An: This is based on something I was talking to a friend about.

Angels Among Us - Warrick

It was raining when the call came in. Five car pileup outside the city. Grissom sighed. He hated multiple cases. He silently walked to the layout. "Guys."

Everyone looked up at him.

"We have 401B times five." Grissom said putting a folder on the table. "I am aware that Catherine and Sara are on a case. Nick, Warrick, you two are going with me. I have no information besides its five cars."

"Right." Nick said standing up.

"Lets go." Warrick said getting up and heading to the locker room and got his case.

He met Grissom and Nick in the parking lot. They got into the Tahoe and drove to the scene. When they arrived it was still a rescue operation on one car. The jaws of life were being used to get a person out of a car. The three of them stood there silently for a few moments. Grissom broke the silence.

"Nick, go talk to the EMT's. We need to know if anyone is alive. Warrick, Start down there. Skids, glass, oil, anything. I'll start up here." Grissom sighed. He hated these nights.

Nick walked over to one of the EMT's.

"Nine dead, three critical." The man said.

"Thank you sir." Nick said walking back to Grissom. "Nine dead, Three critical."

"Right. Start up there. I think it was a head on collision first." Grissom said pointing towards the front of the scene.

"Got it." Nick said going that way.

Warrick found 3 sets of fresh skid marks. Took pictures and worked his way to a car. He looked around and started to work. The car was crushed between a semi and a SUV He noticed something. Blood, pooled under the car, not from the drivers seat. He stuck his head through the broken window. He looked around with his mini-lite and noticed something. Between the drivers seat and the back seat on the floor there was something small. "Must be a doll." Warrick said softly. It moved. Warrick's eyes widened. "I need a medic!" He yelled. He looked around. No one was coming. "Hold on, Sweetheart. I'll get help." Warrick said to the figure. He took off for the rescue team. "I found a little girl!" Warrick panted as he reached the medics. "In the car between the semi and the explorer. She's alive." The Rescue Crew ran towards the car. Warrick followed. He watched as they forced open the door. They took the small girl out of the imprisonment of the car. They felt for a pulse.

"It's fading." One medic said as they started CPR.

Warrick just watched, helpless. The girl, didn't look a day over 2 years old, had blonde hair, which was red from blood. Warrick felt his heart sink as the medics looked at each other.

"She's gone." The women said softly.

Warrick thought his heart had stopped. The medic's looked at each other and took the gurney, with the body of the girl, away from the car. Warrick just stood there. "If only." He said softly. He looked to the car, to where Grissom was, to where Nick was, to the sky. "Why?" He asked softly. He sighed and began to work.

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After 6 hours they were done collecting evidence. Warrick seemed distant.

"Warrick?" Grissom asked as they walked back towards the Tahoe.

"What is it Griss?" Warrick asked not looking up from the ground.

"What happened? Your not yourself." Grissom asked.

"I found a girl." Warrick said.

"I thought they cleared the scene before we got here." Nick said looking at Grissom and Warrick.

"So did I." Grissom said. "Explain."

"She was caught between the drivers seat and the back seat. She was on the floor." Warrick said softly looking up. "I thought she was a doll. I started to work, and she moved. I called for a Medic. I had to run and get one. She died after they got her out of the car. I watched this."

Nick looked at Warrick. He knew this was not going to be easy for him.

"Warrick. When we get back, take the rest of the shift off. Ok?" Grissom said as the three got into the Tahoe.

"Yes sir." Warrick said softly. He looked out the window at the scene one more time. 'Why? Why did this happen to her?' He asked himself.

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Warrick left after they got back. He needed to go somewhere. It was almost sun up. He sighed. He decided to go to the cemetery. To talk to his mother. She had died when he was seven. He pulled his Tahoe onto a small street that went through the cemetery. He got out and began the walk to his mothers grave. He sighed when he reached it. He crouched down to the headstone. He began to speak softly.

"Hey mom. It's Warrick. I had a hard night. Just thought I'd come talk to you for a while. Grissom, he's my boss, gave me the rest the night off. We worked a car accident. I found a girl. She died after the medics got her out. It reminded me of your accident. She looked two. I don't know her real age. She was beautiful. Blonde hair. So small. Why did it happen? Do you know Mom? I keep waiting for an answer, but I get nothing but my thoughts. I wish you were here right now. Grams says hello. I hope, I see you again some day. I really miss you Mom. Keep an eye on me and my friends. Mostly Greg, he's been having some problems lately. Needs an angel on his shoulder. I love you Mom. I have to go. I'll come back next week. Bye." Warrick stood back up and began to walk towards a different headstone.

It belonged to one of his friends. She died in a car accident also.

"Hey Am's, it's me. I just stopped by to talk to Mom so I thought I'd see you too. Had a tough case tonight. Five car pileup. 10 dead. I found a little girl. She was about 2. She was crushed in the car. Kinda like you were. I miss you Amy. Wish you were here. I bet I sound crazy for talking to you like this. I've been thinking about why I joined CSI. It was for you. I know it was just an accident, but I always thought there was more to your case. Amy, I really miss you. Watch out for me and my friends. Keep an eye on Greg. He needs more watching then I do. Miss you, Love you, Bye." He sighed and walked back to his Tahoe.

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Warrick walked into work that night. He was silent. He walked straight to Grissom's office. "Griss?"

Grissom looked up. "Come in."

"I, uh, I want to be taken off the case." Warrick said as he entered the office.

"Why?" Grissom asked looking confused.

"My mother died in a car accident, my best friend died in car accident. I can't work this case." Warrick said sitting in a chair infront of Grissom's desk.

"All right. I understand. I will get you a new case when something comes in." Grissom said looking at Warrick. "You ok?"

"I've been thinking about things. Thinking about why I work here. I almost called you this morning and said I was quitting. I re-evaluated myself. I think this made me stronger. But, thanks for taking me from the case." Warrick said sighing.

"It's not a problem Warrick. If you ever need to talk, my doors always open." Grissom said as Warrick got up.

"I know Griss. Thank you." Warrick said as he walked out of Grissom's office.

Grissom just sat there for a moment. "Car accidents. It brings people out of their shells." He said to himself as he turned to a picture on his desk. "Right hun?" Grissom picked the picture up. It was of a young women, the picture was old but you could still see the colors. Her hair was blonde shoulder length, bright blue eyes, about 5'4. Next to her was a young man, with blue eyes and brown hair. Grissom sighed. The picture was of him and his fiancée. Taken hours before she died in a car accident. He kissed the picture and stood up. He turned to his door. He thought he heard voices say, 'It does.' He smiled, turned off the lights and shut the door.