9/6/06 09:49 am - csi__grissom - Meanwhile, back in the real world......
When: After the episode with Tim.
Grissom couldn't seem to find anything he was looking for. He'd started out on a mission to get his processed evidence, but he couldn't quite convince his body to move that way. Instead, he'd wandered around the almost deserted lab, trying to find what he needed without having to confront Tim in the Trace lab again. He wasn't sure if Tim was there, but he'd rather not find out.
Ballistics turned up another dead end. The rifling belonged to a Smith and Wesson, but the slug could never have been fired from the suspected murder weapon, which was a 9mm Beretta. There was another gun out there, but apparently the husband's only registered weapon wasn't it. Gil sighed, and thanked Bobby, then headed to the Print lab. Jacqui didn't find more than a few partials, and nothing was in CODIS. Another dead end.
Grissom was left with a few choices. He could bite the proverbial bullet and go to trace. He could go see what Archie had turned up from the surveillance tapes, or he could go to the breakroom and get positively hyper drinking an entire pot of Greg's Blue Hawaiian, while he waited until he could make his mind up. Coffee won, beating out the trip to Archie's territory by a hair, and the Trace lab by a landslide.
Grissom snuck a look to make sure the coast was clear, then made a bee line for the coffee pot. Maybe he could even grab the pot and take it back to his office with it, lock the door and hide until end of shift. Sounded like a plan, but he had the odd sense he wasn't truly alone.