A/N: That's enough of Wegg, let's see what the other CSIs are up to...
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"I definitely think there's something wrong," said Sara. "Greg wouldn't just disappear like this."
"No way," said Nick. "That's not him."
"What do you think could have happened?" asked Grissom. "Maybe he just slept in."
"Gris, how many times does Greg sleep in?" asked Sara plainly.
"Once a year, when the clocks go forward an hour," replied Grissom.
Sara smiled slightly. "And is today one of those times?"
"No."
"Exactly. Greg never turns up late," said Nick. "I'm telling you something's wrong."
"In all fairness Nick," began Grissom. "There's not really much I can do."
"Can I go round his house?" asked Nick. "See if he's there?"
"Fine. Go," said Grissom. "But don't be long."
"I won't," said Nick, standing up to leave the room.
"I'll come with you," said Sara, following her friend out. The two of them went around to Greg's house, where they found the back door kicked in, and some blood on the doorframe.
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A/N: Dum dum dum...