This is my take on the season 7 finale "Living Doll". Enjoy. And please R&R.
Disclaimer: I do not own CSI or any of the characters. But oh, the power I would have if I did…
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WARNING: This story contains spoilers of the season finale "Living Doll". Please don't read any further if you do not wish to be spoiled. You have been warned. Proceed with caution.
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Grissom could count on one hand the number of times he pulled his gun. Tonight was one of them. His chest was pounding. His heart beat so loudly that he was sure anyone close to him could hear it. Brass was usually strict on allowing a CSI to clear a scene, but this time he made an exception for an old friend.
Brass entered the townhouse first, followed by two uniformed officers and Grissom. Guns drawn, they cleared the house room by room, but there was no trace of Sara.
"Sara!" Grissom called as he made his way around the familiar territory. "Sara!"
Brass walked over to him. He put his hand on Grissom's shoulder. "We've cleared the house, Gil. She's not here. Her car is gone. Maybe, I don't know, maybe something came up suddenly that she needed to attend to. We've got an APB out on her car. Remember, Sara's a tough cookie. It's not time to worry yet." Brass motioned towards the door and the two officers followed suit.
Grissom sighed and turned to follow. Just then he spotted something out of place. Sitting on the bookshelf was a picture in a frame that had not been there earlier that night. As Grissom walked over to the picture, his heart began to beat wildly. A picture of a doll, identical to the ones found in each of the miniature crime scenes was staring back at Grissom.
"Jim..." Grissom called as he slipped on a pair of gloves and picked up the picture. Brass came up next to him. He looked at the picture and then at Grissom.
Grissom met his gaze. "Is it time to worry yet?"
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A/N I realize this chapter is extremely short, but I wanted to get it out before I forgot it. I might add more to this chapter later, but until then.. please be patient. And thanks for reading!