Settling of Scores
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Author: This is my first try at writing a fic so please be gentle with me. I apologize for the mistakes it hasn't being proof read.
Settling of Scores
It was a long day for Greg; he had spent it in court waiting for his turn to testify. The case was a popular one, Terrance Malloy, wealthy guy that kept his face away from the actual action, meaning he would send others to do his dirty work which include kidnapping, murder and extortion. After he was done in court he went back to the lab expecting Grissom would put him in a case.
"Hello Grissom"
"How did it go on court Greg?"
"One more point for the good guys."
"This is not a competition."
"I know but it feels good to know that one major bad guy its going to jail for the rest of his life."
"I know Greg."
"So…do you need me for something?"
"Just to take off that monkey suit and go home."
"Really?"
"I want you early tomorrow…for a change."
"Thanks Grissom I'll see you tomorrow."
"Greg?" – He was almost out the door.
"Yes?"
"You did a good job today."
He smiled and went on his way to the locker room. That last comment made his day worth it. Ever since he became a CSI Level 1 he felt unsure like no matter what he did he wasn't doing a good job. Sara was great, he learned a lot from her but she too forgets that he's working hard to be at the same level they are and no one seems to notice. Grissom telling him he did a good job made up for all the times his work was ignored. In the locker room he took a shower and changed into his normal jeans and t-shirt, he had his music blaring from his headphones and he was going home to the beautiful wife nobody knew he had.
It's not that he didn't want everybody to know about her it was just that he felt they wouldn't care. In fact, they did know her, they talked to her a couple of times and even hanged out together, it was funny to Greg how they didn't connect the dots, you would think that by been the best CSI in the country they would at least be suspicious of the same last name but not even that. He left a message on her cell phone and went on his way.
The ride home was smooth and uneventful. He put his keys on the kitchen counter and roamed the fridge for something to eat. He prepared a snack and turned the TV on. He didn't even notice when she got home, he didn't realize he fell asleep on the couch. She gave him a quick peck on the lips and made her way to their room.
"How did the trial go?"
"Guilty"
"Congratulations!"
"Thank you. How was your day?"
"Pretty average"
"You know I was thinking of having dinner out. You've been working all day, I have the day off and we barely see each other as it is. You know so we can spend some quality time."
"Umm…I like the way you think"
"So what'd you say, we rest a couple of hours then go to a nice restaurant maybe some dancing and we come here and get some more relaxation."
"I'm up for all that except the dancing, I don't want to hear loud music or be around drunken people."
"You got yourself a deal."
After discussing their plans for the evening they fell asleep. Around 6pm she got up and took a shower when she got out she woke him up so he would do the same. While he took his shower she wandered through her closet looking for something nice to wear, she found a cute little dress, she thought it was perfect. Then she sat in front of her mirror with her make up laid out. When he got out of the shower and saw her he thought she look beautiful and she wasn't even finished. Once she was done making herself even prettier they went on their way to the restaurant.
"Welcome to Gio's, do you have a reservation?"
"Yes, under the name of Greg Sanders."
"Very well, follow me please."
They spent close to two hours in the restaurant, and had a nice dinner and conversation. When it was dessert time her eyes lit up and he laughed at the fact that she would actually stop eating dinner and leave room for the dessert.
"Are you ready for dessert?"
"Yes ma'am, my wife and I would like a cheesecake with chocolate sauce."
"I'll be back with your plate in a couple of minutes."
"Thank you." – Once the hostess left.
"Honey I was thinking…"
"Yes?"
"Well, we've been married for close to two years now."
"I see where you're going with this."
"You do?"
"Excuse me, here's your cheesecake. Enjoy!" – With that she left again.
"You want to tell everybody in the lab about us."
"Not precisely. I want us to considerate having children."
"Kids? You want to have kids?"
"Yeah, why not?"
"Don't get me wrong, I would love to have kids with you it's just, I don't know, I thought because of our job it would be hard for us to be there for them."
"I know, but I was considering transferring to the grave shift. That way we could work together and also work while they sleep and be there for them during the day."
"Angela you know we can't be in the same shift, co-workers aren't suppose to get married."
"Then I can move to days that way we both would be able to take care of our kids.
When are we going to see each other if you do that?"
"I don't know Greg. I really want to have a baby and I'm willing to do anything to make it happen."
"I just don't think we're ready for that Angie."
"You don't want to take that responsibility just admit it."
"It's not that, look I don't want to fight over this. It's been a good day for me and I really don't want to discuss this matter in a restaurant. Let's analyze it better in the house."
The subject of having kids stood there. Greg wanted to make Angie happy but he was a realist and he knew that in their line of work it would be difficult. Nevertheless he would think of something to make her dream come true plus he always wonder how their kids would be like. They left the restaurant thinking how nice it was spending time together. Angela was slightly angry about how the whole issue had turn out but she didn't want to ruin his day plus there are other ways to turn a man around.
"I'm glad we did this."
"Me too. I was thinking of doing it regularly like a date night."
"I like that idea as much as I like you."
"You're supposed to love the idea almost as much as you love me."
"I'm getting there give me some time."
"Time is all we have sweetheart."
Almost as it was on cue a car smashed into theirs from her side. One minute they were talking the next all they saw was glass breaking. The first thing he registered was pain all over his body, then he remembered what happened he didn't think he lost consciousness he was just disoriented. He tried to check on his wife but his seatbelt wouldn't let him so he took it out. He moved carefully her head to face him there was blood on the side of her face he could see that at least her leg was pinned in the car and that she was unconscious. "Angela baby wake up". When she didn't respond he took his cell phone and called 911. After identifying himself as CSI Greg Sanders he said he was involved in an accident and asked for Detective Brass while talking on the phone he didn't noticed the guy coming straight to the car. The guy dressed in dark clothes stopped in front of the car window and fired at Greg at least three times and then disappeared. "Sir, are you still there?"