Glance, Smile and Kiss


Wolfe watched as the new member of the CSI Miami-Dade marched into the lab, looking confidant and ready to work. She walked over to the lab table and tied her hair up in a ponytail and pulled the rubbery latex gloves on. She probed through the microscope in front of her to list all her observations into her new folder Horatio had given her to start on. Wolfe blew a long whistle, his hands on his hips, watching from outside. Eric Delko couldn't help but laugh.

"Got your eyes on A.J. hunh?"

Wolfe moved his head to the side and scoffed.

"She burns a rug, did you see her? She just marched right in there."

"Good, we need some one like her. Hart's a good kid…be easy on her, alright?"

Eric slapped Wolfe on the back and left him bewildered and shocked. Shaking his head; he turned and entered the lab, A.J. called him over and gave him her observations, and the evidence from the case Wolfe was working on. She couldn't help but smile inwardly as Wolfe's face turned stony.

"I thought I'd get a head start while you were out there scrutinizing me."

"I was not – you're supposed to come to me or Eric to start on a case independently." He said a certain finality in his voice.

"I asked Calliegh. She said "Go for it!"" Hart raised an eyebrow and grinned, breaking Wolfe's finality.

Ryan Wolfe grabbed the evidence and walked away, furious that the newbie took his case.

Eric entered the room just as A.J. began to finish her sentence.

"And I'm going to be interrogating the suspect this afternoon."

"What?!" Wolfe spun one-eighty, "no, no you're not."

A.J. shrugged, which made Wolfe's stony exterior crack, he clenched his jaw and stomped away, punching the out side wall, making every head turn.

"Careful Ryan." Alexx walked beside him.

"Grr! She just-"


"Frustrates me, so I'm getting him back," A.J. told Eric, smiling deviously.

He laughed. There was a very child like behavior he had just noticed about A.J., thought she was in her early twenties, she acted talked like a high school student would, and worked just as hard as the older members of the Miami-Dade. He turned to A.J.'s files with an amused expression.

"What'd he do anyways?"

"He ate my lunch."

Eric laughed whole-heartedly. He liked this kid, he called her kid, even thought she wasn't much younger than him.

Wolfe came back in with his bloody knuckles. He gave Delko a don't-ask-me-or-I'll-kill-you look and sat down beside A.J. in his usual spot. A.J. ignored the look.

"Did you have a grudge against the wall?"

Before he could reply with a blistering retort, she grabbed his hand and clothed it with gauze wrapping. She's fast…Wolfe thought. He watched as she ducked her head down, her tranquil touch surprised him. Her beautiful bright green eyes probed the scratches and wrapping, gingerly dabbing each wound with disinfectant. The burn made Wolfe hiss. "Well if you don't want burning feeling, don't have sparring matches with something that won't move and triple your weight." She responded.

Eric brought down a mound of files and documents in front of them. Paper work.

A.J. brought her head up to meet Wolfe's. As she stared into the hazel eyes of the "wolf", she saw something she hadn't seen in a long, long time. Her child hood memory. There was a lurching feeling in her stomach, he looked so familiar.

Wolfe stared right into the emerald gemmed eyes of Hart's. Feeling like he met her before.

For two whole seconds they stared until the sound of Eric's parting did their eyes break.

It can't be him…he's gone…she thought as she walked down the large interior of the hall way to the morgue.

It can't be her…she's dead…he thought as he walked down the large interior of the hallway to the morgue with A.J. close by.


Hope you liked it, this is the right draft, I like this intro better than my last one so if anyone is confused that it's diffent than the one they read before...this is why...please R&R! THANKS!