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A/N: This chapter is in Sara's POV. Enjoy.

I waited as Grissom handed out our assignments. Our case was the homicide of a woman, but I hadn't seen the crime scene yet. I figured that I would soon. I was actually a little excited about this case. It had been a while since I had worked with Grissom, so I couldn't wait to begin.

Grissom walked over to Warrick, not even glancing in my direction. "Warrick you've got the car," he said.

"Which one?" Warrick asked.

"Both."

Wow both, this was unusual. I figuered the vic had only one car, so why both cars.

"Uh," Brass said looking strangly at Grissom, "Take the Honda. The VW belongs to the victim's friend over there." He gestured to a blonde haired woman standing next to an officer," She called it in."

"Aww," Warrick sympathized,"thats too bad. This will be a day she'll never forget."

I doubted that Grissom had even heard any of that. He kept staring at me, not that I minded, I mean he hadn't given me this much attention in weeks. It was just that his stare was a mixture of shock, relief and worry. He looked as if he was afraid I would vanish off the face of the Earth at any second.

Grissom shook his head a little, then gave me my assignment, "Sara you take the perimeter."

Did he say that right, the perimeter?

"What?" I exclaimed surprised," You just did a one hour walkthrough. The perimeter cannot be a priority."

"I need you to work the outside." He explained harshly, "Catherine and I will work the inside."

I gave him a hard stare to match his tone of voice, but I set out to do what I was assigned. I had a chance too work with him at last, and he makes me do the perimeter while he and Catherine work the crime scene.

"I'll go talk to the friend," Catherine said.

I could tell she was as confused as I was.

" Find out where she walked and what she might have touched in there," I heard Grissom say.

I searched among the trees, ground and bushes as if I thought I would find somthing. What could I possibly be looking for? I didn't make any sense at all the way Grissom had acted. I reached the side of the house and poked around at the gate. Their was a white powdery film covering the concrete. I fingred some with my glove to get a closer look. Probably plaster, not much good that would be. I looked around wondering what the others were doing. I could see Catherine talking to some guy across the street. I figured she was at least learning something from him.

I finished my unwanted assignment with an empty evidence bag; what a surprise. I looked around for Grissom, kind of hoping for an explanation or a new assignment, but he was no where in sight.Catherine was gone too, but I could still see Warrick pouring over the car and thought I'd see what he was up too. He could probaly use a hand.

"I have absolutely nothing," I told him, "How are you doing?"

Warrick looked up at me,"I got a lot. Check out the backseat."

I leaned over and examined the car's stash of grocery bags," Bannanas, stuffed mushrooms."

Warrick dug in as well, "Chocolate syrup, a six-pack of soda, a box of condoms."

"No surprises there." I commented.

They didn't call Las Vegas "Sin City" for nothing.

"Fresh bag of groceries in an unlocked car?" Warrick questioned. He was right that was odd.

I didn't ponder over it for long, "Maybe she was interrupted."

If I only knew who "she" was.

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