Summary: just a drabble, it just seems sometimes like what they do doesn't effect them, so I wrote this piece on Grissom.

Disclaimer: none of this belongs to me, if it did, well, lets just say it would be slightly different, oh and Warrick wouldn't of gotten married.

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Glistening tears escape, unwanted.

Gliding slowly down a pale face.

Sliding slowly, before wiped away quickly,

From behind the yellow tape.

Trained eyes watch for details,

Crouching away from the crowd,

Next to body,

Solving the puzzle.

Anything could tell a story.

Red stained eyes, take in the scene,

Red from worry.

Pain is everywhere, but that might just be in his mind.

Emotional and physical.

The body laying still on the ground, eyes glaring accusingly at the sky.

Life has been taken from this one.

Sometimes he wonders what life would be like if pain didn't exist.

But then he shakes away the thought, and holds his head high.

He turns, towards the crowd gathered around the taped off area.

Sometimes you need to ignore the pain, but-

Without pain, he would be out of a job.