The Kids
Rating: Safe
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Sadly.
Summary: Catherine and Gil deal with their 'kids'.
A/N: I came up with this little thing while talking on the phone with one of my friends and watching CSI. (Don't ask. I can do it.) LOL. Um... I don't know if I should continue it or what... let me know if you like it or not!
"Saraaaaaaa. Give it back!"
"No! Not until the damn batteries die!" Sara held Greg's iPOD and PSP above her head and smirked every time he tried to grab it.
"Ugh! I wasn't doing anything to you!"
"You were aggravating the hell out of me with your loud music and your stupid video games!"
"Well what else am I going to do when I finish my work? READ?"
"Maybe, just maybe, it might do you some good." Seconds later, Nick and Warrick walked into the break room with a horrified look in their faces.
"Sara? Greg? What are you-"
"She took my iPOD and my PSP!!!"
"Give it back to him, Sar."
"No! He'll just annoy me more."
"MOMMMMMMMMMM!"
"Who are you-" Catherine walked into the room and stood with her hands on her hips.
"Children..." Nick and Warrick busted into a fit of laughter and fell into the chairs.
"Oh man. That's exactly what those two are! Children!"
"Greg, Sara... what ever the hell you're arguing about... the whole lab can hear. Keep it down or leave it-"
"She won't give me back my iPOD!"
"He deserved to get it taken away!"
"Give him back his iPOD..." She pointed to Sara. "Get back to work and keep the volume on that thing BELOW fifteen..." She pointed to Greg. "And you two..." She pointed to Nick and Warrick who were trying desperately not to laugh. "... Grissom wants to see you."
"Ohh. Nicky and Rick are in trouble with daddy," Greg stuck out his tongue. Catherine yelled,
"NOW!"
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Catherine stood in the far corner of Grissom's office and watched as Gil held up their case reports with a disappointed look.
"What are these?"
"They're case reports, Grissom."
"Case reports that are horribly written."
"We spent almost two hours on those things!"
"It doesn't show, guys." Gil noticed the intense look on their faces and pointed to the chairs. "Have a seat." Catherine walked over and took a seat on the edge of Grissom's desk.
"Boys, we're not saying it's not a good report but..."
"But we need a little more from you two, now... more than ever," Grissom finished for her. There was a loud crash and then the yells of Sara and Greg could be heard through out the lab again. "What the hell are they doing?" Catherine hopped down from the desk with Grissom, Nick, and Warrick trailing behind her. When the break room came into view, Nick and Warrick turned the opposite way and jogged down the hall.
"Sara! Greg!" Their faces fell and Sara dropped the iPOD.
"You broke it! Ugh!" Greg pushed her aside and carefully leaned over his iPOD. "Baby, can you hear me? Are you okay? Sara's so stupid." Catherine and Gil stood close to each other with anger written in their facial expressions.
"What happened this time?"
"I swear it was all her fault!" Greg pointed to Sara. She was quick to protest.
"Nah ah! He walked in here with that thing blaring AGAIN. So I checked the volume and it was on twenty four!"
"I thought I told you to keep it on fifteen!"
"I did! But she bumped into me and it got pushed to twenty four by itself!" Gil smirked and shoved his hands in his pockets, standing dangerously close behind Catherine. Infact, so close, that they were barely touching, a gesture that looked oddly like a mother and father fussing their children.
"Well what were you doing around her? I told her to get back to work." Greg pointed to her and backed away with his iPOD protectively to his chest.
"Ask her!" Both Catherine and Gil's gaze traveled towards Sara. She stalled for a few seconds before she pulled out her cell phone.
"Sidle. A huh-"
"I'm waiting, Sara."
"Sorry. It's Ecklie." Ecklie walked into the room, phone-less. Greg stifled a laugh and put his iPOD on the lowest volume. Gil edged away from Catherine a little and headed out of the door.
"Sara, I want you and Greg in my office in the next fifteen minutes."
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"I say we go out for break fast!"
"I don't know. Neither of you have been behaving yourselves around here lately." The four CSIs pouted and looked up at their supervisors.
"Please, Mom," Greg teased.
"I don't know, Greg. Can you and Sara sit next to each other without fighting over who gets the last piece of bacon?"
"That won't be a problem. Because we all know, I'm the one that gets the last piece of bacon," Nick commented.
"Dream on, brother," Warrick laughed. Gil grabbed the keys to the Denali and his wallet.
"Seeing as you won't be paying for it, Catherine and I get the last piece." They all laughed.
"Last one to the Denali has to sit on the end of the table," Greg called out. All four took off running for the Denali as Catherine and Gil slowly walked down the hall.
"Aren't you glad the team is back together again?" She gave him a look that told him otherwise. He laughed and slid his arm around her waist. "Come on, time to feed the kids." They managed to get everyone into the car and settled on a radio station everyone liked, which was the hardest part. The song, My Wish by Rascal Flatts softly playing in the background.
"Kay guys, on three," Greg announced. Catherine looked back at them with a suspicious look, but all she received were smiles from all four 'kids'.
"My wish, for you, is that this life becomes... all that you want it to. Your dreams stay big, and your worries stay small. You never need to carry more than you can holddddd. And while you're out there getting where you're getting to, I hope you know somebody lovessssss you-"
Greg coughed, "GRISSOM," and began signing again. Catherine's head snapped back so she could stare at him. The whole car busted out into fits of giggles and chuckles.
"-and wants the same things, too." The second they got there, the four of them jumped out of the car and ran over each other to get in the booth to order their food first. Catherine and Gil stood close to the Denali and watched as they pushed and shoved each other out of the way to open the door first.
"Let's get this over quick so we can start another hectic day with the 'kids'." He gave her a small peck on the lips and laced their fingers together.
"Alright... but I get that last piece of bacon." She smiled as they walked through the diner doors.
A/N: Yeah. That's it... unless you guys want me to make some more chapters with Sara and Greg fighting. LOL. Dontcha just love Greggo and his loud music? Kay. Speak now or forever hold your peace!