Disclaimer: For some strange reason, I have still not been able to obtain legal documents saying that I own all of the CSI….hmmm…interesting…
Spoilers: Nothing that I can think of.
A Note: because I am a sucker for a second story, this happens after my first stab at fanfic called All Stars. Haven't read it? Well, that's ok. This story can stand-alone (but if you really want to make me happy, you should go and read it – and then review of course.). In the last one I brought in another character, and she resurfaces in this story, still as an intern with the graveyard shift.
The first part of this story takes place the Friday after All Stars, and the next chapter is two weeks after that.
Nothing else that I can think of…reviews are more than welcome! 8-)
*a.l.
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"I don't know about this…."
"What, are you scared of something you don't have control over?"
"Yah, and the fact that about twenty people a year die on these things. But other than that, yah, sure, I'm fine."
"You get sarcastic when you are nervous."
"I know. You sure this is safe?"
"I do these things all the time. What? Do you not trust me or something?"
"Oh no, of course I trust you…"
"I would never put you in a dangerous situation. You, on the other hand, might put yourself in one…"
"Hey! Stop poking fun at me!"
"It's the truth."
"I think I am scared of the machine more than anything else. What happens if we get stuck at the top or something?"
"Then we'll have a pleasant conversation until they get us down."
"If you are tying to lighten the mood, it's not working. And what happens if one of those restraints breaks and I fall to my death?"
"I wouldn't let you fall. I'd stop you."
"You'd be too buys screaming like a kid to do anything. Have I mentioned that I get motion stickiness?"
"No, you haven't."
"So now you know."
"You're really scared. I've never seen you like this before."
"What? Sure you have. I get scared all the time. Like when…. no…eh…not that either…how about when…no, that was shock. Ok, maybe you haven't seen me scared, but there is a first time for everything."
"That is true."
"So this is the first time you have seen me scared and the first time I have ever been on one of these."
"What? Tell me that you're kidding!"
"Sorry, but I led a very secluded life before I met you. Never did anything wild and crazy like inverted loops."
"This is not something wild and crazy. It has been statistically proven that these rides release stress because our adrenaline levels reach such a high peak."
"Way to find the scientific reason for these things. Don't you do anything just for fun?"
"Racing cockroaches has no scientific purpose."
"I had a feeling you would bring that up at some point."
"Look, here comes the car. You get in first, and I'll make sure you are properly strapped in."
"Right, so when I fall to my death my family can sue you instead of the management."
"Ha ha ha. Look, see? All strapped in now. Are you ready for this?"
"About as ready as I'm every going to be."
"Ok, hold tight…"
"Wait, Grissom?"
"Yes Sara?"
"Thank you."
"For what?"
"For getting me out of the lab."
"Oh. You're welcome. Are you ready?"
"Uh huh."
"Okay…here we go…"
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