This is my first FanFic. Leave comments to let me know what you think, and if I should continue! I love all feed-back so don't be afraid to leave a comment! Thanks!
Sweet Jorja Beta this for me, but all mistakes are mine!
Disclaimer: I do not own CSI or it's characters. This story is set in my own AR of my mind.
Takes place in season 5 after Sara tells Grissom about her past, but before Nick gets kidnapped.
Synopsis: A tragic accident hits CSI. Will Grissom be too late? How will the team cope with what happened, and Sara's past?
Whispers in the Dark
Prologue
Coming back from his case, Gil Grissom walked into the brightly lit crime lab. It was just after three in the morning, and he could feel the strain of his case. A fourteen-year-old girl committed suicide due to being bullied over the years at school. Grissom hated cases like these, and just wanted to go hide in his office.
Walking up to the receptionist Judy's desk, Grissom spoke softly, "Hello Judy. Any messages for me?"
"Hello Dr. Grissom, just these few." She handed over the pink memo slips.
"Thank -"
She interrupted him, "Do you know where Sara is?" She seemed very hesitant to ask.
"She's at a scene with Nick in Boulder City." He paused as he looked at Judy cautiously. "She probably won't be back for at least a few hours. Why?"
She thought for a second, "Um… A woman about in her fifties maybe, came in asking if Sara worked here. Before I could answer her, she said it was very important that Sara get this as soon as possible." She held up the envelope that had just "Sara Sidle" written on the front. "I have to leave early tonight..."
Before Judy could finish, "Hm, I'll give it to her when I next see her."
"Alright, thanks."
As Grissom took the envelope, he asked, "Did the woman say who she was?"
"No, she just said Sara needed to get this ASAP, and then quickly left. I asked the woman again who she was, but she wouldn't -"
Grissom cut her off, "Don't worry Judy, I'm sure Sara will find out when she opens it."
With a puzzled expression he headed for his office.
An hour later, he was just finishing up his paperwork when his phone rang.
Without looking at the screen, he answered, "Grissom."
Brass drew in a deep breath before he spoke, "Gil." There was a long pause. He drew in another deep breath, "There's been an accident."
So what do you think? Should I continue? Feedback is always nice! I do have the first chapter written. Will post after I get some reviews.
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