Title: Crime Life Series Part 1: Success

Rating: PG-13

Disclaimer: CSI and all its characters unfortunately belong to CBS and Alliance-Atlantis Productions. These stories are fictional, which is also unfortunate.

A/N: Yeah so this is my first ever fan-fic. I wrote it about 2 years ago and never really finished, so I'm re-posting it with a few changes. I'm starting out with a bang seeing as this is the first part to a 17 part series entitled "The Crime Life Series". Hopefully it will be liked and I won't end up feeling like the worst writer ever.

This was originally supposed to be set after season 3, but then I felt had to change stuff cause of season 4, so pretty much this is set somewhere mid-season 4. Basically it's what I want to happen on CSI (I guess that's alti-verse), with a few new characters thrown into the mix. Hopefully ya'll will like it, and I'll try to post a new chapter every week or 2 weeks depending on school and stuff. That's about it for today. Thanks to: Kelly, my coolest college friend, muse for this story, and my beta, lol. Also thanks to my various sources of inspiration. Thanks to CSI for being a great enough show for me to write about, and to the actors for being great at portraying their characters.

And now, on with the show!

Crime Life Series, Part 1: Success

CHAPTER 1

"Sara!" Grissom ran as fast as he could down the darkened hallway, thankful to the powers that be that his hearing had been restored in surgery. He heard a muffled groan and followed it to the left and found another passageway that only led to one room at the end. He sprinted down the hallway and slammed into the door, fumbling with the door handle. When he finally got it open, a task that seemed to take hours, he saw Sara huddled in the corner of the lightless, windowless room. Not knowing how badly she was injured, he went to her and picked her up in his arms, and carried her outside to the waiting paramedics. As the lights faded down the street, he was left alone in his Denali to think about what might happen to him if he had ended up being too late, in all ways of the meaning.

2 Days ago

Everyone was gathered in the break room. The air was filled with a festive tone, seeing as the Las Vegas CSI nightshift was celebrating a special occasion. DNA Lab Tech Greg Sanders had finally completed his training to be a full-fledged CSI. The other techs had, of course, insisted on a party so there was cake and decorations. Greg had even donned a party hat. Grissom sat on the couch, watching his crew. Warrick and Nick were playing video games with Archie and Bobby, Catherine was talking with Jackie, Hodges was even loosening up, probably glad to be rid of Greg's music. Sara sat at the table talking with Greg and sipping at her coffee. He loved to sit and watch her from afar and see her smile, even though it didn't have the same effect as if it were directed at him. Things between them had been tense these past few months. After she had asked him out, she had drawn into herself, immersing her mind in work. He had done nothing to help either, sending her to work with anyone but him. He feared now that his hearing complication was gone; his defenses against her would be lowered. He sighed and looked around the room, nodding to affirm to himself that everyone had finished their cake and that it was time to get back to work.

"Alright everyone, party time's over." A groan went throughout the room. "I know we all realize today is a special day for Greggo here," at this point he mussed up Greg's already messy hair, "however, the criminals just think it's another day for them to do what they want. Now go on, back to your respective tasks." Everyone threw out his or her garbage and left the room talking, and in a generally happy mood. Greg began to get up, but when everyone looked at him, he blushed and sat back down. "Reflex action guys. Not used to getting to stay for assignments yet." Everyone chuckled and turned their attention to Grissom.

"Alright, we've got 2 cases tonight. Domestic violence turned to murder-suicide that goes to Warrick, Catherine, and Greg. Greg you'll be helping to collect evidence, but as soon as you all come back here your first priority is the stuff in your lab. Your replacement won't be here until next Monday, and your paperwork has to be processed before you can officially get your new ID." He handed the paper to Cat and the three of them left to go do some work. "Nick, Sara, you guys are with me. We've got 2 places to be tonight. A missing person turned up at Desert Palm, said she was drugged, kidnapped, raped, and left for dead in the desert. Police went to the area where she said he dumped her and found another body, a missing person. The two were kidnapped 2 weeks apart, so it's most likely the same person. Now who wants to go to the hospital to get the rape kit and then to Doc. Robbins for autopsy?"

"I'll go," Nick volunteered. He knew Sara had a sore spot for rape victims and didn't want her being sucked into the case.

"Ok then. Sara, whose car do you want to take?" He looked at her blankly, trying not to let his hope that she'd share a car shine through.

"How about I take my car and you take yours. That way if any emergencies or something important happens you can get back to the lab and I can stay and collect evidence." She betrayed her feelings of wanting to share a car with him, but tonight she just didn't want the awkward silence or a fight.

"Ok then. Let's go." They all got up and left, going to their respective vehicles. Nick turned right out of the parking lot and headed to the center of town, and Sara followed Grissom as they drove away from civilization.