Fox-rox1539- 'figures, two of the laziest writers on ff decide to write a story together. This won't end well...'
csi sidle lvl 3- 'oh be quiet. Have some faith in our writing!...well.....after A LOT of planning...putting off...random conversations etc we finally got round to writing a joint story and have a joint account! so....we hope you enjoy this!!'
A/N....hmm...ok she's right. this wont end well.......we'll update as soon as we can but with school starting for her (Fox-rox- wahh) and other stuff i can garentee that writing will not be super fast....well...maybe reviews will speed us up -hint hint- ...ENJOY
Disclaimer- WE DONT OWN CSI......well...not right now hehe
"LVPD Forensics department..."
The Graveyard team walked down the street, laughing at some joke Greg had said. It had been a while since they were all out like this, but at such a special occasion they just had to have a night out.
"I regret to inform you that the assistant lab director Conrad Ecklie…"
They entered their usual bar and settled themselves in the corner booth at the back. After much shouting at each other, Nick and Warrick were forced to go and buy the first round of drinks.
"…Will be leaving you to become a senior advisor to the Sheriff starting as of next week."
"To Ecklie" They all chorused, toasting their bald headed boss.
"Thank God he's leaving!" Sara grinned before taking a drink of the beer in her hand.
"Well be able to get away with things!" Greg bounced on his seat before noticing the glance Grissom shot at him, "What I meant was we could now work…3 cases a night and not be shouted at for overtime" he chuckled nervously.
"Nice save Greggo" Nick and Warrick sniggered at the young CSI.
"I kinda feel sorry for Ecklie" Catherine sighed.
"Because he's bald?" Nick asked.
"Because he's evil?" Sara mumbled.
"Because he's unloved by everyone?" Warrick smirked.
"Because he's a bald, evil lonely guy who lives with his mother?" Greg shouted, grabbing the attention of everyone in the bar.
"Well yes" Catherine chuckled, "But also coz he put up with our crap for years and only attempted to fire us each once".
"Uhh hello? He tried to fire me three times!" Sara pouted, "and I'm pretty sure I didn't do anything wrong the other two times".
Catherine sighed "well, overall, I think we might've put Ecklie through too much crap. He was only mean to us because he was trying to make us a better team".
Grissom scoffed, "I'm not one for bashing people, but even I know that he was mean to us because he was jealous that we were a better team then Days. That, and the fact that he was evil-"
Before he had the chance to finish his thought, Greg cut him off. "-which, as all of you know, is a result of the semi-bald head that rests atop his shoulders. And that's not our fault, now is it?"
Truly, he had a point.
Deep down, Catherine knew everyone was right, so she just shook her head. "Why do I even try," she mumbled aloud. Her answer came in the form of handfuls of salted peanuts being thrown at her head.
"Yeah, Cath," Warrick said in between laughing fits, "why bother trying to stick up for the guy? He was no better to you then he was to any of us. Well, except for Sara."
"Hey!" Sara complained, tossing peanuts at Warricks head, too.
"For that Sidle" Warrick flicked the peanuts from his hair and brushed them off his shoulders, "you're buying the next round"
Sara pouted as the others chuckled at their friends antics, "You guys are mean"
"And you're immature, get used to it" Greg grinned cheekily, earning himself a slap on the back of his head.
An hour or so passed and little by little the other staff of the lab entered the bar along with the Sheriff and Ecklie.
After a muffled argument between the sheriff and Ecklie and about 5 beers, the soon-to-be sheriff's advisor climbed drunkenly onto the stage with bottle of beer in his hand and beckoned for silence.
"Well...the Sheriff wants me to make a speech or something -hiccup- but I told him to leave me alone. I jusht wanna sayy this in the...uhh…gazillion years I've worked in the lab I gotta say I lurrrrve you guys so much....except grave shift...they suck..'
"We love you too Ecklie" Greg shouted across the crowd, rolling his eyes.
"DONT INTERUPT ME TALKING BAR STOOL! ahem…where was I...-hiccup- oh yea, I wanna thank my staff for doing all the hard work for me, Grissom for turning down every promotion he was offered so I was given them, I wanna thank the idiot of a lab director for hiring me I mean seriously -hiccup- I almost ruined the lab and I'm still getting paid!" Ecklie grinned and raised his glass," but seriously guys, in all my years as a fore...foresnn...as...uh...what am I.....a...ss...s...sci...sa...s..." he pouted "sa..san...SANTA CLAUS, I've realised something" he looked as if he was going to burst into tears, "I don't know how to tell you this...but...but"
"$50 he says he's retarded!" Nick shouted out,
"$100 says he's secretly gay!" Warrick yelled,
"$150 says he's secretly a woman!!" Sara jumped up.
"$200 says he's a gay woman with the hots for Sara" Greg leapt on the table.
Sara and Grissom turned and glared at him.
"What? It would explain why he keeps following her, sure he says he was waiting for her to 'slip up' but we all know he was checking out her butt".
"SHUT UP I'M TRYING TO BE SERIOUS HERE!" Ecklie jumped on the bar, "what I'm trying to say is that...i'm...BALD." he burst into tears and everyone just gaped at him before bursting into laughter.
"You gotta be kidding me" Catherine put her head in her hands to stop herself from bursting into laughter. Sara wiped away a tear from the corner of her eye and drained the last of her beer.
"Hey Cath, I need another drink. You coming?" Sara gestured towards the bar with her head.
"Hey Sara" Catherine had her back to the bar, her gin and tonic in her hand as she stared at Grissom who was absentmindedly chatting away to the sheriff and his wife.
"Hmm?"
"Not once tonight have I seen Griss touch any alcohol" Catherine sighed and glanced over at Sara.
"And that's a bad thing?" Sara raised an eyebrow.
"But he's off the clock and it's' an 'Ecklie's leaving' party, he needs to have some fun for once in his life."
"The day Grissom gets drunk is the day Ecklie runs around with his shoes on his hands singing some random oh I don't know…ABBA song while apologising for being such an ass to me".
"Well yea but…" BANG. Catherine and Sara turned in time to see the still drunken Ecklie run between the tables, his size 9 dress shoes on his hands.
"SAAAARRRRAAAAAAA!" He ran over to where the two women were standing, "I wanted to uhh...umm...apo...apollo….say sorry for being such an ass to you the past...uhh...how many years have you worked here...well anyway yea. Have fun with the rest of your night!" He beamed towards Sara before turning on his heel and running back through the bar.
Catherine glanced over at Sara with a small grin on her face.
"Yea well he hasn't..."
"I AM THE DANCING QUEEN...umm...lalala...ONLY SEVENTEEEEEEN" Ecklie 'sang' before running straight into a wall.
"Oh my god" Sara just stared at the blacked out Ecklie.
"Well it looks like that night is tonight!" Catherine laughed and turned back to the bar staff. "Can I get a double…no triple vodka and cola please" she looked over at Ecklie, "and put it on his tab"
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