Invisible Assailant

by: SilverEpiphany

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of CSI, they are owned by CBS and Alliance-Atlantis ( at least I think tha's what they're name is). I just like to let them float around in my head for awhile, maybe make them dance for me, the usual stuff....

Catherine grumbled as she entered the forensic building that day. Never in her life had she seen it rain so hard in Las Vegas. Luckily, she had had the sense to leave relativly early for work because traffic had been absolutly horrible. She was so early in fact, that the halls were basically empty when she arrived. A small chuckle escaped her lips when she thought of what Grissom would say when he found out that she had beaten him to work for once. Grissom would flip. It would be priceless.

Water trailed behind her as she stepped into the locker room to change out of her wet clothes.

*Damn weatherman, never gets the weather right* she thought as she opened her locker and pulled out her spare clothes.

The room was dimly lit, and somewhat chilly. Catherine stripped off her clothes quickly, being in there by herself was more than a little creepy. Perking her ears up, she thought she heard a noise coming from the showers. Now she remembered why she never liked to be here by herself.

"Get a grip." she spoke loudly. It was probably a leaky shower head dripping or something, no big deal.

Turning back to her locker she put on her blouse and buttoned it up. But again as she reached for her dress pants, a sound came from behind her. It seemed as if it was getting closer and closer. Her heart was pounding loudly in her chest, so loud that she was sure whoever was in the room with her could her it too. There was no time to reach for her gun, laying just a foot within reach. She could feel the presense of this stranger behind her, breathing slowly rhythmically in and out. The hairs on the back of her neck were standing straight up as the hot stench hit her from behind. It was a grotesque smell, a cross between dead fish and fecal matter. A cold clammy hand reached up to touch her damp golden blonde hair.

" Hello Cath" a male voice hissed into her ear. "How's life been treating you?"

End of Chapter One

I know that this was really short. I promise that the chapter will be longer in the future. Please review! I always want feedback. Thanks.