Title: Life according to Hannah Jenkins (1/5)
Author: Maaike
Pairing: C/S
Genre: comedy (or at least, that's my intention)
Disclaimers: CSI and it's characters are not mine, Hannah Jenkins however is all made up by moi.
Do you remember how you felt on the first day of school? Or college for that matter? That is kind of how I feel today, the first day on my new job. Well it's more like the first night really, but who cares? Day and night are two concepts that are very overrated anyway. I'm going to be a member of the so called 'Graveyard shift', the team my colleagues in law enforcement like to call the 'Nerd squad'. Well according to the name of the team, I should fit in right away.
I will get to play Clue in real life, only I doubt I will find any clue cards at any of the crime scenes I will visit. I also don't think there is any winning in this field, only losses. It's going to be all new for me, new colleagues, new kind of job, new environment. I hope my new colleagues will be trying to include me because I'm not really miss popular and I don't think I'd dare to just enter a conversation or say 'hey guys, I'm coming along for a drink'. I'm quite the loser really, how depressing it might sound or not.
I have already met my boss, his name is Gil Grissom. Just when you think you've seen it all, something really weird crosses your path. For me, that something weird crossing my path is Gil Grissom. Although I did understand him and I know he is the good kind of boss, damn that man is weird. When I entered his office I was wondering if I had entered the little shop of horrors, I know people like to collect things, but well you can overdo it.
As I set foot in the building that is going to be my workplace for the next while, at least I hope so, I can feel my blood pumping through my veins. It feels like walking on stage, why do people always have to stare at new things? Where was I? Oh right, on my way to the break room. This is just worse than being at the doctors for a check up, maybe I should give that receptionist x-ray glasses for her birthday, than she can see my insides as well.
I bump into my new boss in the hallway; he just nods at me and leads me to my destination. When I enter, I remind myself to buy a whole box of x-ray glasses because 5 pairs of eyes are examining me. Hello! I'm in the room you guys! I might as well just stare back as I have nothing better to do. My first victim is a tall, dark guy, he is acting really cool but I think he is the kind of guy that goes home to his wife, 2 kids and dog after shift. He probably lives in one of those houses with a white fence around it. Next to him there is the typical 'I was a jock in college and I still want to show it off' kind of guy, muscled, handsome, with a hint of shyness. When I hear him talk I smile, he is definitely not from around, Texan I guess. Hmmm, that actually makes him even sexier. The next victim seems to be lost; I think he should be working in one of the labs; at least he looks like it. It's your typical common-or-garden variety lab tech, maybe he smiled at Grissom the right way. His hair seems not to be doing what he wants, but it looks cute on him, it just fits.
I think I've just finished checking out my new male co-workers, all three handsome in their own right. Now let's move on. Oh man, I feel like I'm ogling, but hey, what goes around, comes around. The first woman seems to only be in the room physically, she has something mysterious about her, her brown eyes seem to be trying to figure me out. I feel myself gasp when our eyes meet, oops, caught in the act. I can't stop staring at her, and for some reason she is not looking away. Or is she looking at something behind me? I turn around to see if there is someone behind me and I see a pretty blonde leaning in the doorway. Ok, so that pretty look in the brunette's eyes wasn't for me, what a shame. The blonde leaning in the doorway seems to be out of place, when I look again I see why; she is a detective. Nice, female detectives. But this particular female detective doesn't seem to be nice as she shoots me a death glare. Did I miss something? I just turn around and continue my 'check up'. You have to do something when your boss is talking about God knows what.
The woman I'm looking at now is a true enigma, she is tall, oh wait, I already described her, sorry. Yup, she is quite attractive, to me at least. I find myself staring at her once again; I want to get to know her. Anyway, moving on. The woman next to the brunette, gorgeous brunette I might add, is just radiating strength and sexiness. The blonde, blue eyed woman just seems to radiate self confidence like she has a sign around her neck. Wow, I wish I was a little more like that. She looks a little older than the brunette, but she still has a body to die for. Oh, did I say that? Well it's true, she could be a model or something.
"Guys, this is Hannah Jenkins. She will be joining our team," Gil Grissom says as I nervously wave at everyone. Nice move, I must look like a complete dork.
I turn around to nod at the snobby detective behind me and she just nods back at me. I'm even rewarded with a smile. Hmm, so maybe that death glare wasn't meant for me? Or maybe times just goes faster in this Lab?
The blonde woman is the first to get up; she introduces herself as Catherine Willows. She is hot, and is in a very good shape, if I may say so myself. Her firm grip on my hand only proves what I already thought, a self confidence that's bigger than the Sears Tower. The guys follow behind her, Nick Stokes, Warrick Brown and Greg Sanders. The detective behind me catches my attention and introduces herself as Sofia Curtis; Catherine informs me that she used to be a CSI as well. Well good for her.
The last to get up is the brunette, well you know what they say, last but not least. She slowly walks towards me with certain self-confidence in her stride, but it's just her stride that carries that self-confidence, her face looks far from confident. I wonder how she can not be confident looking like she does, she is a fine woman. She smiles at me and introduces herself as Sara Sidle, I have to give it to her, she is good, even her voice sounds confident. If I hadn't seen the look on her face before, I'd say she was cocky.
"Hannah, you will be working with Sara tonight," Grissom says as he hands Sara the assignment and walks out of the break room.
"Let's go," Sara says as she flashes me a faint smile.
Well HELLO there, did I just get hot in here or what? I quickly regain my composure and smile back at the gorgeous brunette. As I look over to the side, I see Catherine giving me a death glare. Whoops, so that is a no go area, well we will see about that little miss blonde. As I turn back to focus my attention on Sara, I laugh at myself, she is totally oblivious to the attention she is getting. I think she doesn't even know how beautiful she is. This is going to be one interesting night.
I let Sara drive us to the crime scene, well actually Sara just drove, I thought it would be smart to keep my mouth shut about wanting to drive on my first night. I would like to leave a good first impression, although I doubt if I can still manage that after my dorky behaviour in the break room. If I'm lucky Sara suffers from short term memory loss or something similar.
As I look over at Sara, I see she is completely focused on the road. She suddenly looks up at me, giving me the feeling I've just turned into a huge tomato. As she puts her attention back on the road she smirks, I bet she knows I've been trying to think of something witty to say ever since we left the Lab. I have got this feeling she and I are not that different, it's either that or she can read minds, which would make her even more fascinating than she already is.
We arrive at the crime scene and Sara is out of the car in a matter of seconds. She tells me to get the kits and walks over to Sofia, the hot female detective. As I check Sofia out from the distance I agree with myself on the thought they should recruit more detectives like that. I'm sure suspects are more willing to talk to a person like Sofia to any other standard, beer bellied detective. I do have to say they should probably start naming that phenomenon donut belly, because we all know it's not the beer that gives them a belly like that.
I hand Sara her kit as she starts on the scene, she tells me to take the perimeter after I talk to Sofia. I'm excited to start my job, until Sofia updates me on what we have. On my first night I've landed in the middle of an over-intriguing and exciting B&E. If the perp had been any more stupid, he would have still been at the crime scene, waiting for us with his hands behind his head. I can't believe the amount of evidence he or she left behind, it's probably a he because I doubt there are women that stupid. A slam dunk, well at least I won't be working overtime on my first shift, I'm such an optimist.
While I'm working the perimeter I feel that I'm being checked out, if only it was for the reason I would want it to be, it wouldn't be so annoying. I can just feel Sofia following every move I make; I am sort of waiting for the moment where she takes over from me. She would make one hell of a security system. The outside is a mess so it takes me a while to cover every single square centimetre. After a while Sara is done with the inside and joins Sofia in the almost perfect imitation of a security system. If I had a better body I would have performed a striptease for these women.
I turn around and smile sweetly at them, asking if they are practising for the world championship staring at someone. Sara turns red, which looks damn cute on her, and Sofia shoots me a mocking death glare. Yup, I guess that broke the ice. I get up and tell the fine ladies that I'm done. Sara takes my kit and walks off to the car while Sofia steps towards me and compliments me on my remark.
"I was wondering if you two were trying to burn a hole in me, or if you were developing X-ray vision or something," I say with a smile, might as well keep up this funny person role I'm playing.
"If I wanted to burn a hole in you, I'd have shot you," Sofia replies with a smile.
Ouch, she is good. I'm glad I'm not the one who broke into this shitty excuse for a supermarket, wouldn't want that woman on my bad side.
Sara calls me from the car, asking if I'm planning on getting in today. What a question is that, of course I'll get in that car with her. I sprint over and get in, smiling apologetically at the brunette next to me.
After a few hours, Sara and I have processed all the evidence and send the trace evidence off to the trace lab. There is not much more to do for us, so we decide to take a quick pit stop at the break room to get a cup of coffee. Just as we are standing there, waiting for the coffee maker to finish, the scruffy haired guy walks by. Sara nudges my side and tells me to be nice to him because he has the tendency to share his divine coffee with the people he likes.
"I assume you are on the list of people he shares with?" I say, trying to make conversation.
"Yup, although it doesn't always have advantages," she nods her head in the direction of the door.
As I look over I see Greg walking in, his face lights up as he sees Sara.
"Hey Sara, my favourite woman!"
Ah, so Sara is probably on top of the list. Although at the way Sara almost winces, I understand she is not that interested in being on top of his list.
"Greg, hi. Have you met Hannah yet?" Sara says.
Way to go girl! She seems to be trained in avoiding his flirtations. Although I don't know if I have to be happy about that or not, Greg turns his attention to me and his face indicates he is up to no good.
"Yes, I have had the immense pleasure of meeting this enigmatic woman."
I almost fall backwards from the use of posh language coming from the guy's mouth. He really needs a lesson in flirting; well make that a whole academic course, because he is hopeless.
"Does that mean I'm on your list of people you share your coffee with?" I say hopeful, might as well use the knowledge I have.
Greg smiles and nods slightly. "This is your lucky night, because you are together with my favourite woman I might be able to put you on the list, but you will be on a trail period the first two months," he says.
Sara snorts and I don't know if I should be happy to be on his list or not.