GREG

"Greg!" You hear someone call your name and it takes you a second to realize that it's Sophia's voice. You turn around and shine your flashlight over at her. "We're looking for a gun!"

"Alright!" You yell back as you turn back around and continue your way around the edge of the parking lot. A gun could be easy to find. Well, that's if you have a metal detector or maybe the killer decided to be nice and lay it out in the clear for you.

You pray that's the case. Because you're getting close to your next test and all eyes are on you. One mistake and Grissom might rethink about letting you on their team. For all you know you can end back up in the lab and that's the least thing you want to happen. You want to show Grissom and the rest of the team that you're not just a crazy goofball who likes to wear odd clothing or listen to loud music.

But you're looking for a gun. "Alright, come on gun. Be somewhere." You mumble to yourself as you shine your flashlight onto the ground.

So you come up with your own theory of what happened as you continue to search. "So, the killer comes to the store, leaves, sees our victim and just shoots him right in the chest? There has to be a motive. Maybe the killer knew the victim?" You shrug at that thought and continue your search. "And so the killer takes off and heads probably over here," you glance at the set of footprints that lead onto the grass, "And drops the gun-" as you lift your flashlight, something makes you stop as a smile forms across your face. There in the bushes, where the parking lot meets the grass, is a gun glistening against your flashlight glow. "Aha. There you are." You say as you snap on your latex gloves and walk over to the weapon.

You open your field kit and began to rummage through it but you were stopped again. Not because you found some new evidence but because something had struck you across the back of your head.

And that's when you began to feel the pain. Not just a paper cut pain but a hammer to the knee kind of pain. It felt like someone had literally taken a hammer and threw it against the back of your head. You swallow hard as things began to get dizzy. I have to get out of here! Your mind screams as you manage to stand up and keep your balance. The attacker is standing besides you and raises its arm again, ready to attack, but you manage to take off.

You stumble back onto the parking lot and dash towards Sophia and Sara; your head is still pounding. You know the cut must be deep because you can feel hot liquid run down the back of you neck.

You panic and you scream when the attacked manages to catch up with you and strikes you in the back. But this time it's with a different weapon. The gun. The gun you had found seconds earlier was now being the weapon on you.

"Greg!" Sophia. She is yelling your name thanks to the scream you provided earlier.

And soon Sophia and Sara's bodies come into focus as they run towards you, guns both in their hands pointed at your assailant. If only you carried a gun you could be doing the same thing. If only you had a gun could you would be able to fight off your attacker. But you're not a full CSI yet and that's what Sophia and Sara were for. To protect you.

"Greg!" Sara hissed, "Get over here!" She sounded like a mother, yelling to a child who had just pulled a fire alarm in a busy building. You were in trouble and you knew it. You weren't supposed to go off on your own without another experience CSI with you. That would be points taken off and Grissom wouldn't be pleased.

Carefully and quickly, you make your way towards Sara and then suddenly gunfire erupted. Your assailant fired his gun and Sophia immediately responded by firing off her own.

You felt like you were caught in War as Sophia and the assailant shared gunfire while Sara pulled you away and into her arms. She felt the blood that trickled down your neck and her eyes widened.

"Greg," she said almost in a whisper as the gunfire continued, "you need to get to the paramedics."

"Call for help Sara!" Sophia yelled as she dodged another bullet. "We need backup!"

"Greg's injured as well!" Sara yells back as she pulls out her cell phone and calls Brass. He is the key to any type of help around here.

But at that just moment, Sophia's bullet hit the assailant square in the side. He screamed a loud scream, which made your whole body shiver. How could a man seem so strong and yet scream with the complete opposite?

"This…is…not…how…it ends!" he manages to say as he lifts his gun, this time away from Sophia and fires it.

And it hits you.

AN: I hope it wasn't so confusing but I wanted to end this chapter at a cliffhanger like that. Review please and what not.

Thanks to all who have reviewed! :')

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