Yes, I know another new story, making it 6 fic-in progress at one time. But this one just wouldn't leave me alone, and it's a present for my best friend Courtney, who's saved my ass more than once. Love you!
This is going to be basically a series of 100 word fics about the night shift lab techs, past and present). I'm also including Greg in this, although it is set at the end of series 9.
Lab techs:
Hodges
Bobby
Archie
Greg
David (not technically a lab tech but still)
Wendy
Jacqui
Henry
Mandy
I'm not always going to name the lab rat it's based on, that's up to you to find out. (evil grin)
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Grace-elegance or beauty of form, manner, motion, or action.
His fingers danced to the music in his head. Ignoring the music blaring from the DNA lab and its iPod dock.
No one interrupted him while he worked his magic, running background checks, finding suspects and analysing cell phone voicemails at the same time.
And yet he wasn't frantic. He was never frantic. He was calm and peaceful and never rushed.
Information flashed on the screen. The suspect had a criminal record. He paged Grissom, and went back to his work, taking a sip of rapidly cooling coffee, his eyes never leaving the screen.
His fingers danced across the keyboard.
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I think that one is fairly obvious who it is, but you know, feel free to review and tell me what you think. Reviews mean love!