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Arthur and Co.
Spoilers: There are none - this fic is purely RivErStaRiaN so I have put my own copyright on the plot thank you all very much!!! Enough of my crap, here's the story. ENJOY!!!!
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There was only one week until Halloween and as far as anyone could tell, to four of the five CSI's plus one lab techie, it was just going to be another night filled with collecting evidence and processing it. To a CSI who works the graveyard shift, Halloween is just a night like any other. Except for the fact that more people always seem to die and all the weirdo's seem to emerge from their solitary houses. It has been called the night of horrible criminal rampages and no one seemed able to stop it. Not even the police. Why?? Well not even the smartest of people could ever answer this question, and certainly not any of the CSI's who were all gathered in the Break Room. It was just a part of the job they just had to deal with year after year and they always thanked their lucky stars that Halloween was only one day of an entire year. And one thing they all agreed on was that they wouldn't be able to cope if Halloween occurred on more than one day.
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On the night of October 24, which happens to be in the middle of autumn (of fall if you're from America which for the record I'm not!!!), Gil Grissom walks down one of the many corridors in the CSI headquarters and approaches the Break Room where his entrepreneurs are all eagerly awaiting their assignments. As he enters, he is greeted with four simultaneous hellos. He glances around the room very briefly as he realises, with no surprise, that Greg is absent. About to open his mouth to ask where Greg is, Grissom is interrupted with:
"Sorry I'm late boss," puffed Greg as he skidded into the Break Room. "I just got your message that said you wanted to see everyone."
Grissom looks at the dishevelled appearance of the younger and says, "It's ok Greg. Come on in and join the others."
Greg slithers further into the room almost snakelike and plonks himself down next to Sara, even though he didn't really fit there. However he could only sit as close as she would let him get, and well, that meant that Greg is quite far away from her. Once he was finally settled, and once Grissom stopped staring at the young man for trying to get closer to his CSI, Grissom continued with what he was intending on telling the group.
"Now the reason I have asked you all here is because I wanted to talk to you all about Halloween." Everyone in the building could hear the series of groans from the CSI's and lab techie. Only Sara remained quiet, which was what Grissom, expected as she was so very much like him and was dedicated to her job.
"Hey come on Gris," whined Nick like a little puppy that was in trouble. "Halloween is like my most fave holiday. Can I not come in?"
Nick's whining of course set off a chain reaction throughout the Break Room with everyone quickly adding why they wanted to take All Hallows Eve off. Meanwhile all Grissom did was smile to himself as he had a secret which, he intended to share with them all but Nicky had complained and interrupted his announcement. Only Sara, who was not complaining noticed his smile, like who wouldn't, and spoke up to stop the bickering between her colleagues.
"All right Gris, what's with the smirk?" she asked him. "I know you have something planned so spill."
By the end of Sara's outburst, the others had stopped arguing like school children squabbling over who got to take the class pet home, and were now all focused on Grissom, eagerly awaiting to find out what he had planned for them all. Grissom said nothing for a while but his eyes spoke volumes as they gleamed with mischief.
"Well since Sara asked so nicely," he smiled at her. "I'll tell you." He paused for a while, a long time in fact as if teasing the others. "I've managed to get all of you off work on Halloween."
To say the entire group was dumbfounded would be an understatement. The silence that followed Gris's announcement was so. well. quiet that it was possible to hear the whispers of the lost souls as they communicated ever so softly to the dying ones. Warrick was the one who recovered first.
"So let me get this straight, just to fully clarify this for us all," he started. "You, as in Gil Grissom, managed to get the entire night shift, including Greg, off work on Halloween?"
"Yes Warrick that's what I said, however you are all expected to still come to work," Grissom pointed out. "I had to pull some seriously large amounts of string, but I managed to convince the higher ups to force Ecklie to switch swifts with us for that day, so if you want Halloween off, you're all going to have to pull in a double shift on the 31st. But I'll remind you all that if you take me up on this offer, you all owe me huge favours." This last part was said with a smile the size of Texas.
"Thanks boss, you're the best." This was Nick; he was most definitely going to take up this opportunity. "Now does anybody have any ideas on what they're going to be wearing?"
Sara was the next to speak and she came up with the idea they all liked. "How about we all go together dressed up as. well. I don't know, as something that links us all together. Like superheroes or something. But not superheroes though as I'm not wearing leather."
"Hey great idea Sara," Greg said excitedly. "I could go as Batman and you could go as Batgirl."
If looks could kill then Greg would be, non-existent. The glare Sara gave him was so fierce is prompted some further teasing from Nick. "I don't know about Batgirl Greg," he said grinning at her. "She'd make a much better Cat Woman. Meow!"
Everyone laughed, even Grissom smiled, as he'd sure like to Sara in some tight black leather. Sara however wasn't laughing. She grabbed the nearest soft object she could find, some forensics book, and threw it at an unsuspecting Nick. It hit him square on the head and knocked him back. Next time he'd think twice about teasing Sara like that. If prompted, she could become a lethal weapon very quickly.
All Greg could say was, "well, it was worth a shot wasn't it Sara. You'll fall for me one day." He joked this last bit as didn't want to become Sara's next victim.
"Well Greg, even a shot in the dark sometimes misses," Catherine joked. "Right Gris?"
"Umm, yeh that's how it goes Cath," he told her. "Now enough of this petty squabbling and I want some sensible costume suggestions."
Catherine came up with costume idea that would be the turning point in lives of two of the CSI's forever. "How about we all go as characters from Arthurian legend?"
Everyone immediately loved her idea and it was unanimously decided that they would get dressed up as Arthurian characters. Nick's next suggestion paved a way for Greg to take another shot at 'wooing' Sara. "I know, Gris could go as King Arthur, W."
That was as far as he got before Greg butted in. "Yeah and I could be Lancelot and Sara could be my lovely Guinevere." He looked at her with hope filled eyes.
Warrick was the one who saved Sara from Greg this time. "Nah man," he said. "Guinevere was blonde and well I hate to break it to you but, well, Sara isn't. Besides, I don't think Sara would dye her hair blonde for you."
Everyone laughed and Catherine spoke up. "So Warrick, I guess that means that I get to be Guinevere as I'm blonde? Well Sara I hope you don't mind but it looks as though I've been dubbed Guinevere."
"Go ahead Cath," Sara said to her. "I am planning to go as Morgan Le Fay anyway. According to one legend, she was Arthur's sister and she was an evil sorceress too."
"Oooh, the evil jealous sister," Nick joked. "Quite fitting don't you all think?"
Once again this got a laugh from everyone in the room until Sara told Nick, "Yes it is quite fitting and if you're not careful, I'll turn you into a bug for Grissom to look after. But she just wasn't evil, it was also recorded that she was quite beautiful." This last comment was directed at Grissom as if daring him to make further comment. However his comment never came, although it did encourage his thoughts.
'That's interesting,' he thought. "Sara fits the beautiful part but I think I'm going to have to brush up on my knowledge of Arthur. Buddha and Shakespeare don't cover this.'
Catherine broke any further thoughts with her comment as she had seen him deep in thought and decided to change the topic, but just slightly. "So Nicky, Warrick and Greg, who are you all going to be?"
"Mordred," Warrick promptly answered. "According to Sir Thomas Mallory in his Le Morte d'Arthur, he was the son of Morgan le Fay and he was the one who killed Arthur and tried to run off with Guinevere."
"Wow Warrick," said Catherine. "You sure do know a lot about this stuff."
"Well Cath, I did pay attention in school," Warrick told her. "This is interesting stuff."
Next it was Nick who spoke up. "Well I'm going to be Merlin. He was the reason Arthur was born. After all, he did transform Uther Pendragon to look like the Duke of Cornwall whose name was Gorlios. Whilst he was transformed, Uther then seduced the Duke's wife, Ygerna and she fell pregnant to him with Arthur." He smiled at the looks on the faces of his friends before he continued. "I took this class about British history a few years back and I just happened to remember all of this. I knew it would come in handy one day."
"Well I'm going to be Lancelot," said Greg not to be outdone. "It was his affair with the Queen Guinevere that caused the fall of the Knights and the Round Table. But if Guinevere looked like everyone thinks she did, I don't think anyone could resist her."
Grissom just did not like where this conversation was leading so he quickly announced, "Ok well with that all settled, I'm going to hand out the assignments now. Catherine, Nick and Warrick, you three have a triple homicide in a restaurant on the strip, Sara you're with me. We have a dead guy who thought it would be nice to be strung up by hooks in his back. But I bet he wasn't planning on someone using him as a piñata whilst he was hanging there. Greg, get back to the lab."
Once the assignments were handed out Catherine, Nick, Warrick and Greg went their separate ways, leaving Sara and Gris to make their way to the piñata case.
"So King Arthur huh," said Sara as they left the building and headed towards Grissom's Tahoe.
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A/Ns: This is my very first CSI fan fic and the addition of King Arthur was the result of me having to write a 2000 word essay on him and how he has changed through the different centuries. Please R + R. Constructive criticism is very welcome but do be gentle or I'll cry (J/K)
Spoilers: There are none - this fic is purely RivErStaRiaN so I have put my own copyright on the plot thank you all very much!!! Enough of my crap, here's the story. ENJOY!!!!
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There was only one week until Halloween and as far as anyone could tell, to four of the five CSI's plus one lab techie, it was just going to be another night filled with collecting evidence and processing it. To a CSI who works the graveyard shift, Halloween is just a night like any other. Except for the fact that more people always seem to die and all the weirdo's seem to emerge from their solitary houses. It has been called the night of horrible criminal rampages and no one seemed able to stop it. Not even the police. Why?? Well not even the smartest of people could ever answer this question, and certainly not any of the CSI's who were all gathered in the Break Room. It was just a part of the job they just had to deal with year after year and they always thanked their lucky stars that Halloween was only one day of an entire year. And one thing they all agreed on was that they wouldn't be able to cope if Halloween occurred on more than one day.
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On the night of October 24, which happens to be in the middle of autumn (of fall if you're from America which for the record I'm not!!!), Gil Grissom walks down one of the many corridors in the CSI headquarters and approaches the Break Room where his entrepreneurs are all eagerly awaiting their assignments. As he enters, he is greeted with four simultaneous hellos. He glances around the room very briefly as he realises, with no surprise, that Greg is absent. About to open his mouth to ask where Greg is, Grissom is interrupted with:
"Sorry I'm late boss," puffed Greg as he skidded into the Break Room. "I just got your message that said you wanted to see everyone."
Grissom looks at the dishevelled appearance of the younger and says, "It's ok Greg. Come on in and join the others."
Greg slithers further into the room almost snakelike and plonks himself down next to Sara, even though he didn't really fit there. However he could only sit as close as she would let him get, and well, that meant that Greg is quite far away from her. Once he was finally settled, and once Grissom stopped staring at the young man for trying to get closer to his CSI, Grissom continued with what he was intending on telling the group.
"Now the reason I have asked you all here is because I wanted to talk to you all about Halloween." Everyone in the building could hear the series of groans from the CSI's and lab techie. Only Sara remained quiet, which was what Grissom, expected as she was so very much like him and was dedicated to her job.
"Hey come on Gris," whined Nick like a little puppy that was in trouble. "Halloween is like my most fave holiday. Can I not come in?"
Nick's whining of course set off a chain reaction throughout the Break Room with everyone quickly adding why they wanted to take All Hallows Eve off. Meanwhile all Grissom did was smile to himself as he had a secret which, he intended to share with them all but Nicky had complained and interrupted his announcement. Only Sara, who was not complaining noticed his smile, like who wouldn't, and spoke up to stop the bickering between her colleagues.
"All right Gris, what's with the smirk?" she asked him. "I know you have something planned so spill."
By the end of Sara's outburst, the others had stopped arguing like school children squabbling over who got to take the class pet home, and were now all focused on Grissom, eagerly awaiting to find out what he had planned for them all. Grissom said nothing for a while but his eyes spoke volumes as they gleamed with mischief.
"Well since Sara asked so nicely," he smiled at her. "I'll tell you." He paused for a while, a long time in fact as if teasing the others. "I've managed to get all of you off work on Halloween."
To say the entire group was dumbfounded would be an understatement. The silence that followed Gris's announcement was so. well. quiet that it was possible to hear the whispers of the lost souls as they communicated ever so softly to the dying ones. Warrick was the one who recovered first.
"So let me get this straight, just to fully clarify this for us all," he started. "You, as in Gil Grissom, managed to get the entire night shift, including Greg, off work on Halloween?"
"Yes Warrick that's what I said, however you are all expected to still come to work," Grissom pointed out. "I had to pull some seriously large amounts of string, but I managed to convince the higher ups to force Ecklie to switch swifts with us for that day, so if you want Halloween off, you're all going to have to pull in a double shift on the 31st. But I'll remind you all that if you take me up on this offer, you all owe me huge favours." This last part was said with a smile the size of Texas.
"Thanks boss, you're the best." This was Nick; he was most definitely going to take up this opportunity. "Now does anybody have any ideas on what they're going to be wearing?"
Sara was the next to speak and she came up with the idea they all liked. "How about we all go together dressed up as. well. I don't know, as something that links us all together. Like superheroes or something. But not superheroes though as I'm not wearing leather."
"Hey great idea Sara," Greg said excitedly. "I could go as Batman and you could go as Batgirl."
If looks could kill then Greg would be, non-existent. The glare Sara gave him was so fierce is prompted some further teasing from Nick. "I don't know about Batgirl Greg," he said grinning at her. "She'd make a much better Cat Woman. Meow!"
Everyone laughed, even Grissom smiled, as he'd sure like to Sara in some tight black leather. Sara however wasn't laughing. She grabbed the nearest soft object she could find, some forensics book, and threw it at an unsuspecting Nick. It hit him square on the head and knocked him back. Next time he'd think twice about teasing Sara like that. If prompted, she could become a lethal weapon very quickly.
All Greg could say was, "well, it was worth a shot wasn't it Sara. You'll fall for me one day." He joked this last bit as didn't want to become Sara's next victim.
"Well Greg, even a shot in the dark sometimes misses," Catherine joked. "Right Gris?"
"Umm, yeh that's how it goes Cath," he told her. "Now enough of this petty squabbling and I want some sensible costume suggestions."
Catherine came up with costume idea that would be the turning point in lives of two of the CSI's forever. "How about we all go as characters from Arthurian legend?"
Everyone immediately loved her idea and it was unanimously decided that they would get dressed up as Arthurian characters. Nick's next suggestion paved a way for Greg to take another shot at 'wooing' Sara. "I know, Gris could go as King Arthur, W."
That was as far as he got before Greg butted in. "Yeah and I could be Lancelot and Sara could be my lovely Guinevere." He looked at her with hope filled eyes.
Warrick was the one who saved Sara from Greg this time. "Nah man," he said. "Guinevere was blonde and well I hate to break it to you but, well, Sara isn't. Besides, I don't think Sara would dye her hair blonde for you."
Everyone laughed and Catherine spoke up. "So Warrick, I guess that means that I get to be Guinevere as I'm blonde? Well Sara I hope you don't mind but it looks as though I've been dubbed Guinevere."
"Go ahead Cath," Sara said to her. "I am planning to go as Morgan Le Fay anyway. According to one legend, she was Arthur's sister and she was an evil sorceress too."
"Oooh, the evil jealous sister," Nick joked. "Quite fitting don't you all think?"
Once again this got a laugh from everyone in the room until Sara told Nick, "Yes it is quite fitting and if you're not careful, I'll turn you into a bug for Grissom to look after. But she just wasn't evil, it was also recorded that she was quite beautiful." This last comment was directed at Grissom as if daring him to make further comment. However his comment never came, although it did encourage his thoughts.
'That's interesting,' he thought. "Sara fits the beautiful part but I think I'm going to have to brush up on my knowledge of Arthur. Buddha and Shakespeare don't cover this.'
Catherine broke any further thoughts with her comment as she had seen him deep in thought and decided to change the topic, but just slightly. "So Nicky, Warrick and Greg, who are you all going to be?"
"Mordred," Warrick promptly answered. "According to Sir Thomas Mallory in his Le Morte d'Arthur, he was the son of Morgan le Fay and he was the one who killed Arthur and tried to run off with Guinevere."
"Wow Warrick," said Catherine. "You sure do know a lot about this stuff."
"Well Cath, I did pay attention in school," Warrick told her. "This is interesting stuff."
Next it was Nick who spoke up. "Well I'm going to be Merlin. He was the reason Arthur was born. After all, he did transform Uther Pendragon to look like the Duke of Cornwall whose name was Gorlios. Whilst he was transformed, Uther then seduced the Duke's wife, Ygerna and she fell pregnant to him with Arthur." He smiled at the looks on the faces of his friends before he continued. "I took this class about British history a few years back and I just happened to remember all of this. I knew it would come in handy one day."
"Well I'm going to be Lancelot," said Greg not to be outdone. "It was his affair with the Queen Guinevere that caused the fall of the Knights and the Round Table. But if Guinevere looked like everyone thinks she did, I don't think anyone could resist her."
Grissom just did not like where this conversation was leading so he quickly announced, "Ok well with that all settled, I'm going to hand out the assignments now. Catherine, Nick and Warrick, you three have a triple homicide in a restaurant on the strip, Sara you're with me. We have a dead guy who thought it would be nice to be strung up by hooks in his back. But I bet he wasn't planning on someone using him as a piñata whilst he was hanging there. Greg, get back to the lab."
Once the assignments were handed out Catherine, Nick, Warrick and Greg went their separate ways, leaving Sara and Gris to make their way to the piñata case.
"So King Arthur huh," said Sara as they left the building and headed towards Grissom's Tahoe.
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A/Ns: This is my very first CSI fan fic and the addition of King Arthur was the result of me having to write a 2000 word essay on him and how he has changed through the different centuries. Please R + R. Constructive criticism is very welcome but do be gentle or I'll cry (J/K)