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A/N: Firstly thank you all for you great reviews definitely means that chapters will go up relatively fast. I apologize for the shortness of this chapter but hopefully I will get the next one up in the next 2 days so not too much of a wait, plus I'll be updating my other story at the same time. Happy reading (well apart from poor Grissom, he's a bit down on his luck)
The time was almost there he had his kit ready, she was picked, he just had to wait until she was ready to go home, then he'd strike, yes this one would be better.
"Grissom?" Nick questioned as he walked through the door of his office, he was about to turn around and leave when he noticed something at the foot of Grissom's desk. He stepped closer what was that, damn it was a shoe not just a shoe but Grissom's shoe which just happened to be attached to his leg.
"Grissom, oh god, Grissom wake up" he stuttered as he bent down while shaking his supervisor. Slowly, Grissom opened his eyes fixing on Nick, they were full of pain, but then like someone changing a T.V channel it was gone.
"Nick? What am I doing on the floor?" Grissom inquired
"I was hoping you could answer that for me, are you ok, are you hurt? we should get you to a hospital, I should have called 911" Nick quickly voiced his concern.
"No, I don't need a hospital I just haven't eaten today's all I must have blacked out from lack of food, I'm fine just help me up" Grissom asked as he raised his head from the floor.
"Look I'll drive you home, although I still think you should go to the hospital" Nick suggested as he helped Grissom up.
"Yes I think that home is best, thanks Nick, just let me get my coat" with that the two proceeded out of Grissom's office.
As they pulled up outside Grissom's town house Nick gave a quick glance towards his supervisor, he hadn't said a word since they left the lab.
"Well were here, do you want me to pick you up for next shift seeing how your Tahoe is still at the lab" Nick questioned
"No it's ok Nicky I'll bring my car to work, you don't need to go to the trouble" Grissom replied tiredness seeping into his voice.
"Ok, but just call me if you do need a ride"
"Thanks Nick, see you tonight" Grissom replied as he reached for the door handle. Once out of the SUV Nick watched him slowly move towards his house. There's something more going on than tiredness thought Nick as he pulled the Tahoe out from the curb.
Grissom dropped his keys onto the counter while he proceeded to the bedroom. Getting to his bathroom he opened his medicine cabinet searching desperately for his migraine medication. Opening the lid he popped the pills dry then stumbled towards his bed carrying the bottle with him into the other room. After placing the container on the table he lay down and prayed that when sleep came it would be dreamless.
The knife glistened in his had he held it to the light to watch the rays bounce of its blade. Below him he could hear her muffled crys. She had been so easy to get so trusting. Excitement was coursing through his veins now was the time, he raised the knife to deliver the fatal blow, then it was over three perfect blows just like before. The pure ecstasy he felt was amazing as he got of the body and walked over to the video camera, he smiled as he switched it off.
"No" Grissom screamed as he fell out of bed, somehow he'd got tangled up in the sheets. He panted heavily as he got himself untangled. He'd just killed somebody, he knew he should just say it was a dream but, there was no doubt about it he had been the killer. He didn't know how long he'd been sitting there trying to analyze the facts when the phone rang.
"Grissom" he managed to force out of his horse throat
"Are you ok, did I wake you?" Catherine's concerned tones transcended down the phone
"Uh, no, I'm fine, what is it?" Grissom hadn't meant to sound blunt but his head was still hurting and now his throat from his screams.
"Well there's been another one, not too far away from the other site, seems like she's still fresh couldn't of been there more than an hour, Nick's not answering his phone so Brass called me as you weren't answering your cell" Grissom looked down at his cell on his hip how the hell did he not hear or feel that going off?. Catherine continued on "So I was wondering if you wanted me to pick you up on the way to the crime scene?".
"Yeah, how long will you be?" Grissom asked as he pulled himself together. "Well I'm just pulling up outside your place now" this answer was accompanied by two toots of the horn.
"Damn" was all Grissom got out as he headed towards the front door.