I don't own anything or anyone. Neither the musical lyrics of James Blunt or characters from CSI. What I do own are the mistakes that are here in the script. There are suppose to be a hundred and one of these so be prepared. Some will be a one-shot and others will be connected to the previous chapter. I'll try putting the ones that are together one after the other, but no promises.
James Blunt: Goodbye My Lover
"Greg please!"
"NO Nick! I'm tired of having to live with what matters most to me kept in secrecy!"
Greg set his bag on the ground by the door and turned around. There was Nick, eyes with unshed tears and his hand clenched to his side. Greg sighed and walked in front of Nick.
"Nick, baby. I love you more than anything in the world!"
"But... Come on! There is a 'but' there somewhere." Nick said angrily.
"But I want us to move to the next step. I want our friends to know about us! HELL! I want your parents to know about us Nick!"
"Greg," Nick sighed. "They would disown me faster than you can say 'MacGyver.' And I love them G, you know that!"
Greg looked at Nick and watched how he started to tremble. Did he just hear him right? He is just worried about being disowned. Sure it is not the best thing in the world, but Nick has him. And they even have his own family that supports them.
"Look Nick, that is why I'm saying we should have our friends know so that they can support us. So they can help."
Nick turned his head away from Greg and stared at the ground.
"Nick look at me. This is how you figure out who your real friends are, with something trivial like this."
"Trivial? You think that this is some sort of game?! Greg, I could lose my family! They frown upon people like us. I can't do this."
Greg looked at Nick angrily and took a step back from Nick.
"You think that I am treating this like a game?! Nick, how could you say that! Many people frown upon this but why should we care?! We are happy! If your parents love you then they will be happy that you have found someone you truly love!"
Nick didn't say anything, and Greg let out a frustrated sigh. "Look, Nick, I'm gonna go stay at a friend's house. And tonight, with or without you, I'm gonna tell the team about me and how I love someone who is to afraid to tell anyone else. See you at work."
With that, the door slam shut and Nick was left in a quiet house that screamed the name of the man that just walked out the door. Nick fell to his knees and finally let out the sob he was holding back.
For the next five hours, the echoes of the sobbing of a broken hearted man haunted the halls of the house.