Seeing Double
Rating: PG - 13
Pairing G/S (possible A/N) Category: Angst and Romance/Drama Summary: Grissom has something on his mind and a special visitor arrives in Las Vegas, who brings back bad memories. (The rest of the gang discovers a secret from Sara and Grissom's past.) Disclaimer: God I wish I owned CSI: Crime Scene Investigation, but I don't and never will so I'll settle for watching it religiously and hope it never ends. Notes: I've tried to put this one together from a sudden idea and urge to try and put it into a story that sounds fun and is enjoyable to read. It's completely different from my other fanfic's except for (G/S) so please send reviews if you wish to read more (G/S) based stories. They're fun to write.
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Chapter 1
When the Sun sets in Las Vegas it's supposed to be beautiful site, something never to miss, but tonight was different. The sky was so gloomy and foggy; it didn't look like Vegas at all. From a distance it looked like a scene from a movie, with the fog low in the sky, sending little droplets of condensations from the heat, sailing back down to settle softly on the ground.
Cars flew pass the stretched out yellow tape only metres from the roadside. Las Vegas Police Troopers lined the embankment, keeping guard whilst the scientist's worked the odd crime scene. At the bottom of the steep drop, discards littered the ground. Larger rubbish lay against dying trees.
Amongst that larger rubbish sat an old freezer. Inside this freezer was something no one would ever want to witness finding, let alone ever come across. The stench was unbearable. Three troopers had already ran from the crime scene and thrown up from the smell and one other from looking in the freezer itself.
One tall male CSI walked the perimeter with the aid of a trooper, while the older male and younger female CSI collected evidence from around the area of the freezer. Neither wanted to open the heavy metal coffin until the last possible moment, so it was left to process last.
The captain of the homicide department had already briefed them on their arrival. A homeless male discovered the contents of the broken freezer looking for things to scavenge.
"GRISSOM." Warrick Brown yelled from the other side of the rubbish-ridden land. He stood by a chicken wire fence that seemed to be missing a rather large section, which was no where to be seen. Grissom walked over to him shining his flashlight across the floor being sure not to miss anything or destroy by trampling it.
"You find something?" Warrick pointed at the hole in the fence and Grissom ran the light over the hole and around the edges. "Looks like it was cut with pliers. See the ruff edges?" Grissom swapped his flashlight to his other hand and showed Warrick by running his gloved hand over the ruff but sharp spikes.
"OUCH, DAMN IT" Warrick looked over Grissom's shoulder causing him to turn to see a trooper run in the direction he just left Sara.
Grissom turned back to Warrick. "We'll take in the fence and examine it, just in case. I'll go and see what's happening." Grissom started off back the way he came.
"Sure Griss." Warrick looked the fence up and down then the length either side and groaned. It was going to take a couple of hours to get the fence back to the lab.
Grissom walked further away from Warrick and soon came to see the freezer again and Sara. As he approached he noticed the trooper helping Sara. "What's going on here?" Grissom walked around the trooper to stop dead in his tracks at the site of Sara's bleeding arm. He quickly took her arm and place pressure above the wound. "Get the first aid kit from my car and call an ambulance." He told the trooper who instantly ran off to get the kit and phone for medical assistance. Grissom looked at the wound and grimaced.
"Lots of blood." Sara stated as she looked at the wound. She tried to place her hand instinctively over it, but Grissom pulled it softly away.
"Sara don't, just stay still." Grissom looked closely and saw two distinct marks as he wiped the blood away with his shirtsleeve also noting she'd cut her arm when reflexively retracting her arm from the predator.
"Damn snake. I didn't even see it." Sara winced as he wiped the blood away again.
"Sorry." Grissom looked up at her and saw her trying to fight back the tears. He cupped her face to get her to focus on his eyes. "It's ok."
Sara tried to smile through the pain, but failed. "It hurts Griss."
"I know it does, just hold in there." He tried to reassure her in a soft caring tone. Grissom felt like he'd been punched in the stomach, at the sight of her pain shown in her eyes. He gently stroked her cheek with his thumb and smiled to try and comfort her.
The trooper ran over to them and handed Grissom the first aid box. "Ambulance on its way e.t.a. 3 minutes." Grissom took the box and guided Sara to a place to sit down.
Grissom opened the box with one hand while the other still held pressure to the wound. He fished out what he needed and turned back to her. "Sara I need you to apply pressure to your upper arm for me ok?" Sara nodded and complied, wincing as she squeezed. Grissom worked quickly, administering what first aid he had to, following the instructions for snakebites to the letter. The EMT's approached them and took over.
Sara was injected with anti-venom and advised to go home. Grissom wanted to take her, but the crime scene still needed processing. The trooper who helped her offered to take her home and keep an eye on her for a while. Warrick was concerned about her and tried to offer, but Grissom needed him to help process and finish collecting the fence.
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Rating: PG - 13
Pairing G/S (possible A/N) Category: Angst and Romance/Drama Summary: Grissom has something on his mind and a special visitor arrives in Las Vegas, who brings back bad memories. (The rest of the gang discovers a secret from Sara and Grissom's past.) Disclaimer: God I wish I owned CSI: Crime Scene Investigation, but I don't and never will so I'll settle for watching it religiously and hope it never ends. Notes: I've tried to put this one together from a sudden idea and urge to try and put it into a story that sounds fun and is enjoyable to read. It's completely different from my other fanfic's except for (G/S) so please send reviews if you wish to read more (G/S) based stories. They're fun to write.
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Chapter 1
When the Sun sets in Las Vegas it's supposed to be beautiful site, something never to miss, but tonight was different. The sky was so gloomy and foggy; it didn't look like Vegas at all. From a distance it looked like a scene from a movie, with the fog low in the sky, sending little droplets of condensations from the heat, sailing back down to settle softly on the ground.
Cars flew pass the stretched out yellow tape only metres from the roadside. Las Vegas Police Troopers lined the embankment, keeping guard whilst the scientist's worked the odd crime scene. At the bottom of the steep drop, discards littered the ground. Larger rubbish lay against dying trees.
Amongst that larger rubbish sat an old freezer. Inside this freezer was something no one would ever want to witness finding, let alone ever come across. The stench was unbearable. Three troopers had already ran from the crime scene and thrown up from the smell and one other from looking in the freezer itself.
One tall male CSI walked the perimeter with the aid of a trooper, while the older male and younger female CSI collected evidence from around the area of the freezer. Neither wanted to open the heavy metal coffin until the last possible moment, so it was left to process last.
The captain of the homicide department had already briefed them on their arrival. A homeless male discovered the contents of the broken freezer looking for things to scavenge.
"GRISSOM." Warrick Brown yelled from the other side of the rubbish-ridden land. He stood by a chicken wire fence that seemed to be missing a rather large section, which was no where to be seen. Grissom walked over to him shining his flashlight across the floor being sure not to miss anything or destroy by trampling it.
"You find something?" Warrick pointed at the hole in the fence and Grissom ran the light over the hole and around the edges. "Looks like it was cut with pliers. See the ruff edges?" Grissom swapped his flashlight to his other hand and showed Warrick by running his gloved hand over the ruff but sharp spikes.
"OUCH, DAMN IT" Warrick looked over Grissom's shoulder causing him to turn to see a trooper run in the direction he just left Sara.
Grissom turned back to Warrick. "We'll take in the fence and examine it, just in case. I'll go and see what's happening." Grissom started off back the way he came.
"Sure Griss." Warrick looked the fence up and down then the length either side and groaned. It was going to take a couple of hours to get the fence back to the lab.
Grissom walked further away from Warrick and soon came to see the freezer again and Sara. As he approached he noticed the trooper helping Sara. "What's going on here?" Grissom walked around the trooper to stop dead in his tracks at the site of Sara's bleeding arm. He quickly took her arm and place pressure above the wound. "Get the first aid kit from my car and call an ambulance." He told the trooper who instantly ran off to get the kit and phone for medical assistance. Grissom looked at the wound and grimaced.
"Lots of blood." Sara stated as she looked at the wound. She tried to place her hand instinctively over it, but Grissom pulled it softly away.
"Sara don't, just stay still." Grissom looked closely and saw two distinct marks as he wiped the blood away with his shirtsleeve also noting she'd cut her arm when reflexively retracting her arm from the predator.
"Damn snake. I didn't even see it." Sara winced as he wiped the blood away again.
"Sorry." Grissom looked up at her and saw her trying to fight back the tears. He cupped her face to get her to focus on his eyes. "It's ok."
Sara tried to smile through the pain, but failed. "It hurts Griss."
"I know it does, just hold in there." He tried to reassure her in a soft caring tone. Grissom felt like he'd been punched in the stomach, at the sight of her pain shown in her eyes. He gently stroked her cheek with his thumb and smiled to try and comfort her.
The trooper ran over to them and handed Grissom the first aid box. "Ambulance on its way e.t.a. 3 minutes." Grissom took the box and guided Sara to a place to sit down.
Grissom opened the box with one hand while the other still held pressure to the wound. He fished out what he needed and turned back to her. "Sara I need you to apply pressure to your upper arm for me ok?" Sara nodded and complied, wincing as she squeezed. Grissom worked quickly, administering what first aid he had to, following the instructions for snakebites to the letter. The EMT's approached them and took over.
Sara was injected with anti-venom and advised to go home. Grissom wanted to take her, but the crime scene still needed processing. The trooper who helped her offered to take her home and keep an eye on her for a while. Warrick was concerned about her and tried to offer, but Grissom needed him to help process and finish collecting the fence.
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