Disclaimer: Of course I don't own CSI. I wish I did. Nick is too yummy for words.
A/N: Sorry it has taken so long to update. General life got in the way plus I am suffering from writer's block. Thanks for reading and I hope to update soon.
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Sam has now been working for the crime lab in Las Vegas for six months. In that time frame, she has built strong relationships with everyone on the team. Catherine she saw as the mother of the team, if she had something she couldn't wrap her head around she went to Catherine for some insight. Catherine would help shed a new perspective on Sam's findings and help Sam go in the right direction. Reese, she saw as a sister. They would go to the gym together for kickboxing or go shopping for clothes. Greg was pure fun, somebody to kid around with, play guitar hero against, and of course the occasional practical joke. Then there was Nick. Sam had an attraction to Nick that was for sure. She knew they could never be more than just friends since the worked together. She felt safe around him and always looked forward to the two of them working on a case together.
Around midnight Catherine, Nick, and Sam were called to the Lake Meade area where to dead bodies were found.
Catherine: "1 male, one female, both early 20's. Looks like they were into the rough stuff."
Sam: "Just because they were wearing goth gear doesn't make them into the "rough stuff" Sam made sure to make quotation marks with her hands as she said this.
Nick: "What do you know about goth gear my dear innocent sweet Samantha?"
Sam: "I've been to quite a few goth clubs in my day. I like the music and not feeling like I was in a meat market when I went to them."
Catherine: "Well Nick take a look around and see what you can find. This could have been a body dump. Sam start cataloging the scene and make sure to get plenty of pictures. We'll loose what ever we have if the rain we're suppose to get comes tomorrow night."
Nick started looking for tire tracks and Sam started to take pictures. Once enough pictures were taken of the bodies, the coroner's office started to get them ready for transport.
Catherine: "Uhg, oh now that's just gross."
Sam turns around to see what is making Catherine so green in the gills.
Sam: "Now that's a lot of maggots."
Sam reached down get one of the white squirmy objects and put it in an evidence jar.
Catherine: "I'm glad you're here to do that. Those are just nasty."
Sam: "No biggie. I've always had a thing for the creepy crawlies."
Nick walks up. "Now that's no way to talk about you're ex-boyfriends."
Sam: "Ha ha very funny. Do you guys notice anything? The bodies look to have been here for at least two weeks but no sign of flies anywhere. There should be a whole lot of bugs around here."
Nick: "I think we have a Grissom Jr. on our hands."
Sam: "Excuse me?"
Nick: "Gil Grissom, used to be our shift supervisor and a renowned entomologist."
Catherine: "I haven't talk to him in a while. What a great excuse to give him a call. Maybe I can get both him and Sara to come out here for a visit."
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Finally living their happy life in San Francisco (A/N: Yes I am a GSR shipper all the way. Sorry back to the story) Grissom returned home from a full day teaching at SFSU (San Francisco State Univiersity).
Grissom: "Sara I'm home."
Sara: "How was your day?" Sara reached up and gave him a kiss.
Grissom: "It was good. I heard from Catherine today."
Sara: "Really how is everyone?"
Grissom: "They're good. Most of the conversation was professional though. Two DB's out in the dessert, abandoned for at least two weeks but with maggot activity of a few days at most."
Sara: "Do they want you to come out to help?"
Grissom: "Yes. Why don't you come out with me? I know everyone would like to see you again."
Sara: "That's a good idea, I do miss everyone. Besides, not much longer until we have to consider somebody else in our plans." Sara starts to rub her 6 month pregnant belly.
Grissom: "Will it be safe for you to travel?"
Sara: "Of course. I'm good up until my 32 week"
Grissom: "I'll book our flight and hotel."
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A/N: I wrote this a while a go and I wanted it to be longer but as I said before writer's block. I will try to update soon. Thank you for reading.