look at the back room. 'Isn't pretty' was an understatement. This back room resembles that of a slaughterhouse and for those of you who have never been inside one, it's really... well...'not pretty.' It is extremely gruesome and not for the faint hearted as blood literally coats the four walls like thick red paint. As for the two bodies, well both Catherine and Warrick can't see where one starts and the other finishes. There are bits everywhere and I do mean bits. Both the bodies have been finely diced and have been strategically tossed throughout the room. Even the heads and skulls have been diced. The only evidence that there is indeed only two bodies in the room are the four eyeballs, which, have been pinned to each of the four walls using darts. Each eye has been pierced through the centre and stuck firmly to the walls. Whoever had done this must have some serious guts to be able to perform something this gross as even Catherine and Warrick, who are trained CSI's and who deal with this sort of stuff on a daily basis had difficulty scanning the room.
Once the queasiness had semi-passed, Catherine spoke up. "It was the number of eyes which led everyone to the conclusion that there are only two bodies in here wasn't it?"
"You got it in one Cath," replies Brass. "However it is up to you all to determine the exact number of people in here. I'll leave you to it." And then he was gone.
Catherine and Warrick set to work taking photos of absolutely everything. By the time they had finished, the two of them must have gone through over one hundred rolls of film. With that done, their next job was to collect everything and bag it all. This was going to be a very time consuming and tedious job but it had to be done, as evidence is time sensitive. After about an hour of collecting bits, Catherine was interrupted by Warrick saying, "Judging by this bit, I'd say that at least one of the victims in here is male." He held up the bag for Catherine to see and sure enough, in it was the tip of a mans most precious belonging. (Use your imagine folks coz I don't want to have to spell it out for you all lol)
Before she could answer, a movement at the door disrupted her. It was Nick. "Whoa what on earth happened in here?" Catherine noticed that he looked a little green but because both he and Warrick have this 'male pride' thing going, she decided not to comment. Instead she simply asked him to help them both with the collection of the remaining bits and pieces. Finally after like what seems to be millions of hours later, they have completed collecting everything and all the samples of the blood on the walls has also been collected. As quickly as they all can, they pack up and head out to their Tahoe. None of them wants to stay in that hellhole any longer than need be, and seriously, who could blame them. Their night however is far from over as they still have all that evidence to process once they return to CSI Headquarters. They certainly have their work cut out for them and they are all exhausted and look like zombies. That's how tired they all are.
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A/N: Sorry about the gross factor of the chapter but hey, that's how my mind works and well I can't help it. I'm one sick and twisted little crazy girl. Now I know I've been watching too much CSI if I can come up with these types of things without being grossed out with them. I hope the next chapter will be posted soon and I also hope that it will move along a bit more quickly than this one too coz I don't think this chapter is very good so lemme know what you all think and if you all hate it, then I'm definitely going to re-write it. So come on and post those reviews.