(Disclaimer: I don't own any of the CSI or any other characters.)
Grissom felt as if someone had just plunged a knife through his heart.
"She's not expected to live without the chemo so the mom thought the dad could throw out the money for it."
"Any news on the boyfriend?"
"Yeah, he lives next to the MGM casino."
"Lets go." Grissom headed towards the parking lot. He passed Greg in the hall. "Greg could you keep an eye on Melissa? She's in the lounge asleep. Thanks" The two guys drove to the boyfriends house.
"His name is Paul Johnson." They pulled up in the driveway of his house. Grissom knocked on the door.
"What?" A tall skinny man answered the door.
"I'm Gill Grissom, and this is Warrick brown and we're Forensic scientists. Emily Milan was murdered this morning. Could we have a look around?"
"Yeah, sure, just don't break anything." The man moved aside so the two men could do their job. Grissom saw a cut on his hand.
"Looks like a pretty bad cut."
"I'll be fine."
"How'd you do that?"
"I'm building a table for my mom."
"Funny, a little girl lost her mom this morning." Grissom started looking around the house; he looked in the bedroom first. He found a white wife-beater in the mans dirty clothes hamper. Grissom put on a clove and picked up the shirt. Paul walked in the bedroom as Grissom turned around.
"How did the blood get on this?"
"That's what I was wearing when I cut my hand."
"Can I take it?"
"Sure." Grissom bagged the shirt.
"Warrick!" Warrick came walking in the living room.
"Yeah?"
"I got what I came for. Let's go." They left. When they got back to the lab Greg and Melissa were listening to music and playing cards.
"Greg compare this to the victim's blood." Grissom handed the bag to Greg.
"Yes sir." Greg went to work. Grissom sat down where Greg was.
"Warrick this is Melissa. Melissa this is Warrick."
"Hi." Melissa didn't look at him.
"Hi. Grissom, I'm gonna go see how Sarah and Cathy are doin." Warrick walked out.
"Warrick and I found a bloody shirt in Paul's house. What was he wearing when he entered the house?" Grissom tried to concentrate on her lips.
"He wore a white wife-beater and an open shirt over it. I think it was blue. He got blood all over it so he threw it off and it landed on the couch, he was also wearing black jeans." Melissa pushed a strand of hair behind her left ear, as she stared at the stack of cards on the table.
"He can't hurt you anymore. And I promise I will do whatever it takes to help you through your chemo." Grissom sneaked his right hand over hers. The tears just started to fall.
"I'm not expected to live, with or without chemo. The tumor is putting pressure on my frontal lobe. They can't surgically remove it because I'd be a vegetable." The tears she shed hit the table making puddles. "Your phone's ringing." Grissom pulled out his phone and looked at it.
"No. I don't think it is." Just then the phone rang.
"It's Nick." Melissa's eyes went blank.
"Grissom."
"Hey Grissom, I just got a call from Warrick. He said you got the guy, I guess Sarah, Cathy and I can come back to base then?"
"Yeah." Grissom closed his phone and replaced it in his pocket.
"Good Bye." Melissa said looking at the ground so Grissom couldn't see her lips.
"Could you repeat that please?" Melissa stood up and walked over to where Grissom sat.
"Here's a gift from me to you." Melissa grabbed hold of both his hands and pulled him up. She let go of his hands and her hands rose to his ears. Both of them closed their eyes, she took in a large breath and released it as the lights in the room flickered. Then her hands fell to her sides. "Listen." Grissom opened his eye's hearing what she said and everything around him. Melissa fainted and Grissom caught her. Her pupils were dialated and she wasn't breathing.
"Greg! Call 9-1-1." Grissom road in the ambulance with her to the hospital. The doctors worked on her for almost an hour. Finally a doctor walked out.
"Gil Grissom?" The doctor looked around.
"Yeah?" Grissom walked over to the doctor.
"I'm sorry."
"What happened?"
"The tumor was putting so much pressure on her skull it finally just popped and stopped the blood flow to her brain." Grissom turned around and sat back down where he had been waiting. Sarah and Cathy ran in.
"Grissom, we heard what happened. Is she ok?" Cathy asked sitting down on Grissom's right.
"She died."
"Are you ok?" Sarah asked with a look of confusion.
"Fine."
"I thought you're not supposed to get emotionally involved?" Cathy looked at Grissom's blank face, it was more so then usual.
"Something doesn't feel settled. Like I failed her." He ran out of the hospital and jumped in the truck Sarah and Cathy came in, and drove to the station. He asked Brass if he could have a word with Paul. Grissom waited patiently for Paul to enter the room and sit down. Grissom stood in the corner next to where the inmate would sit down.
"You killed her mom, 14 hours before she died." Grissom grabbed hold of the jailbait by the scruff of the neck.
"She was gonna die anyway I just helped her along." The man smiled a wicked smile. Grissom quickly let go of the man and ran out of the visiting room. Greg found Grissom sitting at his desk looking through files.
"There was a strange substance in Emily's blood. Mercury." Greg handed Grissom the paper he held.
2 hours later.
Grissom sat across from the murderer and stared into his eyes.
"Mercury? You poisoned Melissa with mercury. Why?"
"She was dying and her mom and I couldn't afford the chemo, so I thought giving it to her would speed up the growth of the tumor."
"It did. She died in my arms. The tumor put so much pressure on her skull it cracked open like a melon and cut of the blood to her brain. So you're not being charged with only one murder but two." Grissom got up and walked out the door. Greg ran into him and held another piece of paper.
"I ran Melissa's DNA through CODIS, and found a very interesting thing."
"What?" Grissom asked him with that are ya gonna tell me face.
"The DNA that came up is similar to hers." Greg handed Grissom the paper. The similar DNA belonged to him.
AN: Boredom ensued again so I wrote chp2. If you want a chp. 3 plz R&R