A/N This chapter focuses on Greg. This is the last of my already writen chapters, now you have to wait to get the rest.

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Challenge Must include all team members (but smiley faces from me if it centers around Catherine and/or Warrick) :) Must involve the CSI's as superheroes/heroes. (I was watching 'Heroes' the other day and got the idea)! For those of you who don't watch the show, this does NOT have to be a crossover. Just the idea of them secretly being superheroes...mwahaha... OR villains?? Could be fun! Any length.

Superhero Challenge

Discovering the Unknown

Chapter 2

"Wow Sara, at least your first time was interesting. Mine was so…so," Greg paused while he thought of an appropriate word, "bland and embarrassing."

"I thought it was kind of funny." Catherine shrugged her shoulders.

"Of course you would," Nick commented, earning him a jab in the ribs from the strawberry blond.

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"For a wedding planner, this guy was a bit of a pack-rat," Greg observed as he pushed through the clutter in the missing person's home.

"Oh, you would know?" Sofia asked with a smirk.

"No! Don't they have to be super organized?" he shot back. Greg picked up random odds and ends, none of them grabbing his attention.

Soon Greg tripped over a large suitcase, extracting a large laugh from the female detective. Greg looked down, but, suddenly, he didn't see the brown leather surface covered with stickers from different locations. Instead, he could see the contents within: a check book, whistle, swim trunks, and sunscreen.

"What's in the suitcase?" Sofia asked, expecting him to open it. Greg recited the list of objects before even touching the case. As soon as he tilted the box to show her, revealing his 'guess' as the truth, he watched Sofia's mouth drop open.

"What are you; Grissom?" she asked.

"Yeah, I guess," Greg responded, his voice mixed with worry and excitement.

"Let's go see what the neighbor has to say," Sofia suggested. She let Greg lead the way out the door, which of course, he saw right through.

Greg's mind was clouded with confusion. He couldn't figure out what was happening to him or why. All he knew was he, Greg Sanders, had X-Ray Vision. Wow, he thought, DefinitePotential.

The sound of an older woman's crackly voice contrasting with Sofia's smooth accent brought him out of his head.

"Ma'am, all we want is for you to answer a few questions," Sofia tried to reason with the short, portly woman.

"No! You are trying to pin this on me!" the woman yelled.

"Really, we aren't. We just want to know all that you know about Mr. Flank's disappearance," Greg said as he finally took in the appearance of the woman. As soon as he focused, Greg regretted it. He could see everything, leaving him with a mental image he would rather have gone his whole life without. Quickly, Greg spun on his heels and ran for his SUV.

Back at the lab, Greg kept his head down as he moved from station to station, picking up clues to his case along the way. He had figured out that if he focused on any amount of detail, he was able to see through the object in question. Such as clothes. Greg had once figured, in one of his weird off topic thoughts that never related to anything, that if he could have a super power, it would be X-Ray vision for the sole purpose of seeing through women's tops. Of course, that was when he was fifteen. Now it was just awkward for him to be around female co-workers.

Now he had to trudge around, barely letting people register in his mind. He knew he would seem distant, possibly even ignorant to the people he talked to. At least until he ran through the halls screaming his new ability for all to hear.

"Greg, I took the honor of sparing you the pain of listening to Hodges talk," Catherine's harsh, yet soft and motherly voice rang through the hallowed halls. Greg froze where he stood. How was he supposed to go about working with a woman like Catherine? Or Sara? Or anyone else for that matter?

"No need to thank me," she added sarcastically when he didn't speak.

"Thanks, Catherine," he said in an attempt to humor her. She merely gave him a small smile. Greg still hadn't looked at her once. His eyes remained focused just left of her face, staring past, or rather through, the door behind her. Unfortunately, she seemed to notice. Catherine shifted her weight to her right—his left—with a smirk on her face.

"Don't be embarrassed, Greg," She said with a laugh before walking hurriedly away. Greg turned around, watching her leave, in bewilderment. She's in people's heads now? He couldn't help but ask himself.

Told you they were short chapters. Sorry about that. Hmm...who should I write about next? Any suggestions?