For those who have read this, I did not make any changes in the 1st
chapter, I just spaced it so continue on.
Disclaimer: None of the characters are mine *sigh* need I say more?
This is not my first ever Fanfic but it is the first one I have posted. The story starts off a little slow but bear with me. Please r/r!
"What a night!" sighed Catherine as she walked into the break room. She had finished her case. It wasn't really a "case". It was more of an accident. She found that she wasn't the only one who was finished from the night shift team.
"I agree. It has been a really long night and it's still not over. I had to process a murder tree blocks long, only to find out that they caught the guy and he confessed to the shooting." Sara was exhausted and Catherine could see it. Sara never complained about cases.
"Where are the guys?" questioned Catherine as she sat down next to Sara.
"They are still at the hit-and-run scene. Grissom told me to wait here." Sara paused and sipped her coffee. "Have you noticed anything different with Greg lately? He is acting stranger than usual."
"How so?" asked Catherine.
"Well I walked into the lab and noticed he wasn't playing his music. He seemed uptight. When I went over to ask what was wrong, he must have jump ten feet into the air. Then he started moving away from me every time I got close, and started mumbling. It was like he was trying to avoid me. He was acting weirder than usual."
Catherine was surprised to hear that Greg was acting like this. She knew that Greg had a thing for Sara. Heck, everyone in the lab knew except Sara herself. Maybe she would tell Grissom about it later.
"So, what do you think?" asked Sara, awakening Catherine from her thoughts.
"I don't know, maybe he is sick or something," responded Catherine.
*Meanwhile*
Grissom, Nick, and Warrick had processes the scene and were coming back to the lab with the evidence. The case was a hit-and-run. A 32- year old woman was shot on the side of the road down past the Vegas strip. She was shot once in her head. They lifted tire treads and pieces of glass and plastic from the middle of the street. It wasn't much to work with, but it was a start.
When they got back, Nick took the tire treads to run them through the database. Warrick took the glass and plastic. Grissom was going to examine the victim, but he needed to find Sara. He needed her help. He walked into the break room not only to find Sara, but Catherine too.
"Hey Gris," said Catherine, "Sara said that you asked her to stay here, so I waited along."
"Good, because we need both of your help." He briefed them on the case. He asked Catherine to help Warrick. Sara would help him on the vic. They left the room. Catherine headed one way, Grissom and Sara went the other.
Sara talked to Grissom about Greg's behavior as they passed the DNA lab where they saw him working.
"I dunno what's wrong. I think he is avoiding me," said Sara as they continued down the hall. Grissom pondered this. They reached their destination. They walked in to see Al examining the body.
"So, what have you got for us today Al?" asked Sara while putting on her apron and gloves.
"Well, it seems before she was shot, she sustained multiple leg fractures straight across her legs as if she were hit by a car. She also received what seems to be spinal damage. See the pattern on her back?" Al showed them her back. "See the unusual diamond pattern? I also pulled out the bullet from her head," he raised the tweezers to show them.
"Sara, run this down to Nick for me? He should be done those treads and I need him to get started on where the bullet came from. Then take the photos from the scene and go over them. See if you can find where she got the markings on her back. I'll swing by in a minute." Sara walked out of the room.
Grissom stayed behind and examined the leg fractures. He noticed silver specks all across the broken area. It seemed to be car paint. He bagged some of it. He thanked Al and went to give the sample to Greg. When he got to the lab, could see what Sara was talking about. There was no music raging from the boom box. Greg was sitting across the room working unusually hard.
"Greg!" The lab technician jumped. "Are you ok?"
"Yea, I'm fine. Do you need something?"
"Break this stuff down for me. I want to know everything in it."
"Ok Leave the stuff on the desk and I'll get to it in a few minutes."
"Alright, just get it to me soon. I'll be with Sara examining photos."
Greg went back to his work and Grissom went off to find Sara. She was sitting at a table in the layout room looking through the photos Nick had taken of the crime scene. She was a mess. Her hair was everywhere and her eyes were starting to look red.
They went over the pictures for an hour and found nothing. It wasn't until Greg knocked on the door that they realized how long they were there."
"Hey Gris, got your info." Greg handed him the results. "I wanted to ask if I could leave because I don't feel well. I got everything to Nick, Catherine, and Warrick that they needed."
"Sure you can go just be back here as soon as you feel better."
"Ok, Thanks." Greg left.
"Sara, you look like you could use a break."
"No, I'm fine," she responded but changed her mind when she saw the look Grissom gave her, "but I'll go get some coffee anyway."
Sara left Grissom and walked down to the break room. She opened the door to an empty room and sat down on the couch. Before she knew it, Sara fell asleep.
*2 hours later*
Grissom walked into the break room to find out what Sara had been doing. He found her sleeping on the couch. She was sleeping restlessly. He went over and woke her up.
"Go home, Sara. The shift is over and you look beat."
"Ok," she said reluctantly and got up to leave the room.
She walked into the parking lot and got in her car. She drove home and pulled up next to the curb. She got out and went to get her stuff from the back seat. Suddenly arms flew out from behind her grabbing her neck and covering her mouth. Before she could struggle against her attacker, she blacked out.
Ok the story starts off really, really slow but please wait till the next chapter. I promise it will be better. Please review! Thanks!
Disclaimer: None of the characters are mine *sigh* need I say more?
This is not my first ever Fanfic but it is the first one I have posted. The story starts off a little slow but bear with me. Please r/r!
"What a night!" sighed Catherine as she walked into the break room. She had finished her case. It wasn't really a "case". It was more of an accident. She found that she wasn't the only one who was finished from the night shift team.
"I agree. It has been a really long night and it's still not over. I had to process a murder tree blocks long, only to find out that they caught the guy and he confessed to the shooting." Sara was exhausted and Catherine could see it. Sara never complained about cases.
"Where are the guys?" questioned Catherine as she sat down next to Sara.
"They are still at the hit-and-run scene. Grissom told me to wait here." Sara paused and sipped her coffee. "Have you noticed anything different with Greg lately? He is acting stranger than usual."
"How so?" asked Catherine.
"Well I walked into the lab and noticed he wasn't playing his music. He seemed uptight. When I went over to ask what was wrong, he must have jump ten feet into the air. Then he started moving away from me every time I got close, and started mumbling. It was like he was trying to avoid me. He was acting weirder than usual."
Catherine was surprised to hear that Greg was acting like this. She knew that Greg had a thing for Sara. Heck, everyone in the lab knew except Sara herself. Maybe she would tell Grissom about it later.
"So, what do you think?" asked Sara, awakening Catherine from her thoughts.
"I don't know, maybe he is sick or something," responded Catherine.
*Meanwhile*
Grissom, Nick, and Warrick had processes the scene and were coming back to the lab with the evidence. The case was a hit-and-run. A 32- year old woman was shot on the side of the road down past the Vegas strip. She was shot once in her head. They lifted tire treads and pieces of glass and plastic from the middle of the street. It wasn't much to work with, but it was a start.
When they got back, Nick took the tire treads to run them through the database. Warrick took the glass and plastic. Grissom was going to examine the victim, but he needed to find Sara. He needed her help. He walked into the break room not only to find Sara, but Catherine too.
"Hey Gris," said Catherine, "Sara said that you asked her to stay here, so I waited along."
"Good, because we need both of your help." He briefed them on the case. He asked Catherine to help Warrick. Sara would help him on the vic. They left the room. Catherine headed one way, Grissom and Sara went the other.
Sara talked to Grissom about Greg's behavior as they passed the DNA lab where they saw him working.
"I dunno what's wrong. I think he is avoiding me," said Sara as they continued down the hall. Grissom pondered this. They reached their destination. They walked in to see Al examining the body.
"So, what have you got for us today Al?" asked Sara while putting on her apron and gloves.
"Well, it seems before she was shot, she sustained multiple leg fractures straight across her legs as if she were hit by a car. She also received what seems to be spinal damage. See the pattern on her back?" Al showed them her back. "See the unusual diamond pattern? I also pulled out the bullet from her head," he raised the tweezers to show them.
"Sara, run this down to Nick for me? He should be done those treads and I need him to get started on where the bullet came from. Then take the photos from the scene and go over them. See if you can find where she got the markings on her back. I'll swing by in a minute." Sara walked out of the room.
Grissom stayed behind and examined the leg fractures. He noticed silver specks all across the broken area. It seemed to be car paint. He bagged some of it. He thanked Al and went to give the sample to Greg. When he got to the lab, could see what Sara was talking about. There was no music raging from the boom box. Greg was sitting across the room working unusually hard.
"Greg!" The lab technician jumped. "Are you ok?"
"Yea, I'm fine. Do you need something?"
"Break this stuff down for me. I want to know everything in it."
"Ok Leave the stuff on the desk and I'll get to it in a few minutes."
"Alright, just get it to me soon. I'll be with Sara examining photos."
Greg went back to his work and Grissom went off to find Sara. She was sitting at a table in the layout room looking through the photos Nick had taken of the crime scene. She was a mess. Her hair was everywhere and her eyes were starting to look red.
They went over the pictures for an hour and found nothing. It wasn't until Greg knocked on the door that they realized how long they were there."
"Hey Gris, got your info." Greg handed him the results. "I wanted to ask if I could leave because I don't feel well. I got everything to Nick, Catherine, and Warrick that they needed."
"Sure you can go just be back here as soon as you feel better."
"Ok, Thanks." Greg left.
"Sara, you look like you could use a break."
"No, I'm fine," she responded but changed her mind when she saw the look Grissom gave her, "but I'll go get some coffee anyway."
Sara left Grissom and walked down to the break room. She opened the door to an empty room and sat down on the couch. Before she knew it, Sara fell asleep.
*2 hours later*
Grissom walked into the break room to find out what Sara had been doing. He found her sleeping on the couch. She was sleeping restlessly. He went over and woke her up.
"Go home, Sara. The shift is over and you look beat."
"Ok," she said reluctantly and got up to leave the room.
She walked into the parking lot and got in her car. She drove home and pulled up next to the curb. She got out and went to get her stuff from the back seat. Suddenly arms flew out from behind her grabbing her neck and covering her mouth. Before she could struggle against her attacker, she blacked out.
Ok the story starts off really, really slow but please wait till the next chapter. I promise it will be better. Please review! Thanks!