Sara
Grissom has been faithful to me for a year now. By faithful, I mean he has emailed me at least once a week for a whole year. At first, the emails always had the usual "how are you," but then he started writing about his cases and he would ask me questions to see my knowledge on a subject or to find out my opinion. The emails became less and less personal and more professional, always being about work. It was a little disappointing, considering we had a pretty personal relationship for those wonderful three days during his seminar.
In my replies I would always give my opinion on the case or tell him little facts about the topic that I knew or looked up. I could have add in little personal details about my life and how I am doing, but he doesn't and I don't want to ruin what we have, although, I'm not happy with what we have, but it is better than nothing.
We did give each other our phone numbers, but we have never used them. That's why I was so shocked and surprised when I picked up the phone one day and heard his voice. I was wondering how he was doing because it had been a little over a week since his last email. What he said after the pleasantries shocked me even more. He was running a case where one of his CSI's was involved. He needed someone to run the investigation. He did not want to go outside CSI. He was calling to ask me to come to Las Vegas and run the investigation. I know I paused after he said this because a minute later he asked if I was still there. I said yes and that I would love to come out and help with the investigation. He said that was great and he would email me the details. Then he said bye and I said bye in return. My mind was reeling for hours after the conversation. I had told him I would come without really thinking about it. I would have to get time off of my new job at the Coroner's Office in San Francisco and scrounge up enough money for a plane ticket to Vegas. My mind was cursing my heart for acting so rash, but I really wanted to see him again. I wondered if he would look any different.
I got the details about the investigation the next day.
Dear Sara,
Thank you for helping me out with this investigation. A new CSI, Holly Gribbs, was shot while processing a scene. My CSI, Warrick Brown, was to process with her, but left her alone instead. I'm not sure if Holly will survive. I need you to come to Vegas for a week to interview Warrick and find out the details of what exactly happened.
It will be nice to see you again.
Grissom
Wow, there was actually a personal note in the email. It will be nice to see him again as well. Now I have to go and pack for my trip to Gil Grissom in Las Vegas.
Grissom
I've had an email relationship with Sara for about a year now. I've written to her about my latest cases and little quirky facts I have learned from doing the case. She in return writes about little facts she knows and gives her opinion on my cases. I've enjoyed keeping in touch with her, but I miss her voice and her touch. I've always wished I could have gotten up the courage to call her, since we gave each other our phone numbers, but I was too afraid.
Now I have a reason to call her. My newest CSI, Holly Gribbs, has gotten injured at a crime scene and we're not sure if she'll live. One of my best CSI's, Warrick Brown, was supposed to be with her, but left her alone to run an errand. I need someone to run an investigation, but I do not want anyone, except a CSI involved. Sara was the first person who popped into my mind. I know she doesn't live in Vegas and would need to fly here, but I couldn't think of anyone else I would rather see work this investigation.
When I called her I was glad to hear how happy she sounded. I was afraid to ask her such a big favour though. For a second I thought she was going to turn me down, but then she came back out of her reviver and said yes. I promised to email her the details of the case and I did the next day.
I wonder if she'll look any different from when I saw her about a year ago. I know I've got more wrinkles and grayer hair than the last time, but hopefully she won't notice. I just can't wait to see her again.
The End
This was a prequel for "One of the Best Days of my Life."