Fan Fic (sort of)

Lucie's POV

"Alright…" he had a goofy, kind of, self-proud smile plastered on his face, "Everything is set," We stood up and shook hands.

"Thank you Mr. Ecklie we really appreciate your help," I say. I look over at my husband, who simply nodded in agreement.

"Well, when I saw your resumes I just knew you two were perfect so I did everything I could," Ecklie shrugged as if it was no big deal, "Shift starts in a few minutes so go along, don't wanna be late on your first day do you?" his tone suggested he was talking to a small child.

Ptch! So typical, always had to put people bellow him I think to myself. John and I walked out to the hallway and stood for a second before heading to the locker room.

"Okay, I give up; why are you looking at me like that?" I enquired of my husband. My lips pursed together and raised an eye brow and almost laughed aloud.

Gosh I probly look just like my mother right now!

"I'm not looking at you in any way, I just think you look really… really… beautiful," His lips rested a whisper away from mine. He then pushed me against the locker next to me and captured my rose pink lips.

"Hey I worked hard to look really… really… beautiful. And you're going to ruin it if you keep frisking me," I replied in the soft, intimate tone only some lovers can create.

He sighed over dramatically and backed off with his hands raised as if to surrender. "Alright, alright." I cupped his face in my hands then headed for the break room.

I stuck my head in first, to see that no one was occupying the room, and that nothing had changed since I'd been here last.

The seat in the middle on the side closest to the door was always mine because my dad always sat there; I wanted to be just like him, bug guy and all.

We were a tight knit family, especially the kids. Dillon, Eden, Marcus, and I were inseparable really "Joined at the shoulder, feet and everywhere in between." Our mom always used to say. That's why, I guess, it was hard for them after I left. I tried to call, send emails, letters even, but they never replied so I gave up trying. It made me anxious to think about possibly seeing them again after all of these years.

It should be fine; you guys were tight, maybe they'll be totally cool about everything and… No. Idiot! You know them; they won't just take you back into their lives. 'Specially if mom and dad have anything to say about it. I mean after all y-

"Oh, you must be the new CSI, huh?" an older man asked while he extended his hand toward me. I got up quickly and extended my left hand out of habit, but retracted it as soon as I saw his other hand out. I tried to shake it off with a laugh, but it sounded more like a nervous giggle. At least he was still light natured with his Zen stuff.

"Yes Sir, Lucie Emerson, US Army, Lieutenant Cornel, Killa Special Force Team Leader, Sir." He looked slightly amused at the mention of my team name, "Long story short was I wasn't there when the six guys on my team chose the name,"

He laughed knowingly, "That sounds about right, that's cool though. Well I'm D.B. Russell the Night Shift supervisor, welcome."

"Thank you Sir," We sat down as a group of three others entered the room, laughing and joking. I recognized Nick, Greg, and Morgan all stood by the coffee machine.

"I think we'll wait for everyone to get here before we start with introductions," D.B. told the others. The group turned around with the same confused look gracing their faces. I smiled and half saluted in reply. Before any of them could talk, Finn came in.

"Sara's gonna be here in just a minute, she has to finish with some evidence from that case she's working with days,"

"Okay, well, for the first time ever we don't have a case yet, so maybe we could give you a tour of the lab; let you settle before we throw ya right in there," Russell started to stand.

Before he could bother himself, my, "Oh Sir, don't worry about it," was a little too hurried the questioning glances flew from the corners of eyes, "I already got the tour, but thank you, sir"

"What's up with calling him 'sir', you know we're pretty laid back here, no one is ma'am or sir unless their important to be nice to. Oh like" but Nick got cut off.

Damn it would've been nice to know who runs this town now

"Sorry I'm latte guys, the days supervisor was freaking out that I had to leave for my own shift," My mother walked briskly into the room, obviously annoyed, and headed straight for the coffee.

Ah! Didn't think she still worked here!

My mom's hair was still dark, I hadn't seen her face but I'm sure it had some more defined laugh lines. I turned my head back to look at the table, catching a glimpse of my now coworkers. They had scrutinizing looks on their faces, like they were trying to place me.