Title: Puzzle Pieces Rating: PG - 13 Category: Romance, Drama, and Violence. Pairing: G/S Spoilers: Pilot, perhaps some more of Season 1. Summary: Strange how things come together. G/S Disclaimers: I do not own CSI: Crime Scene Investigation. Notes: It's got season one snippets and maybe other season bits too, but it's a completely different approach. Trust me, it's going to be great.

I hope you like blood, because for some reason it's very interesting at the moment. Although I'm not entirely sure why?

Chapter ONE

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If I could only find the one thing that would hurt him, I would have him. It's finding that important piece of the Doctor Gil Grissom puzzle, but where was that piece?

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"She's a friend. Someone I trust." He said making his words clear and final.

"That's great, someone snooping around." Catherine grabbed her coat and stomped out the room.

"Nick, you're with me." He handed the case slip to the Texan.

"What about me?" The dark tall man asked in a pained tone after Nick headed out.

"You get some personal time, go home. Sort out your story before Sara gets here." He delivered softly.

"I don't want any personal time, I want to help."

"Warrick, go home." The older man turned and left the room.

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Where might you be today? It's a lovely day and what a day it would be if something exciting happened? I may just have to think of something to get your attention dear doctor Grissom. Mmmm. puzzle piece, puzzle piece where might you be?

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"Norman fell." SNAP! "Norman pushed." SNAP! "Norman jumped." SNAP.

"Wouldn't you if you were married to Mrs. Roper?" A beautiful voice swam through the air and he stopped in his tracks.

He smiled and rolled his shoulder. "I don't even have to turn around. Sara Sidle." He turned and his smile grew to his eyes.

"It's me." She chimed lowering her sunglasses to see him. After a few seconds the air turned from calm to tense. "How's the girl?"

He looked at her and shook his head. "Not good." He sighed and lowered his head. "God Sara, I have so many unanswered whys."

Sara removed her sunglasses and breathed in slowly. "There's only one why and that's 'why did Warrick Brown leave the crime scene?'" He nodded and dropped his shoulders on a breath.

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Pretty! Someone new, wonder what's happened to bring such a beauty to this neck of the woods. I'll have to make sure I find out. Oh boy! I'd better move before the pigs get restless.

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The killer was found and arrested after a strange phone call and makeshift acting from Catherine. She had been initially angry that someone was nosing around, but once she met Sara, she seemed inclined to attempt to be at least civil. Warrick was given the options and he chose to work on his problems and made himself a promise never to let anyone else get attack or killed while he was working at CSI.

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He walked up to her hotel room door and knocked. He waited and nervously tapped his shoe on the skirting board. The door opened and he smiled widely. "Hey."

"Hey." She replied with an even larger smile. "You want to come in?" She opened the door wider and let him by.

"I wanted to tell you that I decided to give Warrick another chance. He's a good CSI and I couldn't let him go." He tried to explain knowing she wasn't going to like what he had decided.

She nodded biting her lower lip. "Ok."

He walked around the room and picked up a small photo frame from the nightstand. "I wanted to ask you something." He looked up at her and smiled, he gestured to the photo. "He's growing Sara."

Moving towards him slowly, she tilted her head to see the photo over his shoulder. "Look's more like his father everyday."

He placed the photo frame back and turned to her. "I hope so, but." He reached up and fingered a stray strand of hair. "He has his mothers curly hair."

She took his hand in hers and smiled. "His father's eyes." She held his hand in her right and traced his hairline down his cheekbone.

He closed his eyes and moaned out softly. "I've missed you so much Sara."

Laughing lightly, she squeezed his hand and pulled him closer. "I saw you three weeks ago Gil."

His eyes found hers and he grinned. "A lifetime apart." He dipped his head and kissed her slowly.

Chapter TWO

"Ok, Kidnapping; Warrick and Catherine. Nick you take the suicide and I'll work the casino jumper." Grissom handed out the case slips.

Nick looked at him confused. "Didn't we close that case"

Grissom shook his head. "New case, different hotel." He explained walking out the break room with them.

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Where tonight I wonder? Looks like that pretty lady was only visiting. Shame about the new girl dying. I wonder whose handy work it was? Let see what's on the agenda for tonight shall we?

I'm so bored. Let's do something to get his attention.

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Jim Brass walked down the hallway past Grissom's office to the break room where the nightshift was hiding. The table had paperwork stern across it and the coffee table also had a pile of files that were half open.

"I see it's paperwork day." Brass laughed entering the room.

Grissom looked up at him over the rim of his glasses and eyed the piece of paper in his hands. "Please tell me that's a case."

Brass grinned and waved it in the air. "Murder out on Jefferson. Body's fresh. I'd say really recent from what the paramedics told me."

Everyone stood and as they filed out, Grissom locked the room so the paperwork wasn't tapered with.

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"Looks like a stabbing, but I can't tell with all the blood." The coroner informed.

Grissom raised an eyebrow at the body and walked around it slowly. Catherine took the photographs, Nick searched the perimeter and Warrick collected the evidence from the body. Grissom crouched down and rubbed his ear. His hearing in his right ear was making it hard for him to concentrate, but this was familiar and it was nagging him. Catherine stopped snapping the camera and looked at Grissom. His face showed all the signs of him deep in thought. The 'Grissom Look' Warrick called it once.

"Something about the body you want to share with us?" She asked.

Grissom shook his head and stood. "No." He turned and walked towards Brass.

"So, what do you think?" Brass asked seeing the same expression on Grissom's face Catherine had.

"I'm not sure yet. I'll tell you when I figure it out."

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He has to have found him by know. I couldn't stay and find out because of the tight location. It was just opportunity that he was walking down the street. I wonder if the great forensic scientist is trying to pinpoint what's so familiar. It'll drive him crazy.

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Nick and Warrick were staring at Grissom as he walked through the break room door. He poured some coffee and turned to leave. Nick quickly stood up and blocked the doorway. Grissom walked straight into him. "Nick?" He furrowed his brows in confusion.

"Griss, what's up? You've got this look like you know something." Nick asked staring him down.

Grissom raised a single eyebrow shook his head. "I'm thinking Nick."

"Yeah but you haven't discussed the case with us yet and your lead." Warrick interjected.

Grissom turned to him and sighed. "Sorry, it's just that the way the body was found is so familiar, yet I can't figure out how."

Nick moved out of the way and Grissom continued on his journey. "At least his minds on the case." Nick grinned.

"Why'd you say that?" Warrick asked standing up to get more coffee.

"You remember Sara Sidle?" Warrick nodded as he turned with a steaming hot cup. "Well, he said he trusted her right?"

"So what Nick?" Warrick was getting exasperated with Nick's questions.

"So, I think he liked her. He was quiet around her when she was here. I think he really liked her." Nick raised both eyebrows waiting for a comment or disagreement.

Warrick seemed to smile for a second at this and nodded. "I did notice something, but he said she was a friend. She said the same if you remember, but it was a very tense time. It was busy and I didn't see them in the same room the entire time she was here." He explained drinking his coffee and walking out the room with Nick following.

"Your right. It's not like she's going to be here anytime soon."