AN: Same disclaimer as before!

Chapter 1

Sara and Grissom reached the scene and found Brass waiting with a not-so-good look on his face.

"What do we have?" Grissom asked

"Her name is Dante Liguori. We got her ID from the registry at the hotel. COD is, as David put it, 'really gross'. Throat slash, stab would to the lower back and suspected rape. 3rd floor, room 329, all yours guys."

Grissom and Sara walked into the hotel and made their way up to the room. They rode the elevator in silent anticipation, trying not to stare at each other. They entered the room and began the preliminary walkthrough. The body was found in the bathroom, and Grissom actually winced at the sight before him.

There was an incredible amount of blood, all of which was contained in the bathtub along with the body. The victim was nearly covered in it. It appeared as though the victim, Dante, was in the shower and was surprised by her attacker. It was clear that her throat had been violently slashed from right to left and that she had been raped. A tiny puncture protruding from her lower left abdomen showed that the stab would from her back had gone all the way through her body. Grissom froze at Dante's eyes, they were open, which was not something new, but they still held such a look of fear and terror that Grissom shivered.

"No one should be subjected to this." Was the obvious thought that kept running through his mind.

Just at that moment, Sara came into the bathroom. Before she got the chance to see the body, Grissom practically shoved her back into the hall of the hotel room.

"Sara, I want you to check the rest of the room. Closets, balcony, bed, kitchenette, anything the killer could have left behind or touched. Then I want you to take an officer and question the guests on this floor. See if they saw or heard anything unusual."

Sara narrowed her eyes. She knew Grissom was keeping her on the outside on purpose. He didn't think she could handle a rape case.

"Grissom, we could have the rookies do that. Why can't I examine the body, take pictures-"

"Sara, I didn't ask you what you wanted to do. I told you what I needed done, that's your job, now do it."

She blinked. This was such a stark contrast to their mood before. Her anger began to rise once again. He thought she couldn't handle seeing a rape victim, like she was some green newbie.

"Fine, you jerk," She thought. "He doesn't want to see me here? Great. I'm Frickin invisible from now on."

Sara shot Grissom her iciest glare and stalked away.

Grissom turned back and returned to the bathroom. He knew Sara thought he was being unfair, and maybe he was, just a little. But in his own mind he was doing this for her own good. He wanted to spare her the nightmares he was sure would follow after processing this scene.

"God knows I am going to have enough of my own to deal with." He thought.

He emerged from the bathroom a little under an hour later. All he found was some possible skin cells under Dante's exposed hand and one, short, blonde hair a few feet from the tub. It still had a skin tag suggesting it was pulled out in a struggle.

Throughout the process he couldn't look at Dante's face. She didn't look very much like Sara but the dark hair and eyes were enough for Grissom's Sara-riddled mind to be skittish.

Grissom found that Sara had finished 10 minutes ago- she's nothing if not efficient- and had already left.

"Wow, she must be pretty steamed if she left without telling me." He thought. "Great, she has been back for 4 hours and she's already mad at me again."

He returned to the lab and gave his evidence to Greg. Then he went to his office to try to finish some of his paperwork. He'd worry about getting back on Sara's good side later.

Sorry for the short chapter but I'm packing up to go to college. So I apologize if the updates are sporadic.

OK QUESTION. I see this all the time in fics but I have no idea what it is.

What is a trick roll??????