Red
His eyes popped open. "Just a nightmare," he whispered. He looked out the windows of his office. People were rushing back and forth. Good, he thought, normality.
Grissom looked down at the crossword on his desk but all he could see was the red.
He shook his head and tried to concentrate.
He remembered that in his nightmare he was sitting in the same spot. At his desk with the crossword in front of him.
Grissom frowned, and read the first clue on the crossword. An anagram: Prime tree. He wrote it out in a circle. Nothing. He wrote it out again, changing some of the letters. 'Perimeter,' He wrote in carefully.
He looked up. Something was different. The music had stopped. Just like in his nightmare. He let his mind drift back to it, and realised that the music hadn't stopped. He'd just been concentrating. Quickly he looked around. People were still just hurrying by. He was slightly surprised he hadn't been disturbed already.
Grissom told himself to stop comparing his life to the nightmare. Nightmares are just are figment of our imagination, he reminded himself.
BANG.
BANG.
Just a test fire, standard practice in a forensics lab, he reassured himself. But images from the nightmare crept back into his head.
His concentration destroyed by two shots. His team, huddling in the corner of the DNA lab. Five intruders dressed in black holding guns. Walking out of his office to find
He stopped there. He wouldn't go any further. He was going to forget it, block it out, get rid of it, make sure it never happened.
Grissom got up and stretched. He couldn't see anybody scurrying past. He scanned the rooms around him. His team was standing in the corner of the DNA lab. Black masked intruders, five of them, were standing around his team with guns pointed at them.
His brain couldn't rationalise the situation. There was nothing rational or logical about it.
Suddenly he saw Cath bend over. He turned his head and saw something worse than the sight of her throwing up.
Sara.
He clenched his eyes closed. With a childish hope he wished it could all vanish. He opened his eyes but Sara was still lying motionless on the ground in front of him.
A red hole in her chest and red all around her.
