Nick raised an eyebrow at Marie's comment, moving out of the way as she made her way back down the hall. He turned his attention to Greg who had a blank look on his face.

"You okay?" He inquired.

Greg shook his head once. "Sorry what?"

"Are you okay Greg?" Grissom repeated for Nick. "Do you want to go after her?"

Greg frowned. "Not really."

Nick was confused. "Man, she just said your mom was dead…"

Greg shrugged. "And?"

Nick's mouth dropped open. "O-kay." He replied slowly.

"Don't you think you should go find out what happened?" Grissom inquired, entirely confused over Greg's reaction.

The younger man shook his head. "Not really…" He paused. "Well actually… do you think I should? I should." He finished, talking more to himself. "Okay… I'll be right back." He told them before jogging down the hallway after his sister.

Nick and Grissom remained silent for a moment, staring into the empty lab. "That seem weird to you?" Nick began.

"Completely."

"Good."

~~

"Marie!" Greg called, heading out into the parking lot. "Marie, wait up."

Marie turned, hearing her name being called. She frowned and leant against her car lazily. "What?" She asked, watching her brother approach.

"She's dead?"

"Ya."

"Just like that? Dead?"

Marie shifted slightly. "Pretty much."

Greg frowned. "What are you not telling me?" He asked.

Marie laughed, almost nervously. "So I came home the other day, cause you know my term at Uni's over for now. And uh… she's kind of… lying there, not moving, with red stuff all round her. I thought she'd passed out again, you know, her and Dad having had some party."

"And…?" Greg urged.

"And… she hadn't been at a party… she was dead."

"Dead?" Greg repeated, wanting to know for sure.

"Murdered. Yes. Dead."

"Murdered." Greg repeated. Marie nodded and they were silent. "Did you call the police?"

She paused and then nodded. "Dad did." She rolled her eyes and her voice regained more of its irritation and arrogance. "He's spent the last two hours pretending to be devastated. And Tim's already got a speech ready for the funeral." She told him, referring to their older brother.

"You found out two hours ago?"

Marie nodded. "Two of your 'CSI' people are at the house now."

Greg raised an eyebrow and nodded. He paused, knowing his next question was pointless, but feeling the need to ask it anyway. "You okay?" He asked her.

She shrugged. "Yeah. Never better." She told him indifferently. "You? Got blown up didn't you?"

Greg flinched slightly at her bluntness. "Yeah." He nodded. "Pretty much."

She faked a smile and nodded. "Dumbass." She told him, opening her car door. "I gotta go. Stop by later. Carrie wants the will sorted by Thursday." She flashed him an arrogant smile, climbing into her car. "See you later lab rat."

~~

"Well?" Nick asked, upon Greg's return to the lab, Grissom having already left for his office.

"Yeah." Greg replied. "She's dead. Murdered apparently. Who's out on a case at the moment?"

"You're mom was murdered?" Nick asked incredulously. Greg nodded. "And you don't even care?"

Greg shrugged. "We were never really that close."

"But she's your mom."

"Was my mom Nick. She's dead now."