Katrina looked down at the steep slope leading into the shut down dam. She sighed and looked at Nick, "We have to go down there?"

He smiled, "Yep." He started down the slope carefully; he gripped his kit tighter making sure not to drop it. He reached the bottom and waited for Warrick. He looked up at Greg and Katrina, the two didn't move.

"Sanders, Grissom Junior get down there now," Katrina looked to her left to see Brass smiling at them.

"Easy for you to say, you're not the one climbing down there," Greg muttered before walking down it.

Katrina took a deep breath and made her way down after Greg, this is a lot steeper than it looks. Greg reached the bottom and turned to watch as Katrina made her way down, she was about a few feet from the bottom when she lost her foot, her kit flew out of her hands and was caught easily by Nick, her other hand which had held the camera flew off, Warrick caught it. All that was left to catch was Katrina herself, and being the one with free hands Greg jumped towards her catching her around the waist. She smacked into him catching his almost prepared body off guard sending them both to the ground. She moaned in pain and pushed off of Greg's chest to look at him. He was looking up at the sky, "Remind me to stop saving you…I always seem to be the one stuck with it."

Katrina grinned largely, "I guess you're just lucky like that."

Greg lifted his head slightly to look at her, he smirked at her, "Oh yeah, whys that?"

"Many men would die just to catch me," her smile grew bigger as a laugh escaped her lips.

Greg laughed too and lifted a hand to adjust her baseball cap that held her ponytail in the back; she did the same fixing his hat.

"Okay you two goofs, let's get to work," Warrick said from behind Katrina.

Nick reached down and grabbed Katrina's wrist lifting her up easily, he grabbed Greg's arm and helped him up as well, "Thanks Nicky."

"Okay, now that we've all made it down here with are equipment and ourselves in one piece…why don't we find the pieces we need," Warrick handed Katrina the camera and pointed towards one end of the dam, "You and Greg go down there see if you can find any…body parts."

"Body parts," Katrina muttered, "Lovely…couldn't he be in one piece?"

Warrick chuckled, "That'd make our job a whole lot easier, now get."

Greg picked up his kit and Katrina's, "Alright c'mon."

Katrina followed after to Greg futzing with the camera, she groaned in frustration and checked to make sure the strap was around her neck before letting it go. It bounced of her stomach before settling nicely against it.

Greg chuckled, "I'd treat the camera with respect if I was you."

"Yeah, well then maybe you should take pictures," Katrina growled.

"Alright, then you can collect that," Greg said nodding towards a red object.

Katrina walked closer to it and jumped back with a squeal, "Is-is that a-a…oh God!"

Greg put the kits down and opened them to put some gloves on, "It's only a lung calm down."

"Only a lung, easy for you to say," Katrina bent closer and fumbled with the camera trying to turn it on, eventually she turned it on and took a picture, "S-so if the lungs there…where's the rest of him?"

Greg shrugged and grabbed a bag out of the kit, "That's what we're looking for." He carefully picked up the lung with two hands, he stared at Katrina.

"Oh, the bag, right," she grabbed the bag off the ground and opened it allowing Greg to drop it in.

"Thanks," Greg zipped the bag shut and looked around, "How about you take one side and I'll take the other?"

Katrina nodded, "Sure." She grabbed her kit and walked away from him going towards the wall in front of her, making sure to look closely at everything around her, but there was nothing. She was about to turn around and yell for Greg, but stopped when she saw something sticking out from the closed dam door, she walked over and looked down at where the torso and head of man lie, "Lovely." His chest was split wide open showing that all the organs were missing, she set her kit down and snapped a picture, "Hey Greg!"

"Yeah," He yelled from the other side.

"I think I found half of our Vic," she looked over at where Greg was already running towards her, he stopped next to her and looked down at the empty body, "Lovely."

"Exactly what I said," Katrina took another picture before Greg walked forward to look closer, she followed close behind him and watched as he turned the man's head from side to side, then picked up each arm to look. He leaned closer while looking at the left arm and muttered something.

"What?" Katrina shuffled closer to him so that their bodies were pressed against each other looking at the arm.

"Look here," Greg pointed at the man's wrist to show where dots formed the shape of a 'V'.

Katrina took a picture of it and looked at Greg, "What does it mean?"

Greg put the arm down and looked her, "I'm not sure."

"Don't you two look like a few curious Kindergarteners?" Greg and Katrina looked over their shoulder to see Warrick and Nick, Warrick spoke again, "What do we have here?"
"Half a body," Greg responded standing up, "and a lung that was found over there."
Katrina stood up and looked around ignoring the boys as they talked; she slowly walked away from the three and towards the wall. Her curiosity getting the better of her, she let the camera hang around her neck as she stared at the wall, a few feet away were foot holes, "Maybe there's something up there." Katrina looked back to yell for them, but decided they were busy; "I'll go up then." She climbed up the wall using the foot holes looking back down every now and then, but kept going. She reached the top and climbed over to see woods, "Weird." She walked towards the woods, but froze and thought otherwise, maybe I should wait…

"Help me," Katrina froze in place and looked around trying to find the voice, it was coming from the woods, "Please help me." Katrina gulped and walked towards the woods and looked around, "Help me." She stopped in a clearing and looked around, but there was nothing. A branch broke from in front of her and she watched in shock as her mother stepped out from behind a tree, "Help me, please help me, I can't find my daughter."

Katrina stepped back as the woman pulled out a knife and looked at her, "You've been a bad, bad girl. Mommy's going to have to punish you."

"No," Katrina stumbled back and turned on her heels running out of the woods, her mother right behind her. She screamed twice as loud as she could, soon enough she could hear her name being yelled a few yards away. She kept running until she reached the edge where it dropped to the cement ground, Katrina turned sharply to see her mother running at her. Her mother stopped a few feet away and looked at the ground. It stayed quiet. The woman's head snapped up and she let out a shriek as she threw the knife at her daughter, the knife struck Katrina's arm sending her backwards. She swung her good arm trying to grab anything, but there was nothing only air. She was falling and there was nothing she could do except watch as her Mother's grin grew bigger…then just like that she was gone.

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Greg listened as Warrick and Nick discussed something about what they found, Greg looked around the dam before it struck him, "Hey, where's Katrina?"

Warrick and Nick stopped talking they both whirled around in different directions, "Weren't you watching her?" Nick snapped.

"No, I was talking with you guys," Greg looked around, "She was right next to me."

"Where—," Warrick was caught off by the sound a scream, "Katrina."

The three ran towards the wall, Nick was the first to the foot holes, "Katrina!"

There was another scream then silence, a shriek sounded and Greg looked up to see Katrina standing at the edge. Something struck her and she flew backwards, she looked like she was grabbing for something, but there was nothing, she was falling fast, "Katrina!" Greg ran as fast he could towards her falling body, his heart pounded in his ears making him unable to hear the other two behind him. His only thought was to catch her and just like that he was on the ground surrounded by darkness…

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"Why weren't you with her!" Grissom snapped at Nick and Warrick.

"She was right there, and then she was gone," Nick said.

"She could have been killed!" Grissom yelled.

"Dad, stop! It wasn't there fault I shouldn't have walked off," Katrina stepped in, but it did nothing.

"Because of this I almost lost her again, and now I have a CSI member unconscious and unresponsive," Grissom paused allowing it to sink in; "the Doctor said he doesn't know when he'll wake up."

"Then I'll go back to bed," Greg muttered from where he lied on the bed.

"Oh my God," Katrina muttered, but before anyone could move towards Greg, Katrina was the first one at his side, she sat in the chair and gasped in surprise,"Greg, you're awake."

Greg smiled faintly at her, "I didn't die when I caught you, but I was close…is that enough to say I'm one of those guys who want to catch you?"

This made Katrina smile lightly she nodded and wiped dried tears from her face, "Yeah, yeah you do."

Greg smiled at her then looked at Grissom, Warrick and Nick at the end of his bed, "What's the damage?"

"Minor concussion," Grissom started, "A broken rib, a couple bruised ribs, a sprained arm, a fractured calf bone, a torn leg muscle, in the same leg if I might add, and a very badly bruised back."

Greg chuckled softly, but hissed in pain. He looked at Katrina, "If I would've known it would hurt this much to catch you…I would've chosen to be one of those who would die to catch you."

Katrina laughed softly and brought a hand up to brush bangs out of her face; she winced and lowered her arm carefully.

Greg finally noticed the bandage wrapped tightly around her arm, "What happened?"

"I got a knife tossed at my arm, no biggie," Katrina said.

Greg shook his head and sat up on his elbows fighting the urge to black out, "Are you okay?"

She laughed, "Am I alright? Greg you're the one in the bed."

Greg's face stayed serious as he stared at her arm, damn. I should've been watching her more carefully. This is my fault. His face softened to a sad, gloomy look. He lied back down and stared at the ceiling, "Yeah, but if I wasn't you'd be."

Katrina stared at him, "Thank you."

"I think I've saved you four times now," Greg said and looked at her, "I think you are death's target when you're around me."

Katrina smiled, "I wouldn't doubt it."

Grissom's cell phone rang startling the two, "Grissom." He stayed quiet, but finally hung up the phone, "We've got to get back to the lab, Nicky, Warrick you come with me. Katrina, stay with Greg."

Katrina nodded and waited till the door was shut before speaking again, "Does it hurt?"

Greg snorted, "Depends on what you're talking about."

Katrina bit her lip and looked down.

Greg's smile faded, "It's not your fault."

"I should've never gone up there," Katrina muttered.

"Katrina, please, don't blame yourself for this," Greg said, "I've been hurt worse before."

Katrina looked up at him with glazed eyes, "I'm leaving."

"What?"

"I'm leaving Vegas; maybe she'll follow me and leave you all alone."

Greg sat up on his elbows again and stared at her in bewilderment, "No."

"I don't want anybody else to get hurt because of me," Katrina's eyes brimmed with tears.

"Katrina, you're a part of CSI, you're a co-worker and you're a friend. We will do anything to keep you safe," Greg said.

She shook her head, "I can't risk losing any of you."

Greg's heart raced, "Katrina, you're not going to loose any of us, we'll keep each other safe."

Katrina's eyes flared, "Don't you understand? I can't handle to loose any of you! I already almost lost you!" Hey eyes dimmed and tears flooded over, "I almost lost you because of a mistake I made."

"Katrina," Greg stared, but she stopped him.

"Greg, I don't think I could forgive myself if I lost you," Katrina said, "When I woke up before and Dad told me that you weren't waking up…I thought the worst and almost passed out. When I came in here and saw you like this…Greg, my heart broke. I thought that you were going to die because of a stupid thing I did!"

Greg didn't reply.

"I don't understand, but lately you're all I can think about…and the thought of loosing you…" she trailed off as tears poured down her face. She cupped her face in her hands and sobbed quietly.

Greg watched her and spoke softly, "Katrina, I've never stopped thinking about you. When I saw you fall my heart stopped and my mind raced, I could only hope that I could get to you in time. All I could think about was feeling you just brushing my fingertips and hitting the ground. That thought of not getting there in time, the thought of loosing you forever because I wasn't fast enough, the thought of never hearing your laugh again, the thought of never seeing you smile, but mostly what made me move faster was the thought of never getting to tell you how I truly feel."

Katrina slowly looked up at him with sad eyes.

He reached a hand carefully towards her to brush stray hair away from her face, "I would never be able to live with myself if I hadn't caught you."

Katrina didn't say anything she stared at him with unreadable eyes, but eventually she moved to the edge of the chair and bent down so that their lips were brushing and whispered, "You'll always be able to catch me." She softly put her lips to his wanting nothing more than to feel his warmth. He put a hand on her cheek and kissed back just as softly. She pulled away and looked at him with sad eyes, tears welled up again, but she bit them back as she squeezed his hand. She quickly turned leaving the room.

Greg slowly lowered himself down on the pillow and let the thought of her lips against his play in his head, finally he allowed himself to whisper aloud to no one, "Don't worry, I won't ever let you fall again…"