A/N: I apologize in advance for the OOC –ness
Disclaimer-I OWN NOTHING- I GET PAID NOTHING
The good news was Sara was alive. The good news was the department wasn't going to lose its top solver. The good news was the whole team wasn't going to fall to pieces for months on end. The good news was that finding her alive makes the whole department look good.
The bad news is, now I am going to have to kick their asses.
For two geniuses, they are idiots. Don't they know that their stunt is going to call every case they've worked on into question? This is going to kill us.
This means appeals, this means inquiries, and this means more fucking paperwork for me!
I almost hate to do this. As much as I enjoy the idea of making Grissom squirm and putting Sidle in her place, they did just have quite an ordeal. Even I acknowledge that. I mean, I was duly impressed when Warrick told me about her escape from the trunk and bashing that crazy bitch's head through the window. Kudos, really. And braving the rain then the desert, well played.
But they had to know that eventually the shit was going to hit the fan.
"When did you become intimate?"
Why did I think this might be easy? 9 YEARS ago, Grissom? Nice. Now try to say you hired her for purely professional reasons. Good luck.
Apparently Sara doesn't remember that. Either you sucked or the car crushed the memory out of her.
I miss the dayshift days when my biggest concern was who to shove the decomps and trick rolls off on. I'm getting a headache.
"You two need to get your stories straight."
END