Sorry it took a couple days updating, I only get on a certain computer on the weekends and occasionally on the weekdays.

Chapter 3: Going to the scene

Nick and Greg made their way to the downtown coffee shop where a body was found in the restroom. Greg forgot about the note and immediately remembered that it was his first time out in the field. He was pretty excited, except for when he got his first real look at a dead body. Sure, when he began working, Grissom showed him an autopsy and he was a little sick to his stomach, but this was much worse. He had to hide wanting to throw up. The body was disassembled and pieces were everywhere. Almost every body part was there, except a head. The parts were recognized as a woman. Greg saw that Nick also didn't like being in the room any more than he did.

"Where should we start?" Greg asked, hoping it wasn't going to be in that room.

"How about we start in the front and work our way back?" Nick suggested. Greg couldn't have agreed any more. They walked out into the main room.

"I think that's the foulest thing I've ever seen." Greg said, taking a nice, deep, breath.

"I hear ya." Nick agreed.

"Excuse me boys, but I have got to get that disgusting body out of my restrooms as soon as possible. It's starting to stench up the whole place." The manger, as they supposed, demanded.

"Yes sir." Nick and Greg said in unison. They looked at each other apparently disgusted, and went back into the restroom, with masks on. After taking several pictures and gagging many times, they finally made their way out of the restroom and outside for fresh air.

"I lost my appetite for at least two weeks." Greg said, taking off his mask.

"Same here." Nick agreed. They sat outside on a bench for about ten minutes and was about to go back inside and finish the rest of the building when someone called out to Greg.

"Oh great." Greg mumbled. It was the girl that was in love with him.

"You got this?" Nick asked cautiously, examining the girl.

"Yeah, I'll meet you in there in a second." He replied walking towards the young girl.

"Greg, I've got something very import…"She was cut off by Greg.

"Jennifer, I'm sure it's very important but I am working right now so just tell me some other time." He told her, starting to walk into the building. She grabbed his arm.

"No! Wait, really. I heard someone talking after you and Nick left the coffee shop last night." She breathed.

"What?" Greg asked, turning to face her, she had gotten his full attention.

"He, he said something like 'Nicky it's not over, Sanders it's just the beginning but soon the end.' I don't know what he looked like or anything. He scared me so I just thought I had to come tell you." She finished.

"Oh no… I mean, it's probably just someone playing a sick joke. But thanks anyway. I'll see you later." He patted her on the back and walked back inside.

"What did she want?" Nick asked as Greg returned to the crime scene.

"She uh, wanted to know if… I wanted to go out on a date with her but I told her I had plans." Greg lied, feeling bad he wasn't telling his best friend what's been going on to him.

"She fell for it?" Nick laughed.

"Yeah..." Greg merely replied. The rest of the conversations had to do with sports, girls, and trying to describe the scene. After what felt like hours of work, they two friends finally climbed into the Tahoe and took off to go and get some well-deserved rest.

"Do you think Grissom will let me be in the field more often?" Greg thought, out loud, but didn't care because he did want an answer.

"He'll probably really consider it, I mean you didn't do anything wrong. You acted as if it was a normal, daily thing to do. Good job." Nick commented, ruffling Greg's hair.

"Haha, thanks." Greg replied.

"You hungry?" Nick asked, passing several fast food places.

"Are you serious? Did you not see what we had to examine. I don't think I want to eat for weeks." Greg joked, all though, his facial expression was grossed out.

"I'll take that as a big no then." Nick answered. As they drove back to the lab, they talked about sports. Finally, they got back to the lab and Greg said his good bye and departed to his home. "What did Jennifer mean when she said someone was threatening him, as well as, Nick. The person must have been following them that day. Did this person have a connection with the letter he got that morning?" Greg pondered these questions to himself as he drove himself home.

Once he reached his apartment, his blood ran cold. His front door was cracked open. He took out his gun and nudged the door open with his foot. He carefully inspected each room, but no one was there, and it appeared that nothing was missing. He was still kind of nervous as he sat on his couch to watch some television.

He eventually fell asleep watching some football.

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Thankyou RiversRunDeep, krysalys73, snowangel983, and Spewilicious. You four have inspired me to finish this story. My last story, it took like a month to get one review, uh. Hope you four update reviews along with my story.

This chap. might seem a little boring but the next should be a little better:) R&R