CSI: Crime Scene Investigation

Fallen Butterfly

Chapter One- Blood Trail

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the CSI characters, creations, or anything else. It is entirely owned by CBS.

Sara groaned as she turned over in her bed, the sheets slithering off her body. She shivered as the cold bit into her skin. Glancing over at her digital clock, she sighed as she pushed herself out of bed. Shift would be starting soon, and Sara was not one known to be late. Last case was rough even if it wasn't hers; a multiple looking Sara Sidle had been found lying on her bathroom floor, her throat slashed. Debbie Marlin (the victim) had been murdered, by her ex-boyfriend Vincent Lurie. Everybody in the team knew it, but there was too little evidence to point that out. So in the end he had walked free. Walked free, into the world without justice! The thought of it made Sara's blood boil. Yet, she remembered her co-worker Gil Grissom's words as he had confronted Lurie in the interrogation room. The words which he should have spoken to her instead of a complete stranger.

Sara knew that the case had taken its toll on him, heck it had taken effect on everyone who had worked it. But she was angry with Grissom. Just because Debbie had given Lurie a good life, then taken it away to give it to someone else, didn't mean she would to! Why couldn't he see that! She really wanted nothing to do with Grissom at the moment, she felt sick and tired of his pathetic excuses. She debated all these questions in her head over and over as she quickly had a shower and changed into her sensible office clothes. Just as she stepped into the kitchen her cell rang.

Groaning as she read who it was, Catherine Willows

Sighing she flipped open the cell, "Yeah."

"Sara!?" Catherine exclaimed.

Sara held the phone a centimeter away from her ear. She could have sworn the speaker button was automatically pushed whenever Catherine called, "Yeah, what's up?"

"Where the hell are you?" she asked furiously, "We got a DB out in the middle of nowhere, and Grissom gave me you."

"Gee, thanks."

Catherine sighed, "That's not what I meant, Grissom's got all the boys tonight. Apparently they're all on some big case; a whole family was murdered in the middle of the night, really gory."

"Why couldn't we all work that case?"

"I know. But he gives us the DB out in the mountains, when the temperature is absolutely freezing" Catherine shivered into the phone, "Tell ya the truth, this is really bizarre."

"What's bizarre? The victim, location-"

"Sort of, but I was aiming at the weather" Catherine said, "Normally it's really warm out here, but It feels like the temperature is dropping every hour. Make sure you bring a good jacket with you."

Sara smiled slightly, yanking up her thick black jacket which was slung over a chair on her way out. Opening her door, she turned back to her conversation with Catherine once more "Alright I'll be there as soon as-"

As soon as she found out why blood was lining the corridor outside her apartment. Sara stood there, mouth forming the last of her sentence, without any noise escaping. The scene around her, adjusting to her groggy brain speed. There was blood…lots of it. It spattered the walls, and most importantly the floor. Soaking through the timber boards.

"As soon as what?" came Catherine's curious comment.

"Uh…I'm gonna have to call you back" Sara said. And without waiting for a reply, she hung up slipping her phone into her pocket and drawing her gun. She knew she should call the police, but she was curious to see, and a little shaken she had never seen so much blood in one room except the morgue. Proceeding down the hall way, she cautiously followed the blood trail. It wasn't hard to guess where it lead, even without the trail guiding her. A door further down the hallway was swinging on its hinges, as Sara approached it bizarrely opened further, as if a gust of wind had hit it backward. Sara peered into the room beyond.

A man in his middle twenties lay on his stomach, thrown over the bed. There was a gigantic hole in his back; Sara couldn't think of a weapon capable of that much damage. Half of his scalp was removed in the same fashion. The smell in the room was disgusting; he would have had to have been dead for at least a day.

'But wouldn't I have noticed all that blood when I went home earlier?" Sara thought. But she shook her head as she realized he might not have been killed here. Judging by all the blood in the hallway, he was dragged to this location, Sara looked on disgusted. The things humans could do to each other was horrifying. She was distracted as her mobile rang once more.

"Sidle" she answered. She winced as she heard his voice.

"Sara I got a phone call from Catherine" Grissom began angrily, "First you're late, then you just hang up on her for some mysterious reason. Will you please get down there with her before she talks my ear off! And anyway why did you hang up? You know Cath Sara and she-"

"Grissom!" Sara said sharply. She really didn't want to talk to him at the moment, his voice sent shivered down her spine, anxious shivers. And she knew he didn't want to talk with her right now either, this was just business. Quickly trying to get off the phone she opened her mouth and explained, "Forget that, I just found a dead guy next to my apartment block. You better send one of the guys over here."

"God" Catherine complained, as Sara got out of the Tahoe, "What took you so long? I've already gathered pretty much everything."

"Sorry" Sara shivered, "I found a DB in my apartment block…"

"Oh, you okay?" Cath muttered as Sara nodded, "Well…why didn't you take it?"

"Grissom did, I think he prefers the solo thing" Sara lied, clenching her jaw as she said Grissom's name. She would rather just forget about him right now and focus on the task at hand. But she didn't want Catherine to think anything was wrong. She knew Grissom came to the scene because he didn't want to associate with anyone right at the moment, but he wouldn't let her work it with him, refusing and saying Catherine would be mad that she didn't have any help. Sara knew this was only partly true as his eyes never caught hers when he had explained this. He was deliberately avoiding her, this just made her angrier.

Catherine cooked one eyebrow suspicious at Sara's behavior when she said Grissom's name "Well, that's for sure. Anyway DB has been taken away, but I did find an identity on her."

Catherine held up a driver's license for Sara to see, "Her name is Debra Fellons, age 25. She was found over there" Catherine pointed to a small glitch further off the road, "Her throat slit and neck twisted."

Sara looked at the picture of Debra Fellons; the woman had chocolate brown hair and golden hazel eyes. She sighed, this woman had so much to live for, it wasn't fair for someone to just come and take that all away. Gritting her teeth she shoved the fresh wave of emotions which flew at her, kept a straight face and turned back to Catherine.

"What else did you find?"

"Tracks" the blonde answered pointing with her flashlight to a spot a few meters away. There were faint indentions in the mud there, which were very light, "It looks like some sort of sports car. They're usually the ones which leave little trace, and have that sort of pattern to them. I also pulled a hair off the vic, luck for us there's DNA on it to. How many gingers you know?"

She held up a bag, which had a short orange hair in it. Catherine tucked it away into the suitcase again, along with the rest of the evidence and beckoned Sara to follow. Sara nodded and the two of them set off searching the surrounding area for anything else. Twenty minutes later, Sara smiled as she came across a tiny glint reflecting off her flashlight. Squatting down as she plucked up a chipped tooth from the mud with her tweezers.

"Cath!" Sara called.

"Yeah" Catherine said rushing to her side.

"How many people you know who have bits of their teeth falling from their mouth?"

TBC…

A/N: Next chapter will be up soon, the plot thickens. This is my first CSI fic, so if I get anything wrong bear with me I will get the hang of it. Review and tell me what you think!

Sarah