I thought I'd try to write something a bit different from my normal things. This is a CSI GSR fic it might be a bit OCCish, but if that is just bare with me b/c this is my very first attempt.

So Many Faces
Summary: A serial Killer is on the loose and his next target could cause someone to doubt their current situation...GSR

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Chapter 1

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She stood in the hall and tried not to break down. It was the third victim in two days, and he was getting smarter. No prints, no hair, just the same fibers. Sara tried not to cry, but the tears slowly slid down her face. The victim was placed as neatly as the last, her index and ring finger nails were torn out, a sock was stuffed in her mouth, wrists and ankles were tied to the bed. She was battered from her struggle, bruises on her inner-thighs, wrists, face, chest, and ankles. Blood stained the sheets from where her nose had bleed. Her eyes, life-less and still, were open and fixed in fear. She stood there and shut her eyes. Usually she was collected but now...Sara could hear her scream, could see her struggle. It was what she once told Grissom, she can hear them scream.

"Honey?" Sara heard from the right, breaking her out of her ravine. It was light, and earthy, and husky...everything male. She shivered internally and opened her eyes, only to be met with the blue spheres of one Gilbert Grissom. "Are you okay?"

At that she turned away from his face. He'd seen her like this so many times before, so many times. However, this time she was tired of facing it, facing him. She was in utter disgust, looking at what this monster did to this woman, and hearing her screams along with the other two. She vowed then that this monster would not get away with this again.

"Sara."

"How could he?" She then walked over to the body and started looking for something anything, but at the time her mind was too clouded with hate and depression to even concentrate. So her search for the time being, was hopeless. She just tried to compose herself while Grissom was looking in the other room of the complex. It was hard to see her lying there, her body splayed, eyes open. Finally she got up the courage, pulled out some markers and started to take some photographs before she closed the victims eyes. Sara couldn't stand looking at them anymore. "What sort of monster could do this sort of thing?" She whispered to herself.

"Hey Sara, could you come in here please?" Sara heard Grissom's distinct voice call from another part of the complex. After a few moments she rounded the corner to the dining room and spotted him next to the door on the floor, near the door jam. "Look at this."

She pulled some forceps out of her kit and pulled some fibers off the nail.

"I found a shoe print, in the bedroom. He had stood there long enough to make an indentation in the carpet." Sara stated as she put the fibers inot a ready evidence bag that Grissom had pulled from his kit.

"This time he made two mistakes, my guess is, he stood there and held her down." He sealed the bag. "Did you get a picture?"

"Yes, Size twelve shoe."

For a brief moment, she just looked at Gil. Really looked at him. They had grown apart and she missed talking to him. After a few more movement, she turned to go back towards the bedroom. The body had already been moved but the sheets were tattered and torn. She noticed blood that wasn't present on the first two victims.

"Sarahlenne Robins."

"Who?" Sara turned to Grissom.

"The Vic- Sarahlenne Robins. Found her purse thrown behind the couch. She was ambushed."

"No signs of forced entry though."

"But the table has been shoved, see the indentations in the carpet?" He pointed to the marks on the floor. "It was shoved this way, and look at this."

There was blood on one of the corners that he swabbed off and collected.

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TBC...
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So this is my first attempt...tell me what you think, Should I update?