AN: Thank you all for the reviews. Really love reading them. All types are welcomed. Here's chapter four. Just to let you know I'm not sure when I'll get on much due to winter break being a couple days away so I'll try my best to get on.

GRISSOM

Your cell phone rang for the fourteenth time that evening as you pulled your Tahoe into the crime scene parking lot. Most of the calls have been from Brass, Sophia and Catherine. You had no idea why all three would keep calling you so you waited until you arrived at the scene to ask. You'd call Catherine later. You were at work.

As you climbed out of the vehicle, crime scene kit in hand, the first thing you noticed were the paramedics. Then again, you've seen these guys a lot but it was Brass's and Sophia's face that made your stomach drop. Something had to be wrong.

"Why all these paramedics?" You ask as Sophia becomes quiet and still.

"Greg," Brass said dryly.

Your brow rose. "What? Did he do something?"

Brass swallows hard as he shakes your head at you. "No Gil. They're here for him."

And your throat goes dry, your heart beats faster and your palms began to sweat. All things come to your mind as you stare from Brass to Sophia, who at the moment couldn't really look at you straight in the eyes.

Somewhere you manage to find your voice. "Where is he?"
Brass points his finger slowly to the left and your eyes follow. There you see a group of people, circling around something or someone.

"Excuse me." You say as you depart from the odd looks of Sophia and Brass and push your way through the crowd. "Excuse me, pardon me, oops, did I just step on your foot?"

"Gil!" Brass yells as he calls your name.

You pretend not to hear it. The only thing you could think about right now was getting through this crowd and seeing what happened to Greg.

"Gil! Just wait!"

And you break through the last bit of the crowd and nearly walk right into Sara, who is currently sitting on the ground, staring at her arms. She's not talking, moving or even blinking. She doesn't even look up at you when you walk over to her.

"Sara?" You asked gently as you squat down in front of you. "Where's Greg?"

"Here." She says, showing you her bloody arm. "That's all Grissom." She chokes as she shows you her other arm. "That's all what's left of him."

You think she's gone insane. "We need help over here!" You yell as you turn your head around, looking for a paramedic. "Someone?"

"Stop." She says softly as she pulls gently on your arm. "It's not mine."
You wisp your head around to look at her. "What?" You ask. "What are you talking about?"

"This isn't my blood." She choked again as tears began to fall from her eyes.

It was like a slap in the face. The tears and her voice gave you a whole new look at the woman you worked with. You were seeing a whole new Sara Sidle.

"Who's?" You asked, afraid to know the answer, as you catch one of her tears with your hand.

"Greg's. He was shot Grissom! Shot! It's my entire fault. I should have been there with him, not talking to some witness. What the hell was I thinking?"

"It's not your fault Sara. It's not." You tell her as she shakes her head, refusing to believe. "But, is he okay?"

She stared at you like you were joking. Like it was a sick joke to ask if Greg was hurt. And that's when it hit you. Somethign was wrong.

Slowly you stood up and looked around. The paramedics were dispersing and the only new person that arrived was David.

The coroner.

"David?" You asked as you quickly leave your spot from Sara and walk over to the grim looking man. "We already had the victim looked at. Vince Travis."

David stopped and looked at you right in the face. His eyes empty as he shook his head at you. "I'm not here for Vince."

Again, your heart begins to pound faster.

David sighs and tries to be brave. Tries not to show you that he wont just burst down and cry because men didn't do that. At least that is what he is told. "I'm here for Greg."

Suddenly you feel like throwing up.

TBC...

AN: I'm putting it in small sections because of switching from characters to characters. Stuff like that. So, review and tell me because I love hearing feedback even if it is good or bad.

BlondeNeko