Over Stayed Your Welcome, Mr. Grissom
Chapter 4
"Are you sure he didn't hang up on you?" The younger CSI asked while glancing to his senior co-worker. Catherine didn't answer, she just kept her eyes on the road. The female CSI needed to get to Gil immediatly. She massed a sign with the milages on it, and she figured she was about 10 miltes away from where the supervisor of the graveyard shift said he had pulled off the road. They would be there within a few minutes.
"Look for the next exit, Nick" Catherine spoke, her heart was ramming within her ribcage, it felt like it was going to pop out at this rate. Her anxiety was at a level she had only experienced once within her lifetime. That time was when she got a call from her daughter, who was crying, and trapped in her ex-husbands' car. She couldn't seem to get there fast enough. That was the same with this situation, she felt like she was going in slow motion.
"There, Cath." Nick pointed out. Cath turned into it, after catching a glimpse of the sign that Gil was talking about. Surely enough a few yards ahead there was a faint outline of a car pulled over. His Tahoe. The two CSIs moved across the bridge and re-entered the main road, going the opposite direction.
Catherine pulled over behind the dark car, and stepped out. This was when she began to hold her breathe. Nick exited the car and followed her as she approached the car. Catherine glanced into the drivers' side window. Gil was leaning over the steering wheel, it looked like he would fall over into her when she opened the door. It was too dark to see the wound though.
When she opened the door, she did it slow. As she expected the supervisor was half leaning on the door as well, He fell forward, and Nick took his shoulders' in his arms gentily. Catherine eased the door open more as Nick pulled his boss from the car and laid him down, back facing the ground.
Catherine gasped as she flicked the overhead lights on the inside of the car. The cloth apon the drivers' seat was covered in blood. Along with the steering wheel, the inside of the window, and the windsheild. She pulled out a flashlight from her pocket and flicked it on. She flashed it over to Nick and Gil. The younger CSI had his flashlight out already, examining the damage.
"He's got a weak pulse. We need to get him to a hospital immediatly." Nick said, glancing to Catherine quickly. She was frozen in her spot for a minute, the shock of the damage done to him was heartbreaking. Finally she was able to scramble back to the SUV she drove and grab the walkie talkie. She relaid their spot onto the local law enforcement and asked for immediate paramedic services.
"He's bleeding pretty badly." Nick was trying to keep a lid on his own emotions as he saw the blood from his boss all over him. The one arm was completely covered in it, along with that side of his torso. He found a small hole within his cloths, but knew that wasn't the entry point.
"Cath! Did he say where he was shot?" Nick said, searching his unconcious boss's body for the entry point. Catherine gawked, trying to think back and recall. She stepped towards them and knelt down to Gil and Nick.
"No...I don't think so." She replied quietly, trying to hold back her own tears. Nick finally just took Gils' shoulder and pulled his face towards him so the young CSI could see his back. Nick had to bite back his own vomit from the sight of the crater in Gils' back, in his shoulderblade. He had found the entry point now. The male CSI gentily placed Grissom back to his first position.