Friends First
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Author's Note: I'm sorry this chapter is so short. Please review.
Chapter 4:
"Assignments," Grissom announced once everyone had gathered in the lab.
"Where's Sara?" Nick asked.
"She took a sick day," Grissom said and whole team went silent.
"Seriously?" Warrick asked.
"Yes," Grissom sounded exasperated now. "Now, Catherine you've got a DB on the strip. Nick, robbery assault at the Bellagio. Warrick, Greg, you two are with me, double homicide in Henderson."
The group dispersed, all but Greg, still surprised about Sara's absence.
"Greg! Get some pictures of this footprint," Warrick called to him a little while after they'd arrived at the scene.
"You didn't seem surprised about Sara taking the shift off," Warrick said off hand once Greg came over.
"We worked the last case together and it was hard on her," Greg supplied giving Warrick little of what he wanted.
"Maybe I should call and check in on her," Warrick proposed, "or go see her after shift."
"You could," Greg agreed still giving nothing away. Warrick sighed and went to see if there were more prints. Greg smiled to himself and snapped a few more shots. Suddenly his cell phone rang.
"Sanders," he picked it up.
"Greg?" Grissom questioned.
"Ya," Greg replied.
"Why are you on Sara's phone?" Grissom asked.
"What?" Greg was confused. He tried to remember leaving that morning. Both his and Sara's phones had been sitting on the table. He must have grabbed Sara's by accident.
"Greg?"
"We must have accidentally switched them at work yesterday," Greg lied smoothly. "Why are you calling Sara anyway?"
"I was going to ask her to come in," Grissom said a little guiltily.
"Don't," Greg said. "She needs the time off. You have no idea how hard the last case was on her."
"Alright Greg," Grissom agreed.
"Bye Griss," Greg hung up his, Sara's, phone.