Title: Out of the Ball Park
Summary: The Las Vegas Crime Lab and the LVPD attend a baseball game.
Pairings: Snickers
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: I don't own anything.
A/N: I based most of this story off a real baseball game I saw. I'm not exactly the most enlightened person when it comes to baseball, so if I mess any of the rules up I'm sorry. If I do happen to mess up any of the rules and you notice, I would really appreciate it if you told me so maybe I could fix it. Please enjoy the story.
Chapter 1
The baseball field opened up before their very eyes. They took in the masses of red seats surrounding the field, some of which were already occupied by other fans. The smell of the recently cut grass and the fresh food from the nearby venders wafted past their noses. The loud buzz of the crowd's excitement reached their ears.
The employees of the Las Vegas Crime Lab and the LVPD slowly filtered past the entrance and into the stadium. Most of the employees immediately headed for their seats.
"Look for 106 guys," Catherine instructed, trying to find their seats.
"That's all the way on the other side," Nick informed them.
"Oh," Catherine replied and kept walking.
"Hey, where'd Greg go?" Warrick asked, looking around for the young man.
"I think he said he was going to find something to eat," Sara replied.
"Already?" Nick asked.
"That's Greggo for you," Warrick replied with a smirk.
"Here we are," Grissom announced, beginning to climb down a row of stairs to their seats.
The other CSIs quickly followed him down the steps.
"Here we are, row H," Grissom announced, "We have seats 3-9, take your pick."
Greg returned a few moments after everyone else had sat down. With all his food he sat in the only seat remaining, on the end by Warrick.
"You plan on eating all that junk?" Warrick asked him.
"Of course not, man, I know how to share," Greg replied, offering him some peanuts.
"Picture that," Warrick replied, snatching some of the peanuts.
Greg had Warrick pass the bag of peanuts down the row and when it returned only a few peanuts remained at the bottom of the bag.
"Hey!" Greg exclaimed, glaring down the row.
Then someone asked everyone to stand for the "Star Spangled Banner."
A really small girl walked out onto the field and up to the microphone as the audience "awed". Everyone raised their hands to their hearts as her soft voice filled the stadium. She gave a big smile after she had finished singing and quickly walked off the field as the crowd applauded. Everyone sat back down and watched as the game started.
The game began with the home team's pitch. The ball was thrown just outside the box. The second pitch was another ball. The third pitch came and with a loud crack it was sent deep into right field. The ball bounced off the ground and into the outfielder's hands. It was too late to catch the runner at first, so he threw the ball to the second baseman, who in turn threw it to the short-stop, who threw it back to the pitcher.
Greg leaned up in his seat to catch Nick's attention on the other side of Warrick.
"So, how much do you guys have running on this game?" Greg asked, innocently.
"What makes you think we're bettin' on it?" Nick asked.
"C'mon, I know you guys," Greg smirked.
"Well, Nicky's got a hundred on our home team, and I've got a hundred on the away team," Warrick explained, never taking his eyes off the game.
Greg smirked, "I knew it. I'm gonna go get some more peanuts since you guys ate them all."
"Dude, look how many other things you have to eat," Nick said gesturing to the pile of food at Greg's feet.
"Look how many peanuts I have to eat," Greg said, dumping the remaining peanut shells into his hand.
Greg set the bag down and got up to exit the row, "Excuse me, excuse me."
Warrick smirked and looked down at the pile of food, "Well, if he's not gonna eat that food, then someone has to."
Warrick picked up a bag of chips and opened them up as he returned his attention to the game.
Greg bought another bag of peanuts and tried to hurry back to his seat as he heard the crowd "booing."As he sat down, he looked back up at the scoreboard.
"What the hell! They got eight runs while I was gone!" Greg exclaimed, looking over at Warrick and Nick.
Warrick had a huge grin on his face, and Nick just looked utterly shocked as he stared blankly out at the field.
Warrick clapped Nick on the back, "Hey, man, my pockets are feeling fatter already."
"Maybe you shouldn't have eaten Greggo's chips," Nick mumbled, still staring blankly at the field.
"Hey!" Greg exclaimed, seeing his bag of chips lying empty on Warrick's lap.
"Hey, man, you weren't gonna eat them, so I did," Warrick explained.
"But I was going to eat them," Greg insisted.
"Picture that," Warrick said, returning his attention to the game just in time to see another ball sail into the stands earning his team another homerun.
Sara couldn't imagine Warrick's smile getting any bigger, but after the ninth homerun for the away team it managed to stretch across his whole face. Sara turned her attention to Nick who was sitting beside her. Sara realized he had been staring blankly at the field in shock for some time now.
She waved her hand in front of his face a couple times, and when that didn't work she shook his shoulder.
"Nick."
"Huh? What?" Nick asked, snapping his head toward her.
"Nothing, I just wanted to make sure you were still with us," Sara explained with a smirk.
"Oh, right," Nick said, slowly turning his head back in the direction of the game in time to see the third out, "Finally."
Catherine shook her head and smirked as she heard Warrick and Greg bantering.
Grissom looked at her quizzically.
"Greg and Warrick are arguing over a bag of chips," Catherine explained.
"Oh," Grissom said, leaning forward to look past Catherine to the other end of the row.
He smiled as he saw Greg guarding his food from Warrick.
Nick groaned as the second batter up for the home team swung at a pitch that almost hit ground before it reached the plate.
"Your team's not doing so well, Nick," Warrick stated, innocently.
Nick covered his face with his hand as the second batter struck out giving his team their second out in the inning.
"Would you like to pay up now or would you rather wait until the end of the game?" Warrick asked.
"Hey, man, it ain't over 'til it's over," Nick replied, hoping the third batter up would at least get to first base.
Nick sighed as the third batter popped the ball straight to the right fielder for an easy three outs.
"Man, I think it's over," Warrick laughed.
A/N: Okay, there's the first chapter. I know this story has pretty much nothing to do with CSI, but I'm working on another case file story, which may take a while to get posted, and I needed another story to write while I'm writing that one. Those of you who've been to a baseball game probably already know how the Snickers action is going to come about. Please R&R if you have time. All reviews are appreciated. Until next time.
TGIT