Note- Here is another chapter, I can't seem to stop. Thanks to Lauren for
being my beta. Reviews would be appreciated as they seem to give me
inspiration. Enjoy!!
Love in the Dark-Chapter 3
That evening the night shift arrived back at the lab. Grissom was already there having not gone home all day. The extent of his actions during the day had been to change in to some fresh clothes that he kept in his locker, and go to the diner across the street to get some lunch.
A couple of times during the day he had been tempted to call Sara but his supervisor gene had won out and he felt it would be inappropriate. So instead he had waited for the next shift to see her.
Walking to the break room with a clipboard under his arm he prepared himself. This time he wasn't going to be flustered. He was supposed to be the responsible one.
He could hear the voices of his faithful staff in the room that was his destination. Before he could reach it however, Brass stopped him in the corridor.
"Gil, what are your thoughts on putting some of your guys at a party?"
"What for?"
"If the killer's there we could catch them before they strike again."
"It's a big if Jim. You know I'm not happy about putting my C.S.I's in danger."
"They wouldn't be in danger because we know who the killer targets." Grissom let the idea sink in and Brass noticed that he might be willing. "I'm on my way to find out about any shindigs these kids have going on tonight."
Greg who had been slinking by to avoid Grissom overheard what the two men were discussing. "I know where there's a party tonight."
Both of the older men turned towards Greg. Recognizing their need for more details he continued. "I know some girls at UNLV who invite me to these sorts of things."
Brass raised his eyebrows to Greg.
"I don't go. They just have some dumb crush on me." Grissom was becoming impatient so exhaled noisily. Greg therefore wrapped up his ramblings. "Anyway, I know where there is a party and I can give you the address, I just need to make a phone call."
"Go make that call and say you'll be bringing some friends. Nick and Sara can cover the party since they are the youngest." Grissom instructed the younger man who ran off while he and Brass went towards the break room.
Inside were the usual suspects ready for another murder filled Vegas night. All of them seemed oblivious to the fact that Grissom was running late and were surprised to see Brass accompanying him.
The first person he saw was Sara sitting on the sofa with Nick. They were laughing at some private joke and she looked amazing. Grissom noticed that she had done something new with her hair; it seemed curlier and framed her face perfectly.
She turned towards him as the room went quiet so he immediately looked away towards Warrick. "Warrick how is your case going?"
"It's practically wrapped up, should be done within the hour." He replied efficiently.
"Ok. Good, we need everyone we can get on the college killings case. Let me know when you're done." As Warrick nodded, Grissom turned his attentions back to Sara and Nick who he felt were sitting far too close to each other for his liking. "Sara and Nick, you are helping me and Catherine from now on. We are just getting some details about a party tonight from a contact and it's most likely you will be going to it."
Nick's face broke out into a smile. "Our assignment is to go to a party?" He couldn't believe his luck. Grissom nodded to him as Greg came rushing into the room.
"I've got the address of that party." Greg shot out quickly.
Sara eyed Greg. "You're the contact? Who do you know in college?"
"I'll have you know that college chicks see me as quite the stud and therefore try to get me to go to their parties." Sara raised her eyebrows to him in amazement, ignoring her he continued. "They just have stupid crushes, it's nothing. Well, no, it's actually quite annoying, you know."
"Oh how about that Greg, I wouldn't have any idea what that's like." Sara said playfully as Nick laughed.
Grissom wished he could have shared the joke but it just reminded him that he had rivals for Sara's affections. He was fairly sure that Greg was not a dangerous opponent but it still caused him discomfort to know he was not the only one who wanted her.
As if to cause him even more discomfort, Greg spoke up again. "Sara. I had to say that you're my girlfriend otherwise they would have got suspicious about you coming."
Sara was not amused by his idea but decided it would be a good way to maybe make Grissom jealous, maybe frighten him into action. "Ok Greggo, just don't get any ideas." She risked a glance at Grissom who appeared to be busy reading something on his clipboard.
His mind wasn't on what he was reading though; he was listening to the conversation with interest.
"What am I then?" Nick was confused.
"You're whatever you wanna be big guy." Catherine said in a patronising way.
Greg waited until Nick's attention turned back to him.
"Oh, I said that my girlfriend and her single brother would be coming." He turned to Sara and whispered to her. "That should get them off my back."
She laughed but then looked at him disapprovingly.
Grissom's ears pricked up at the sound of Sara's laughter and again he felt the jealous pang of not being the one to share a joke with her.
Brass perceiving Grissom's distress got the troops into action. "Is this party of yours starting any time soon Greg because we should get going."
The group took two cars to the party. Sara and Greg were in one with Nick driving while Grissom drove Catherine and Brass. They reached the party at the same time and parked on the street opposite the house. The occupants of Nick's car got out and went towards the house.
Grissom's car had decided on the journey that it was best that they don't go in to the party as they wouldn't fit in. So they would wait in the car.
Entering the house, Sara was surprised to see so many students in one house. There was barely any room to move and everywhere she looked were plastic cups half full of beer.
Stepping over a drunken boy lying on the floor, Sara followed Nick and Greg into the kitchen area where they found Greg's contact. Greg grabbed Sara's hand in an attempt to appear as a couple.
"Greg, I'm so glad you came." The girl put her arms around Greg whilst smiling broadly and then saw Sara out of the corner of her eye. Her smile dropped as she pulled away from Greg. "You must be Sara, his girlfriend." She reacted with disdain.
"Yep. That's me, Greg's girlfriend." Sara said with just a hint of sarcasm.
"Jessie, be nice. This is Sara's brother, Nick." Greg indicated to the left of Sara.
Jessie looked him up and down and decided she liked what she saw. She called over two of her girlfriends to come and meet him and they promptly took him out of the room. Greg thought it was best he go too after Sara glared at him. She stayed to talk to Jessie.
Now seemed a good time to ask some questions about whether Love in the Dark would be played. She discovered from Jessie that it would be so asked what closet would be used.
She supposed the killer might want to check the area before going in there and if that was the case then Sara would be waiting.
Jessie showed Sara to the closet and then left her to find Greg.
Walking inside, Sara discovered there was no light switch. Checking the wall on the outside however revealed one so she turned it on and returned to the small room. She leant up against one of the walls and gazed at her surroundings. She would lie in wait and see who might come her way.
Gil was getting impatient in the car outside. Although they had only been there about half an hour it seemed like a lot longer. He wasn't used to stake outs.
The car had been silent for most of the time apart from a short lived game of I spy that was played. Three times in a row Grissom had guessed correctly with his first try and it had irritated Brass and Catherine to the point of stopping.
The silence was broken by Grissom's ponderings when he saw a drunken youth stumble onto the grass in front of the house. "Two students have been killed at parties exactly like this, yet they're all acting as if nothing's happened."
"You can't make these kids stop partying, Gil." Catherine responded.
"How do they find the time to party so much? Don't they have classes to go to? He asked worryingly.
"Of course they have classes." Grissom seemed relieved as Catherine reassured him. "They just don't go."
Grissom turned to her in the front passenger seat with his mouth open. He was clearly horrified that the students didn't take their studies seriously.
While he tried to comprehend the idea, a cell phone rang in the car. Each occupant checked their phone; Brass was the only one to talk. "Brass...uh huh...where is that?...Ok, we'll be right over."
He closed the phone and replaced it back into his pocket. Catherine and Grissom were watching him. "Looks like we picked the right night but the wrong party. Another victim has been found a couple blocks from here."
"I'll go get the others, you two go ahead and we'll meet you." Grissom handed the keys to Catherine and then got out of the car.
Striding across the road, Grissom was secretly pleased they had been called to another scene. It meant that he didn't have to worry about Sara being with Greg for any longer. Greg would go back to the lab and Sara would be with him for the rest of the night at the crime scene.
Entering a busy room, Grissom saw Nick and Greg surrounded by young girls. They were revelling in the attention and obviously not keeping a look out. Not that it mattered now, but still they should have been doing their jobs instead of chatting up girls who were too young for them.
Trying to talk over the loud music playing, Grissom told them there was a new scene to go to. They immediately got up.
"Have you seen Sara?" Grissom asked them. Both Nick and Greg shrugged at him as they left, disappointed girls watching their departure.
Greg pointed to Jessie and said she was the last one to talk to her and then followed Nick outside.
Grissom approached the girl that Greg had pointed out. "Excuse me, Jessie?" She nodded. "Have you seen a woman, in her thirties, with brown, curly hair?" "Yeah, she went in there." Jessie pointed at the closet that Sara was waiting in.
Grissom thanked her and approached the door, being followed the whole way by Jessie. He opened the door and stepped inside.
He managed to get a glimpse of Sara before the door was closed behind him and the light went out.
TBC
Love in the Dark-Chapter 3
That evening the night shift arrived back at the lab. Grissom was already there having not gone home all day. The extent of his actions during the day had been to change in to some fresh clothes that he kept in his locker, and go to the diner across the street to get some lunch.
A couple of times during the day he had been tempted to call Sara but his supervisor gene had won out and he felt it would be inappropriate. So instead he had waited for the next shift to see her.
Walking to the break room with a clipboard under his arm he prepared himself. This time he wasn't going to be flustered. He was supposed to be the responsible one.
He could hear the voices of his faithful staff in the room that was his destination. Before he could reach it however, Brass stopped him in the corridor.
"Gil, what are your thoughts on putting some of your guys at a party?"
"What for?"
"If the killer's there we could catch them before they strike again."
"It's a big if Jim. You know I'm not happy about putting my C.S.I's in danger."
"They wouldn't be in danger because we know who the killer targets." Grissom let the idea sink in and Brass noticed that he might be willing. "I'm on my way to find out about any shindigs these kids have going on tonight."
Greg who had been slinking by to avoid Grissom overheard what the two men were discussing. "I know where there's a party tonight."
Both of the older men turned towards Greg. Recognizing their need for more details he continued. "I know some girls at UNLV who invite me to these sorts of things."
Brass raised his eyebrows to Greg.
"I don't go. They just have some dumb crush on me." Grissom was becoming impatient so exhaled noisily. Greg therefore wrapped up his ramblings. "Anyway, I know where there is a party and I can give you the address, I just need to make a phone call."
"Go make that call and say you'll be bringing some friends. Nick and Sara can cover the party since they are the youngest." Grissom instructed the younger man who ran off while he and Brass went towards the break room.
Inside were the usual suspects ready for another murder filled Vegas night. All of them seemed oblivious to the fact that Grissom was running late and were surprised to see Brass accompanying him.
The first person he saw was Sara sitting on the sofa with Nick. They were laughing at some private joke and she looked amazing. Grissom noticed that she had done something new with her hair; it seemed curlier and framed her face perfectly.
She turned towards him as the room went quiet so he immediately looked away towards Warrick. "Warrick how is your case going?"
"It's practically wrapped up, should be done within the hour." He replied efficiently.
"Ok. Good, we need everyone we can get on the college killings case. Let me know when you're done." As Warrick nodded, Grissom turned his attentions back to Sara and Nick who he felt were sitting far too close to each other for his liking. "Sara and Nick, you are helping me and Catherine from now on. We are just getting some details about a party tonight from a contact and it's most likely you will be going to it."
Nick's face broke out into a smile. "Our assignment is to go to a party?" He couldn't believe his luck. Grissom nodded to him as Greg came rushing into the room.
"I've got the address of that party." Greg shot out quickly.
Sara eyed Greg. "You're the contact? Who do you know in college?"
"I'll have you know that college chicks see me as quite the stud and therefore try to get me to go to their parties." Sara raised her eyebrows to him in amazement, ignoring her he continued. "They just have stupid crushes, it's nothing. Well, no, it's actually quite annoying, you know."
"Oh how about that Greg, I wouldn't have any idea what that's like." Sara said playfully as Nick laughed.
Grissom wished he could have shared the joke but it just reminded him that he had rivals for Sara's affections. He was fairly sure that Greg was not a dangerous opponent but it still caused him discomfort to know he was not the only one who wanted her.
As if to cause him even more discomfort, Greg spoke up again. "Sara. I had to say that you're my girlfriend otherwise they would have got suspicious about you coming."
Sara was not amused by his idea but decided it would be a good way to maybe make Grissom jealous, maybe frighten him into action. "Ok Greggo, just don't get any ideas." She risked a glance at Grissom who appeared to be busy reading something on his clipboard.
His mind wasn't on what he was reading though; he was listening to the conversation with interest.
"What am I then?" Nick was confused.
"You're whatever you wanna be big guy." Catherine said in a patronising way.
Greg waited until Nick's attention turned back to him.
"Oh, I said that my girlfriend and her single brother would be coming." He turned to Sara and whispered to her. "That should get them off my back."
She laughed but then looked at him disapprovingly.
Grissom's ears pricked up at the sound of Sara's laughter and again he felt the jealous pang of not being the one to share a joke with her.
Brass perceiving Grissom's distress got the troops into action. "Is this party of yours starting any time soon Greg because we should get going."
The group took two cars to the party. Sara and Greg were in one with Nick driving while Grissom drove Catherine and Brass. They reached the party at the same time and parked on the street opposite the house. The occupants of Nick's car got out and went towards the house.
Grissom's car had decided on the journey that it was best that they don't go in to the party as they wouldn't fit in. So they would wait in the car.
Entering the house, Sara was surprised to see so many students in one house. There was barely any room to move and everywhere she looked were plastic cups half full of beer.
Stepping over a drunken boy lying on the floor, Sara followed Nick and Greg into the kitchen area where they found Greg's contact. Greg grabbed Sara's hand in an attempt to appear as a couple.
"Greg, I'm so glad you came." The girl put her arms around Greg whilst smiling broadly and then saw Sara out of the corner of her eye. Her smile dropped as she pulled away from Greg. "You must be Sara, his girlfriend." She reacted with disdain.
"Yep. That's me, Greg's girlfriend." Sara said with just a hint of sarcasm.
"Jessie, be nice. This is Sara's brother, Nick." Greg indicated to the left of Sara.
Jessie looked him up and down and decided she liked what she saw. She called over two of her girlfriends to come and meet him and they promptly took him out of the room. Greg thought it was best he go too after Sara glared at him. She stayed to talk to Jessie.
Now seemed a good time to ask some questions about whether Love in the Dark would be played. She discovered from Jessie that it would be so asked what closet would be used.
She supposed the killer might want to check the area before going in there and if that was the case then Sara would be waiting.
Jessie showed Sara to the closet and then left her to find Greg.
Walking inside, Sara discovered there was no light switch. Checking the wall on the outside however revealed one so she turned it on and returned to the small room. She leant up against one of the walls and gazed at her surroundings. She would lie in wait and see who might come her way.
Gil was getting impatient in the car outside. Although they had only been there about half an hour it seemed like a lot longer. He wasn't used to stake outs.
The car had been silent for most of the time apart from a short lived game of I spy that was played. Three times in a row Grissom had guessed correctly with his first try and it had irritated Brass and Catherine to the point of stopping.
The silence was broken by Grissom's ponderings when he saw a drunken youth stumble onto the grass in front of the house. "Two students have been killed at parties exactly like this, yet they're all acting as if nothing's happened."
"You can't make these kids stop partying, Gil." Catherine responded.
"How do they find the time to party so much? Don't they have classes to go to? He asked worryingly.
"Of course they have classes." Grissom seemed relieved as Catherine reassured him. "They just don't go."
Grissom turned to her in the front passenger seat with his mouth open. He was clearly horrified that the students didn't take their studies seriously.
While he tried to comprehend the idea, a cell phone rang in the car. Each occupant checked their phone; Brass was the only one to talk. "Brass...uh huh...where is that?...Ok, we'll be right over."
He closed the phone and replaced it back into his pocket. Catherine and Grissom were watching him. "Looks like we picked the right night but the wrong party. Another victim has been found a couple blocks from here."
"I'll go get the others, you two go ahead and we'll meet you." Grissom handed the keys to Catherine and then got out of the car.
Striding across the road, Grissom was secretly pleased they had been called to another scene. It meant that he didn't have to worry about Sara being with Greg for any longer. Greg would go back to the lab and Sara would be with him for the rest of the night at the crime scene.
Entering a busy room, Grissom saw Nick and Greg surrounded by young girls. They were revelling in the attention and obviously not keeping a look out. Not that it mattered now, but still they should have been doing their jobs instead of chatting up girls who were too young for them.
Trying to talk over the loud music playing, Grissom told them there was a new scene to go to. They immediately got up.
"Have you seen Sara?" Grissom asked them. Both Nick and Greg shrugged at him as they left, disappointed girls watching their departure.
Greg pointed to Jessie and said she was the last one to talk to her and then followed Nick outside.
Grissom approached the girl that Greg had pointed out. "Excuse me, Jessie?" She nodded. "Have you seen a woman, in her thirties, with brown, curly hair?" "Yeah, she went in there." Jessie pointed at the closet that Sara was waiting in.
Grissom thanked her and approached the door, being followed the whole way by Jessie. He opened the door and stepped inside.
He managed to get a glimpse of Sara before the door was closed behind him and the light went out.
TBC