Disclaimer: I don't own any of this, not making any money of it. The
characters belong to the creators of csi and cbs.
Summary: This is a csi, wat crossover. Bear with me if it is a little bad as it is my first fic.
Grissom's POV
I watched silently as her Tahoe drove out of the car park. God, How stupid am I? I just lost the only women I have ever loved. The girl that every time I saw took my breath away, and made my heart skip a beat. I've really messed up this time, and all because I can't say what I mean. If only I could hire a time machine and change all the times I acted like a dick to her.
Shit, it's the start of shift I have to hand out assignments. Now I have to tell them all that they're best friend isn't coming back. And it's all because of me and my stupid emotions.
Break Room
As usual everyone was gathered around the room waiting for grissom to come in and hand out their assignments. The only variable was a missing csi.
"Has anyone seen Sara?" Asked the blonde haired women reading the new cosmopolitan magazine.
"Yeah, I saw her before; she seemed kinda out of it". Nick said while racing Warwick on the new ps2 game.
"Mmm, she's been like that a lot lately."
"Ok everyone we've got a robbery and a double homicide." Grissom announced his presence in the room. "Catherine and Warwick on the robbery, Nick you come with me."
"Gris, where's Sara?"
"Umm, well she informed me earlier this evening that she has resigned."
An outburst of what, when, where's and gasps followed.
"Now I believe we have a job to do" Grissom said gruffly as he walked out the door.
Catherine quickly got up from her spot on the lounge to chase after Grissom.
"Wait Gris, wait a second."
"What?"
"Did you do something to Sara? Did you hurt her?' Catherine asked in a concerned tone.
"No, and even if I did, our relationship would be none of your business." He was almost shouting now. "Understand Catherine?"
She merely nodded her head.
"Now, last time I checked we had a job to do."
A/N: The without a trace part will come in next chapter, I promise.
Summary: This is a csi, wat crossover. Bear with me if it is a little bad as it is my first fic.
Grissom's POV
I watched silently as her Tahoe drove out of the car park. God, How stupid am I? I just lost the only women I have ever loved. The girl that every time I saw took my breath away, and made my heart skip a beat. I've really messed up this time, and all because I can't say what I mean. If only I could hire a time machine and change all the times I acted like a dick to her.
Shit, it's the start of shift I have to hand out assignments. Now I have to tell them all that they're best friend isn't coming back. And it's all because of me and my stupid emotions.
Break Room
As usual everyone was gathered around the room waiting for grissom to come in and hand out their assignments. The only variable was a missing csi.
"Has anyone seen Sara?" Asked the blonde haired women reading the new cosmopolitan magazine.
"Yeah, I saw her before; she seemed kinda out of it". Nick said while racing Warwick on the new ps2 game.
"Mmm, she's been like that a lot lately."
"Ok everyone we've got a robbery and a double homicide." Grissom announced his presence in the room. "Catherine and Warwick on the robbery, Nick you come with me."
"Gris, where's Sara?"
"Umm, well she informed me earlier this evening that she has resigned."
An outburst of what, when, where's and gasps followed.
"Now I believe we have a job to do" Grissom said gruffly as he walked out the door.
Catherine quickly got up from her spot on the lounge to chase after Grissom.
"Wait Gris, wait a second."
"What?"
"Did you do something to Sara? Did you hurt her?' Catherine asked in a concerned tone.
"No, and even if I did, our relationship would be none of your business." He was almost shouting now. "Understand Catherine?"
She merely nodded her head.
"Now, last time I checked we had a job to do."
A/N: The without a trace part will come in next chapter, I promise.