A/N Ok so for those of you who are nice enough to keep on reading this story I'm forever indebted because I can't stand people like me who start a story with quick chapters then take months to put the next one up. Let me know what you think (I need to know if I'm going terribly wrong with this storyline before I post the next chapter) and I'll put the next chapter up by the end of the week. Cheers

By the time they arrived at the scene the rain was beating down so hard that they had their window wipers on full bore.

"Any evidence will be long gone on the outside of the car, what the hell was he doing out here anyway?" Catherine let out as she pulled along aside the police vehicles

Sara and Catherine stepped out to meet Brass as he placed an umbrella over their heads.

"Ranger found the car about an hour or so ago, called it into the police, said it was odd to see cars at this time of night figured it was probably some kids making out, got closer realized there was no one there, but come and have a look at this, something is wrong" Brass mentioned as he walked with them to the car

"Who leaves their, wallet, keys, jacket and glasses in the car?" Brass asked as they looked at the passenger seat where a neat pile of possessions were nicely placed.

"Somebody who's not coming back" Catherine replied in a devoid tone as she looked at the pile in front of her.

Sara looked at her in alarm "You're not suggesting what I think you are Catherine, he would never, he couldn't, oh god"

" Sara said he sounded not himself when he called her, I don't want to believe it either Catherine but I think we need to consider suicide, I mean he wouldn't just wander off and there is no sign of foul play" Brass contemplated out loud.

"But the question would be why, no something's not right here, I can't put my finger on it but, if I were Grissom I wouldn't leave everything here because if it was found by someone else other than law enforcement it could lead to false hope by the use of his credit cards e.t.c" Catherine stopped as she saw another Tahoe approaching the scene

"Oh no here comes Ecklie" Catherine exclaimed looking at Brass, who clearly showed his disgust on his face.

Stepping out of his Tahoe Ecklie paced to the scene "Why was I not informed that there was a new lead to this case?" he barked as he stared Catherine straight in the eye.

"You were getting Coffee, plus I did page you" Catherine lied "probably need to get some new batteries"

"Well, I'm here now so Catherine, you're with me processing the scene. CSI Sidle and Detective Brass, I believe your services could be better used going to Supervisor Grissom's house and seeing if there is any indication of what he was planning on doing." Believing he was finished dishing out orders Ecklie paced back to his Tahoe to grab his kit.

"Looks like were not wanted" Brass quipped as he guided Sara towards his Taurus "We'll keep you informed" Brass called over his shoulder as he opened the door for a very quiet Sara.

The drive to Grissom's was quiet as Sara stared out the window. "He didn't commit suicide Sara, he never would" Brass said into the silence as he stared ahead at the road.

"We're here" he said as he pulled into the driveway.

Sara searched for the spare key they had grabbed from the drawer in Grissom's office. She slowly opened the door calling out to Grissom as she entered making sure she stayed out of the way of the main areas incase this was a crime scene.

"He's not here" Brass said as he looked around the apartment from the door way

"I'm going to check the bedroom" Sara moved towards the left hand side of the house

His bed looked untidy, which for Grissom was odd, she saw a computer in the corner of the room the monitor was still on and something was flashing on the screen. Curious Sara walked over to the computer.

An alert showed he had a new message from his mother. She was tempted to read it as it could be a possible lead but also because she had never really heard him talk about his parents all she knew was she was still in California. The curiosity got the better of her and she clicked on the alert. A message appeared on the screen she started to read.

'Gil, it was good to talk to you today even if you were the bearer of bad news. Remember what I told you , none of this is your fault, oh I almost forgot that telephone number I gave you was incorrect me and my old age it should be 555- 6789634 the 2 was a 3 I just read it wrong, hope it hasn't caused too much trouble. Looking forward to your phone call tomorrow.

Love,

Mom'

Sara sighed although now she had a possible clue with the phone number she was no nearer figuring what had happened to Grissom. Her concentration was broken by a cough from the door she looked up and saw Brass.

"I hope you've not found anything incriminating on that computer" Brass joked

"No, but I did get a phone number, apparently he talked to his mother this afternoon, It's a place to start" Sara mentioned as she scribbled down the number.

"If you give me the number I'll get an address for it" Brass mentioned as he stepped towards Sara. Passing Brass the number Sara then looked back at the screen.

"I'll think I'll try and contact his mother, it looks like he uses the internet to talk to her."

"I'll be in the living room if you need me" Brass commented as he headed out the room pushing the buttons on his phone

Sara studied the desktop and found an icon showing internet access double clicking on it she had a window appear that looked like a messenger surface, 'Connecting to mother' showed in the dialog box. Sara sat there wondering if she would in fact any response as she had no idea what time it was in California. Her question was soon answered as a message popped up on her screen

'Gil, what's wrong?'

Sara started to type ' Sorry to wake you Mrs Grissom, it's Sara Sidle I work with your son at the crime lab, I was wondering if I could have a word with you?' she felt so odd typing over the computer.

'Oh, Sara can I call you that? I was wondering if I ever would get to talk to you Gil speaks very highly of you, but you contacting me on Gil's computer must mean something's happened, hang on a second let me turn on the camera so I can get a look at you' At that point Grissom's mother appeared on the screen as the camera connections became enabled. Sara soon realized where Grissom's blue eyes came from as they were staring straight at her. Sara decided to try and tell his mother what was happening and possibly find out where he had gone.

'I don't mean to alarm you Mrs Grissom, but Gil (she felt odd calling him that) has disappeared after talking to you this afternoon. We found his car but he wasn't there and we've tried calling him. I was wondering if he had contacted you or said anything about where he was going?' Sara asked

'No he didn't say anything about where he was going, he was worried about being a suspect in his fathers murder, but both you and I know he wouldn't do anything rash, he has a lot of faith in your team and you especially Sara he knew you would clear him so I can't see any reason for him to run'. Mrs Grissom had a worried look on her face.

Sara was slightly taken a back by the last comment, she didn't know he talked about the team or her especially to his mother.

'I'm sorry to ask this of you Mrs Grissom but what was the relationship between Gil and his father, I wouldn't ask but I'm just trying to figure out what his disappearance had to do with his fathers death' Sara felt so bad typing this to his mother.

'It's no problem, I wish however Gil was telling you this rather than me. My ex-husband and I started having problems when I started going deaf' Grissom's mother stopped as she saw the surprised look on Sara's face. 'I'm taking it Gil didn't tell you about me, we'll have to change that after all this, anyway he started taking it out on Gil not physically but mentally, he pushed him so hard in everything told him he was never smart enough, never tough enough to be his son, which made Gil try even harder, the poor boy I remember one time Gil was so nervous before giving his father his report card that he spent the whole afternoon cleaning his dad's favorite chair, found the perfect magazine down at the local store and brought it with his pocket money so he could give it to him afterwards. Anyway his father gets home takes one look at his report card and tells him that he's failing in gym and that any son of his has to be an all rounder, I could of killed him. In someway's his father leaving was a blessing it took the pressure off, but unfortunately I think the damage may have already been done, you may have noticed that my son is very private, he shut himself after his father left, I sometimes think I failed my son I should of tried to get him to open up more' Mrs Grissom sighed after this comment

'You can't blame yourself for his personal issues, in some ways he wouldn't be where he is today if he didn't go through those experiences, we are all a product of our parents no matter how hard we try not to be. I just have one more question to ask, what did Gil's father do for a living?'

'Lately he told me he'd been doing contract work, just carpentry I think' Mrs Grissom answered.

Sara heard movement from the doorway , looking up she saw Brass indicating they should go.

'I'm sorry Mrs Grissom I'm going to have to go, thank you so much for your help'

'My pleasure Sara I wish it could have been under better circumstances, can you please keep me informed about what's happening?' Mrs Grissom asked

'Sure, I will, hopefully next time I talk to you Gil will be with me'. Sara signed off and got up from the desk.

"She's a really nice woman, have you got an address?" Sara asked as they headed towards the front door.

"Yep a Bryan Murphy 62 Willowtree Lane, it's about a 20 minute drive from here, lets go pay him a visit"

After searching the car for only five minutes Ecklie found something under the front drivers seat.

"Catherine can you shine your light under here please" Ecklie asked almost nicely

Shining her light under the seat she saw a glint of metal, praying it was not what she thought it was she closed her eyes, as she opened them again she saw something that she wished she hadn't, there in Ecklies gloved hand was a knife covered in blood.