Eh, I have nothing better to do at the moment than write a story and it has been swimming around in my head. Not really sure which season this fits into, so humor me. Oh and yeah I don't own anyone or anything... I'm poor.
And now, on with the show...
Grissom threw his Denali in park and hopped out. Being late was one thing for his team, but he prided himself on being on time, if he left the office at all. He darted into the room, grabbing messages from the front desk as he passed through. Passing the break room, the team was already assembled, joking as always and Grissom smirked as he darted for his office. Fingering through the assignments for the night, he mentally ticked off who would work which case. Dead body at the Stardust. Catherine and Nick could handle that one, they had the coolest heads for the tourists on the strip. Hit and run off Blue Diamond road. Warrick knew that stretch of highway better than anyone and could use the fresh air after the mood he had been in the last week or so. Missing person in Henderson. Man was Sara going to hate him.
"Earth to Grissom." Catherine stood in the middle of the hallway, arms folded over her chest. She had been standing there with the rest of the team for over a minute and their supervisor hadn't moved. Though this was not an unusual occurrence around the lab, Catherine's short attention span kicked in. "Any chance we could get assignments?"
Grissom was pulled out of his stupor and absently handed out the papers silently before walking away.
"Missing person, Grissom, seriously?" Sara said with a groan. "Why don't you take this one, I noticed you don't have a case."
"I follow him to serve my turn upon him," he replied, not looking up from his messages.
"Shakespeare before coffee is just plain cruel man," Warrick commented, scanning over the paper he had been given.
Finally looking up Grissom smirked. "Othello. It means you serve me and I will serve you."
With that the group slowly began to disperse, leaving only Catherine standing in the hall with him. "Alright, what do you have there that is so interesting?"
"Hmm?" Grissom glanced back down at the note in his hand. "Oh. I am about to find out."
Catherine shook her head as she watched him walk away. Was it possible for him to get any stranger?
"Hello, my name is Gil Grissom, LVPD, I have a message from a Stephanie Abbott."