Disclaimer: We do not own any of these Characters but only our own. We would like to have Greg, but we can't. :-)

A/N: This story is my first. However, I have tag teamed with A.G. Hart,too. She's written a bunch of CSI fanficsand they're really good. So if you like this, check out hers too. It's my first Chapter EVERso don't kill me k? Please like it.Shpanks.

Chapter 1-

The call came in, two bodies at a house in Henderson. Nick and Greg were assigned to the case and headed out.

They pulled into the driveway, not noticing the one that pulled in right behind them. They got their kits and headed into the house. Nick led, with Greg behind him. As he shut the door he heard someone yell.

"Hey!" it was a woman with red hair. "There is someone behind you!"

"Oh, sorry," Greg said, only half-heartedly.

"Jerk," she said under her breath.

"What?" he had heard her mumble some thing. He turned to look at her. She was about 5'7" with shoulder length red hair. Her eyes looked blue, but it was hard to tell at first glance. Not bad, he thought. If only she had an attitude to match.

She just weakly smiled and then walked towards the nearest police officer.

"Where's the child?" Greg heard her ask.

"In here," the police office said and led the way.

''What happened here?'' Nick asked an officer as Greg began looking at the scene. Below him were two lifeless bodies, a male and female, both surrounded by blood.

''A robber broke in around 6 and killed these two while their child hid'' the officer explained.

''Were they the parents?'' Greg asked. Nick began taking pictures with the camera. The officer nodded.

Nick shook his head ''Poor kid, how old?''

''Eight,'' the woman with red hair answered as she entered from the doorway. "And scared out of his mind''.

Greg just shook his head. "Damn."

"Riley Parrish, Child Services," she said, walking towards him.

He was about to warn her about the gruesome scene in front of him, but she moved to fast. When she saw the bodies lying on the floor, she quickly turned her head away.

"Why don't I go see the boy?" Greg said to Nick, motioning to Riley with his head.

Nick saw the distress in her face. "That would be good," he answered.

"Greg Sanders," he said to her as they walked back into the other room.

''Before we go in, let me mention to you that this boy has been through a lot today, so don't tease too much'' Riley stopped him before they entered the room.

''What are you insisting?'' Greg asked in monotone.

''Look, I'm just saying…don't say much so this goes a lot smoother, okay?''

Greg was a little ticked at what she was implying. This wasn't his first crime scene. This wasn't his first victim. Just who does she think she is? He thought.

"I know what I'm doing," he corrected her.

"Have you dealt with children in a situation like this before?" she asked.

He thought, and then just shook his head.

"I have and it's not easy. Children need special handling."

''I can talk to children fine'' Greg snapped.

''Okay, well Mr.Sanders, I want you to go on in there, and tell that child where he'll be staying, or what exactly happened to his parents, or to calm him down...because the last thing he wants right now is a lollipop.'' Riley snapped back in whisper. She was just doing her job for pete's sake! She sighed shaking her head.

Greg held up his hands in surrender. Obviously, this woman was not going to lighten up. "Sorry."

She let out a deep breath. "I'm sorry, too," she started, softening her facial expression slightly. "It's been a rough night. This is my third call in the last three hours."

Greg just nodded. "I'll try and be as quick as possible."

''That's all I ask Mr. Sanders,'' Riley replied as she leaned against the wall.

Greg nodded and walked into the boy's room. Riley could hear them talking faintly. She knew she had been too hard on Greg, but she just couldn't help herself. She'd seen too many kids mishandled by cops, only causing more problems.