Title: It's never too late
Author: Melles
Disclaimer: They are not mine. Everything belongs to CBS. Summary: Grissom gets seriously injured during a investigation. G/S.
Notes: I'd like to say some words: 1. English is not
my native language. 2. I have no idea about medical treatment
(although I used to watch "ER" for 5 years!). 3. This is my
first attempt - and I'm proud of it!! 4. I don't like to get
negative reviews!!! No, just kidding. Please be honest, I'm
happy about every feedback.
Friday night, 11.40 pm
Warehouse
Gil Grissom, Catherine Willows and Nick Stokes arrived at the
crime scene. 30 minutes ago
a male body was found at a warehouse. Det. James Brass
approached them.
"Hello."
Nick and Catherine greeted back friendly. "Hi, Jim."
"What do you have for us?" Gil wanted to know.
"Male body. Age between 40-45. Two bullets in the head...looks
like he wasn't killed here."
"Let's go", Catherine said and walked with the kit toward the
door, Nick close behind.
Grissom watched from some distance. "Brass is right. He wasn't
killed here. Almost no
bloodtrails. Looks like as he was dragged around. Could you
photograph those traces, Nicky?"
"No problem, boss."
After a few moments Catherine looked up to her colleagues.
"Something is wrong here."
"What do you mean?" Gil walked towards her.
She held up a wallet. "The perpetrator was obivously not
interested in money." She counted
quickly. "140 dollars and at least 2 credit cards. The victim's
name is Benjamin Turner. He lives 436 Sunset
Boulevard and works at Masters Inc."
Nick looked at Catherine. "The perp did not take the wallet?
That's odd."
"Hey Brass? We've got something for you to investigate."
Brass went outside.
Gil motioned to Nick. "What kind of film do you use?"
"Colour."
"You should use black and white for the more detailed ones."
"Yeah, but there's no black and white in the kit. Warrick was
the last one who used the camera
and he must have forgot to put a new one in it."
Before Grissom could get angry about missing equipment,
Catherine said: "That's wrong. He
asked me to get a new film. It's in the car. I can get it."
"No, it's not nessecary, I go", Grissom said and turned around.
"I need some extra tool."
The police cars were gone and the Tahoe from the team was the
only car left. As Gil walked
toward the car, he saw something moving in the corner of his
eyes. He stopped and tried to make something out
in the darkness. Although he had his flashlight he doubted he
would get a better sight since the flashlight was too
small.
"CSI Las Vegas! Who's there?" he shouted.
Inside the warehouse Nick stopped cold in his tracks. "Did you
hear that? Was that Gil?"
Catherine stood. "Oh my! Apparently he's looking for the keys!"
"I'm gonna get these for him", Nick said and took the keys from
her.
Once again Gil saw something in front of him. He walked slowly
around the corner towards the
side-street. At first the only thing he noticed was a dumpster,
but suddendly a dark figure appeared right before
him. Gil was startled. "CSI Las Vegas. May I ask you a few
questions?"
In the meantime Nick too was in front of the warehouse, but Gil
was nowhere to be seen. "Gil?
Where are you?" he shouted out loud. Slowly he began to doubt
this situation.
The figure was not willing to cooperate with the police. He
turned quickly and ran to the opposite
direction.
Gil sighted and began to follow the man. Maybe this was an
important eyewitness and Gil
wasn't willing to let him go away this easily. After a few
meters there was a fence and no way to escape. Before
Gil could react, the man turned around and pointed a gun towards
him.
Nick went to the car and got a big searchlight out of the
trunk. Then he walked down the only
logical way - the side-street. He just crossed the corner in
time to see a man pointing a gun towards Gil. Nick
pulled his gun out of the holster and was about to identifiy
himself, as the man fired two times. Time stood still for
one moment and then Gil went to his knees like in slowmotion and
fell on the ground.
"CSI! Put the gun down. Get your face down to the ground!" Nick
shouted.
But the man didn't react.
"CSI! Put.The.Gun.Down!"
Then apparently the man moved his gun to the ground. Nick did a few
steps towards. As quick as lightning the man draw back his gun and was about to shoot Nick too. But Nick was quicker. The bullet hit the man into the right shoulder and threw him back into the fence. Nick went to him and shuffled the gun away with his foot. He got his handcuffs behind his back and chained the man to the fence.
Catherine went outside in the meantime and walked around the corner. "What's up out there?" She could see one person lying on the ground in front of her. Nick was busy with an stranger and Grissom was..."Oh my God! Gil!" She ran to the motionless figure.
Nick dialed 9-1-1 and moved also to Gil and Catherine. She kneeled beside Gil and tried to stop the bleeding. Obivously he was hit two times into the left shoulder.
"Ambulance is on its way. How does it look?" Nick asked
Catherine took a deep breath. "I think the bullets missed the heart only by inces. At least he's still alive. But his pulse is getting weaker." She turned to Gil: "You can make it, Grissom. Do you hear me? Come on...you can do it."
Gil's eyes fluttered and he opened them for a short time. He tried to say something, but nothing came over his lips.
Catherine took his hand and squeezed it gently. Nick came back from the Tahoe and put some gauze on the wounds.
This caused a loud groan from Gil.
"Sorry, Gil. But there's no other way. Stay with us, okay?" Nick said and turned to Catherine. "He's losing too much blood."
She couldn't reply and tears were running down her cheeks.
After minutes that seemed to be hours the ambulance arrived and immediately the EMT's began working on Gil. Catherine and Nick couldn't do nothing but watch the EMT's trying to safe the life of their boss.
Brass' car arrived, he got out and walked toward them. Before he could say something he saw how Grissom was being transported into the ambulance. Brass turned to Nick: "What happened after we went?"
"Gil needed something from the SUV. He went outside, shouted something. So I went to get him the keys. He wasn't there. I got the searchlight from the trunk and went to the side-street. Just then I saw this man pointing a gun towards Gil."
Brass looked angryly towards the man, still chained to the fence. He aksed without looking away from him: "What was next?"
"I was about to identifiy myself, but before I could do anything, this son of a bitch fired two times at Grissom. I forced him two times to put the gun down. At first it seemed to work, but then...he changed his mind."
"It's okay, Nick. Right now, it's enough for me to work with."
The ambulance went away.
"It would be better for the two of you if you could catch some sleep. I'm gonna handle this", Brass said and ordered two policemen to arrest the man.
Catherine and Nick walked to the car.
"And keep me in touch with Gil's condiion, okay?" he yelled to them.
Author: Melles
Disclaimer: They are not mine. Everything belongs to CBS. Summary: Grissom gets seriously injured during a investigation. G/S.
Notes: I'd like to say some words: 1. English is not
my native language. 2. I have no idea about medical treatment
(although I used to watch "ER" for 5 years!). 3. This is my
first attempt - and I'm proud of it!! 4. I don't like to get
negative reviews!!! No, just kidding. Please be honest, I'm
happy about every feedback.
Friday night, 11.40 pm
Warehouse
Gil Grissom, Catherine Willows and Nick Stokes arrived at the
crime scene. 30 minutes ago
a male body was found at a warehouse. Det. James Brass
approached them.
"Hello."
Nick and Catherine greeted back friendly. "Hi, Jim."
"What do you have for us?" Gil wanted to know.
"Male body. Age between 40-45. Two bullets in the head...looks
like he wasn't killed here."
"Let's go", Catherine said and walked with the kit toward the
door, Nick close behind.
Grissom watched from some distance. "Brass is right. He wasn't
killed here. Almost no
bloodtrails. Looks like as he was dragged around. Could you
photograph those traces, Nicky?"
"No problem, boss."
After a few moments Catherine looked up to her colleagues.
"Something is wrong here."
"What do you mean?" Gil walked towards her.
She held up a wallet. "The perpetrator was obivously not
interested in money." She counted
quickly. "140 dollars and at least 2 credit cards. The victim's
name is Benjamin Turner. He lives 436 Sunset
Boulevard and works at Masters Inc."
Nick looked at Catherine. "The perp did not take the wallet?
That's odd."
"Hey Brass? We've got something for you to investigate."
Brass went outside.
Gil motioned to Nick. "What kind of film do you use?"
"Colour."
"You should use black and white for the more detailed ones."
"Yeah, but there's no black and white in the kit. Warrick was
the last one who used the camera
and he must have forgot to put a new one in it."
Before Grissom could get angry about missing equipment,
Catherine said: "That's wrong. He
asked me to get a new film. It's in the car. I can get it."
"No, it's not nessecary, I go", Grissom said and turned around.
"I need some extra tool."
The police cars were gone and the Tahoe from the team was the
only car left. As Gil walked
toward the car, he saw something moving in the corner of his
eyes. He stopped and tried to make something out
in the darkness. Although he had his flashlight he doubted he
would get a better sight since the flashlight was too
small.
"CSI Las Vegas! Who's there?" he shouted.
Inside the warehouse Nick stopped cold in his tracks. "Did you
hear that? Was that Gil?"
Catherine stood. "Oh my! Apparently he's looking for the keys!"
"I'm gonna get these for him", Nick said and took the keys from
her.
Once again Gil saw something in front of him. He walked slowly
around the corner towards the
side-street. At first the only thing he noticed was a dumpster,
but suddendly a dark figure appeared right before
him. Gil was startled. "CSI Las Vegas. May I ask you a few
questions?"
In the meantime Nick too was in front of the warehouse, but Gil
was nowhere to be seen. "Gil?
Where are you?" he shouted out loud. Slowly he began to doubt
this situation.
The figure was not willing to cooperate with the police. He
turned quickly and ran to the opposite
direction.
Gil sighted and began to follow the man. Maybe this was an
important eyewitness and Gil
wasn't willing to let him go away this easily. After a few
meters there was a fence and no way to escape. Before
Gil could react, the man turned around and pointed a gun towards
him.
Nick went to the car and got a big searchlight out of the
trunk. Then he walked down the only
logical way - the side-street. He just crossed the corner in
time to see a man pointing a gun towards Gil. Nick
pulled his gun out of the holster and was about to identifiy
himself, as the man fired two times. Time stood still for
one moment and then Gil went to his knees like in slowmotion and
fell on the ground.
"CSI! Put the gun down. Get your face down to the ground!" Nick
shouted.
But the man didn't react.
"CSI! Put.The.Gun.Down!"
Then apparently the man moved his gun to the ground. Nick did a few
steps towards. As quick as lightning the man draw back his gun and was about to shoot Nick too. But Nick was quicker. The bullet hit the man into the right shoulder and threw him back into the fence. Nick went to him and shuffled the gun away with his foot. He got his handcuffs behind his back and chained the man to the fence.
Catherine went outside in the meantime and walked around the corner. "What's up out there?" She could see one person lying on the ground in front of her. Nick was busy with an stranger and Grissom was..."Oh my God! Gil!" She ran to the motionless figure.
Nick dialed 9-1-1 and moved also to Gil and Catherine. She kneeled beside Gil and tried to stop the bleeding. Obivously he was hit two times into the left shoulder.
"Ambulance is on its way. How does it look?" Nick asked
Catherine took a deep breath. "I think the bullets missed the heart only by inces. At least he's still alive. But his pulse is getting weaker." She turned to Gil: "You can make it, Grissom. Do you hear me? Come on...you can do it."
Gil's eyes fluttered and he opened them for a short time. He tried to say something, but nothing came over his lips.
Catherine took his hand and squeezed it gently. Nick came back from the Tahoe and put some gauze on the wounds.
This caused a loud groan from Gil.
"Sorry, Gil. But there's no other way. Stay with us, okay?" Nick said and turned to Catherine. "He's losing too much blood."
She couldn't reply and tears were running down her cheeks.
After minutes that seemed to be hours the ambulance arrived and immediately the EMT's began working on Gil. Catherine and Nick couldn't do nothing but watch the EMT's trying to safe the life of their boss.
Brass' car arrived, he got out and walked toward them. Before he could say something he saw how Grissom was being transported into the ambulance. Brass turned to Nick: "What happened after we went?"
"Gil needed something from the SUV. He went outside, shouted something. So I went to get him the keys. He wasn't there. I got the searchlight from the trunk and went to the side-street. Just then I saw this man pointing a gun towards Gil."
Brass looked angryly towards the man, still chained to the fence. He aksed without looking away from him: "What was next?"
"I was about to identifiy myself, but before I could do anything, this son of a bitch fired two times at Grissom. I forced him two times to put the gun down. At first it seemed to work, but then...he changed his mind."
"It's okay, Nick. Right now, it's enough for me to work with."
The ambulance went away.
"It would be better for the two of you if you could catch some sleep. I'm gonna handle this", Brass said and ordered two policemen to arrest the man.
Catherine and Nick walked to the car.
"And keep me in touch with Gil's condiion, okay?" he yelled to them.