097. Whatever (Lola wants, Lola gets)
Disclaimer: CSI, to the relief of all, isn't mine.
Author's note: Part of my modified 100 fic challenge. Yes, I had this line stuck in my head. Happens quite often, as it were. Stupid song. Does this make it qualify as a song fic? Probably not.
It was theoretically impossible to get a song stuck in your head when you only knew four words and did not even really remember the tune.
Sara was pretty sure it was somehow Greg's fault.
The song had been running through her head all day: during assignments, at the crime scene, and while she processed her evidence.
She caught herself humming it under her breath in the locker room and slammed her hand into the locker.
Greg poked his head in, "Whatever it did, I don't think it deserved that."
Sara thought she would have liked to hit him, instead.