Part 2
Grissom looked up as he heard the sound from a gunshot and quickly ducked as he heard the sound of shattering glass. He took cover behind the couch and pulled out his gun, but no shots followed. He looked up to see if Catherine was all right and saw her with her back pressed against a wall for cover. He noticed a red spot on her shoulder that was quickly getting larger. Throwing all caution in the wind he ran towards her as he saw all colour drain from her face. He reached her just in time to catch her before she hit the floor. He yelled "officer down" over his shoulder, as he gently lowered her on the floor. Her breath was coming quickly and in ragged gasps. She was trying to focus but the pain clearly threatened to over take her.
"Just keep breathing" he said, unable to think of a better advice. Behind him Jim raced into the room, gun raised. He took one look at the pair of them, than ordered an ambulance before kneeling next to Catherine.
"What the hell happened," he asked.
"I thought you cleared the scene," Grissom said angry.
"We did, but apparently some idiot forgot to check the back yard"
At that moment Sarah raced in, she was slightly shaking the as she noticed Catherine on the floor. "Is she alright?"
"No she is not, somebody shot her," Grissom said angry before turning his attention back to Catherine. "Did you see who shot you?"
Catherine tried to fight the dizziness, and managed to get out a weak "I couldn't see" The pain was almost overwhelming and all she wanted at the moment was to pass out, but she knew that that would probably be a bad idea.
"Sarah, did you see anyone, you were in the garden."
"Sorry, I didn't, I was at the left side of the house when I heard the shot. From my point of view I could only see part of the back yard, so I'm afraid I can only tell you where the shooter wasn't standing, not where he was, or who he was for that matter."
"Assuming it is a he," Grissom added almost automatically.
"The ambulance will be here in a minute," said Jim, before going outside, waiting to show the paramedics in.
For Grissom it seemed to be the longest minute of his life, but relatively soon an ambulance pulled up in front of the house and the paramedics came rushing in. They quickly put Catherine on a gurney and lifted her into the ambulance.
"Call Nick and Warrick and tell them to get over here as soon as they are finished. We now have a double crime scene." Grissom shouted to Sarah, before getting into the ambulance with Catherine.
At the hospital Catherine was immediately rushed to the OR, leaving Grissom to wait and pray for good news. After what seemed like hours a doctor finally came to talk to him.
"Will she be okay?"
"She'll be fine, she actually had a lot of luck and a lot of bad luck at the same time. The bullet missed most of her muscles and only took out a small part of the bone in her shoulder, therefore doing very little damage. This means the wound should heal nicely, though it probably will hurt like hell for the next few days. The bad luck is that the bullet hit an artery, which caused massive blood loss. We got her started on an IV. We also got her started on some oxygen, not because she has any breathing trouble, but because the lack of blood caused some organs to receive to little oxygen, so we're trying to compensate by raising her oxygen-level."
"Thank you doctor, can I go see her?"
"Sure, but she'll be a little groggy from the painkillers."
When he entered the hospital room Catherine was asleep. Her face was almost as white as the sheets of the bed and for one moment Grissom was shocked by how bad she looked. Her face was for a large part covered by an oxygen mask and fluids from an IV were steadily dripping into her arm. He quietly pulled up a chair next to her, but she woke up anyway.
"Hey, how are you feeling?" He asked, unable to keep the concern he felt from his voice.
"Terrible," her voice sounded muffled through the oxygen mask. "The doctor said I've been lucky though."
"Depends on how lucky you have to be to get shot," he answered, making her smile.
"Everybody else okay?"
"Yeah, who ever it was he only fired one shot, which is a bit of a mystery, because he could easily have shot me as well, or Sarah for that matter. She probably was even an easier target, being alone outside "
"So either somebody didn't like what I was doing, or somebody was specifically after me."
"I wouldn't jump to that conclusion yet, though it is a possibility. There are a lot of possible explanations. Maybe the rest of the team will find something at the crime scene."
"Maybe, you mind if I go back to sleep? I'm really tired."
"Not at all," he said but he wasn't even sure if she had heard him, for she had gone back to sleep already. For a moment he considered joining the rest of the team at the crime scene, but decided against it. He didn't want to leave Catherine right now, no matter how much he wanted to get the person who did this to her.
Two hours later Nick and Warrick entered the room, their face whitening at the sight of Catherine.
"Oh my God," Nick whispered, "will she be alright? I thought she was shot in the shoulder. Does she have trouble breathing?"
"She doesn't. She just lost too much blood to maintain a proper oxygen level in her body, so they're giving her some extra. Sarah not here?"
"No, she was a little shocked by everything that happened. She went home to rest, can hardly blame her."
"Any luck at the crime scene?" Grissom asked, keeping his voice down, not wanting to wake Catherine
"Yes and no, we have a bullet from the vic. and we have the bullet that shot Catherine, so we should be able to compare them to see if they match, then at least we know if were looking for one suspect or two. The strange thing is that we didn't find any traces in the back yard, except a few shoe prints belonging to Sarah, since she checked out the yard after the shooting, though we know for sure now that the shooter must have been standing there, giving the trajectory of the bullet."
"I'll look into it tomorrow, I want to solve this case as fast as possible."
At that moment Warricks beeper went of, he looked at the number. "That's Greg, he promised me to compare the bullets immediately and call me with the results, I'll be right back" Warrick said while leaving the room. A few minutes later he came back with a rather worried look on his face.
"Bad news, the bullets don't match, so were looking at two different shooters. I also talked to Jim; he caught our burglar, not a very bright type. He was breaking into another house and in his truck were some jewellery with Ms. Dunvey's name engraved in it. He has already confessed to everything, including shooting Ms. Dunvey. But he denied having anything to do with shooting Catherine, and since the neighbours called in the burglary more or less at the same time Catherine was shot, he even has an alibi, proving he didn't shoot Catherine."
"Combined with the fact that both me and Sarah were as easy an target as Catherine, means we not just have a second killer, but a second killer who probably has it in for Catherine...
Okay, end of part two, I hope you liked it, please make my day and review, I won't threaten that I'm not going to update if you don't review, cause I'm going to finish this story anyway. I like writing this one way too much.
Grissom looked up as he heard the sound from a gunshot and quickly ducked as he heard the sound of shattering glass. He took cover behind the couch and pulled out his gun, but no shots followed. He looked up to see if Catherine was all right and saw her with her back pressed against a wall for cover. He noticed a red spot on her shoulder that was quickly getting larger. Throwing all caution in the wind he ran towards her as he saw all colour drain from her face. He reached her just in time to catch her before she hit the floor. He yelled "officer down" over his shoulder, as he gently lowered her on the floor. Her breath was coming quickly and in ragged gasps. She was trying to focus but the pain clearly threatened to over take her.
"Just keep breathing" he said, unable to think of a better advice. Behind him Jim raced into the room, gun raised. He took one look at the pair of them, than ordered an ambulance before kneeling next to Catherine.
"What the hell happened," he asked.
"I thought you cleared the scene," Grissom said angry.
"We did, but apparently some idiot forgot to check the back yard"
At that moment Sarah raced in, she was slightly shaking the as she noticed Catherine on the floor. "Is she alright?"
"No she is not, somebody shot her," Grissom said angry before turning his attention back to Catherine. "Did you see who shot you?"
Catherine tried to fight the dizziness, and managed to get out a weak "I couldn't see" The pain was almost overwhelming and all she wanted at the moment was to pass out, but she knew that that would probably be a bad idea.
"Sarah, did you see anyone, you were in the garden."
"Sorry, I didn't, I was at the left side of the house when I heard the shot. From my point of view I could only see part of the back yard, so I'm afraid I can only tell you where the shooter wasn't standing, not where he was, or who he was for that matter."
"Assuming it is a he," Grissom added almost automatically.
"The ambulance will be here in a minute," said Jim, before going outside, waiting to show the paramedics in.
For Grissom it seemed to be the longest minute of his life, but relatively soon an ambulance pulled up in front of the house and the paramedics came rushing in. They quickly put Catherine on a gurney and lifted her into the ambulance.
"Call Nick and Warrick and tell them to get over here as soon as they are finished. We now have a double crime scene." Grissom shouted to Sarah, before getting into the ambulance with Catherine.
At the hospital Catherine was immediately rushed to the OR, leaving Grissom to wait and pray for good news. After what seemed like hours a doctor finally came to talk to him.
"Will she be okay?"
"She'll be fine, she actually had a lot of luck and a lot of bad luck at the same time. The bullet missed most of her muscles and only took out a small part of the bone in her shoulder, therefore doing very little damage. This means the wound should heal nicely, though it probably will hurt like hell for the next few days. The bad luck is that the bullet hit an artery, which caused massive blood loss. We got her started on an IV. We also got her started on some oxygen, not because she has any breathing trouble, but because the lack of blood caused some organs to receive to little oxygen, so we're trying to compensate by raising her oxygen-level."
"Thank you doctor, can I go see her?"
"Sure, but she'll be a little groggy from the painkillers."
When he entered the hospital room Catherine was asleep. Her face was almost as white as the sheets of the bed and for one moment Grissom was shocked by how bad she looked. Her face was for a large part covered by an oxygen mask and fluids from an IV were steadily dripping into her arm. He quietly pulled up a chair next to her, but she woke up anyway.
"Hey, how are you feeling?" He asked, unable to keep the concern he felt from his voice.
"Terrible," her voice sounded muffled through the oxygen mask. "The doctor said I've been lucky though."
"Depends on how lucky you have to be to get shot," he answered, making her smile.
"Everybody else okay?"
"Yeah, who ever it was he only fired one shot, which is a bit of a mystery, because he could easily have shot me as well, or Sarah for that matter. She probably was even an easier target, being alone outside "
"So either somebody didn't like what I was doing, or somebody was specifically after me."
"I wouldn't jump to that conclusion yet, though it is a possibility. There are a lot of possible explanations. Maybe the rest of the team will find something at the crime scene."
"Maybe, you mind if I go back to sleep? I'm really tired."
"Not at all," he said but he wasn't even sure if she had heard him, for she had gone back to sleep already. For a moment he considered joining the rest of the team at the crime scene, but decided against it. He didn't want to leave Catherine right now, no matter how much he wanted to get the person who did this to her.
Two hours later Nick and Warrick entered the room, their face whitening at the sight of Catherine.
"Oh my God," Nick whispered, "will she be alright? I thought she was shot in the shoulder. Does she have trouble breathing?"
"She doesn't. She just lost too much blood to maintain a proper oxygen level in her body, so they're giving her some extra. Sarah not here?"
"No, she was a little shocked by everything that happened. She went home to rest, can hardly blame her."
"Any luck at the crime scene?" Grissom asked, keeping his voice down, not wanting to wake Catherine
"Yes and no, we have a bullet from the vic. and we have the bullet that shot Catherine, so we should be able to compare them to see if they match, then at least we know if were looking for one suspect or two. The strange thing is that we didn't find any traces in the back yard, except a few shoe prints belonging to Sarah, since she checked out the yard after the shooting, though we know for sure now that the shooter must have been standing there, giving the trajectory of the bullet."
"I'll look into it tomorrow, I want to solve this case as fast as possible."
At that moment Warricks beeper went of, he looked at the number. "That's Greg, he promised me to compare the bullets immediately and call me with the results, I'll be right back" Warrick said while leaving the room. A few minutes later he came back with a rather worried look on his face.
"Bad news, the bullets don't match, so were looking at two different shooters. I also talked to Jim; he caught our burglar, not a very bright type. He was breaking into another house and in his truck were some jewellery with Ms. Dunvey's name engraved in it. He has already confessed to everything, including shooting Ms. Dunvey. But he denied having anything to do with shooting Catherine, and since the neighbours called in the burglary more or less at the same time Catherine was shot, he even has an alibi, proving he didn't shoot Catherine."
"Combined with the fact that both me and Sarah were as easy an target as Catherine, means we not just have a second killer, but a second killer who probably has it in for Catherine...
Okay, end of part two, I hope you liked it, please make my day and review, I won't threaten that I'm not going to update if you don't review, cause I'm going to finish this story anyway. I like writing this one way too much.