A/n- This is going to be the last chapter until next Friday because I will be going to Calgary(that's in Alberta, Canada, FYI) for a wedding. But don't worry, I've already started the next chapter and the next one will be….Lady Heather's Box! I couldn't wait to write it and I hope you guys cant wait to read it! For now here is "A little Murder." Enjoy and please review! Thanks.

Catherine was at the crime scene alone. She sent the cop out because he was going to throw up everywhere. Warrick called to tell her he would be late. She told him not to rush. Pulling out her print powder she began to dust starting near the glass drawers. She began to dust when she noticed her glove was ripped. She fiddled with the latex when she noticed movement behind one of the glass doors. She knew what it was right away. She turned to run but it was too late. A muscular body whipped the door open and tackled her to the wall. She gasped.

"Suspect on location! Suspect on location!" She tried to scream while fighting off her attacker. She smacked his face but he was so strong and she started to panic as he pinned her to the wall. She yelled again wondering where her backup was when he hit her on the face. She fell on the ground directly in the dead body's blood. She felt dizzy and gross. Finally the backup came running in and she saw Warrick run in as well.

"Catherine, are you all right?"

"He went out back. I'm all right. I'm okay." She said dizzily. He stood and ran to the back. They lost him. He went back to the first officer on the scene and began to yell.

"When you clear a place you clear it, do you understand? We lost a CSI two years ago because of the same mistake!" He was furious but Catherine knew she was the one who sent him out. She spoke up.

"Warrick... ease up. My fault. I sent him out." She said from the ground. Warrick knelt down beside her and reached out to help her up.

"Don't touch me…I'm evidence." She changed out of her clothes and went back to work. She was still scared but she wouldn't tell a soul.

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"One ends up killing another." Catherine said in the morgue talking about the case.

"And almost Catherine." David Phillips said matter of fact. Catherine looked up amazed that he could say that.

"That had to be scary, huh?"

"I didn't have time to be scared, David." She said defensively. She turned and walked out. Warrick went to follow, but then hesitated and stayed behind.

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Catherine leaned on her SUV outside of the lab letting the breeze blow her hair around. She wanted to forget what had happened but she could still feel the guy on her and although she told David she didn't have time to be scared she had lied. She was terrified but could never admit it. She heard jogging steps getting closer and closer. She didn't want to talk to anyone right now.

"Catherine, I heard what happened. are you alright?"

"I would be if everyone stopped asking me that." She said bitterly to Sara. Sara didn't observe the hint in her tone so she reached out and touched her head where the gash was.

"My god, I'm so sorry this happened." She said.

"It's not your fault. I'm fine, honest." She said. Then she felt the need to talk more,

"I lied. I was scared, I still am."

"Oh, Catherine." Sara said pulling her into a hug. Catherine hugged back,

"Don't tell anyone, kay?"

"Okay."

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