Chapter 1: Coroner's Office


Pre-Slash Nick/Greg

Nick's Fantasies: Nick lets his mind wonder from him

Author: Lolly4Holly

Disclaimer: I do not own CSI coz if i did Grissom would still be in it. And Nick and Greg would be together ;P

My First One so please tell me what you think :D


Nick walked into the coroner's office seeing the Doc and Greg stood beside a body they had found in the junk yard earlier that day. He head over to David to get his report on the case he was working. "Hey Dave, you got my autopsy report yet?" He asked, walking over to where David was standing, without taking his eyes off Greg.

Looking up from the body he was processing, David nodded as he reached for the file balanced on the edge of the body table.

"So what's the COD?" Nick asked curiously.

David lifted the sheet off the body to show Nick. "Blunt force trauma to the head." Nick held the vic's file in his hands, flipping through the pages slowly. But he wasn't looking at the pages; he had his eye on Greg the whole time. Nick could hear David talking to him in the background, but he managed to block him out as he stared at Greg's sweet lips moving as he talked.

Gently licking his upper lip in slow motion, Nick wished he could be kissing Greg's lips right now.

His heart sank as he watched a sweet smile spreading across Greg's lips, lighting up the whole morgue with his beautiful mouth. He loved his sweet crocked smile; he could stare at him for hours and never get bored.

Nick's mind began to drift.

He longed to walk right over there and press his lips against Greg's, wanting, tasting and demanding his sweet sticky tongue to caress his own. He imagined Greg's hand gently stroking the side of his face as he leaned in for a kiss.

"Nick?" David abruptly shouted, snapping him out of his day dream that seemed to take up most of his time these days. "Nick!" He shouted again as he still hadn't acknowledged he was there.

"What?" Nick snapped, not wanting to be disturbed from his thoughts.

"I said your weapon was probably something with a curved edge." Showing Nick the head wound on his victim, he pointed to the curved angle of the brain trauma.

"Awesome." Nick nodded, closing the file in his hands before he leant down to take a closer look at the wound, but his eyes wandered back towards Greg as walked past him holding his case file in his delicate fingertips. Nick clenched his teeth into his lower lip, imagining how sweet those soft fingers would taste on his tongue, or how smooth and gentle they would feel on his body.

Greg disappeared out of the double doors behind him, leaving Nick to watch as he disappeared through the gap in the swinging door.

"Hey Nicky, you okay?" Catherine suddenly appeared beside him, looking at his complexion. "You look a little flushed." The motherly instinct in her forced her to place her hand on his cheek to check his temperature. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah." Nodding anxiously, Nick backed away from her towards the doors. "It's just a little hot in here." Giving Catherine a half smile, he quickly head off out the double doors in the same direction of Greg, hoping to catch another glimpse.