Title: What Are You Running From?
By: Mystikal Mayhem
Chapter: 1
Disclaimers: I don't own them, I'll never own them. Except for the speaker; she's mine!!!
Feedback: Direct feedback or reviews here are encouraged. Constructive criticism is welcomed as well.
Author's Notes: This is my first official CSI fan fic, aside from all of the ones I have written in my head. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoy writing it.
Acknowledgments: I'd like to thank Tiff, Solid Snake, Pocahontas, and Scarlet Rose for all their support. Also a special thanks to tenof-10. Also, massive kudos to Kait for helping me come up with my speaker's name: Walker Garriston, or Gari for short.


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Hey lover why the gun?
Hold on I'm almost there
It's too late, you killed the trust
Don't act so unaware

So why are you so destructive?
Do you realize what you've done?
You can't bring it back to life now
What are you running from?

~ "Detective" by No Doubt

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It all went according to plan.

What a relief that was.

Now everything else would fall into place.

Hopefully...

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"Why?"

"Why what?"

I looked over at Greg who was hunched over the coffee machine, preparing another pot of his Blue Hawaiian.

"You know what I'm talking about. I've only whined to you about it for the last two months." I slouched down into the sofa's cushions, throwing my head back in mock anguish.

"You are such a drama queen." He sat down beside me and I rested my head on his shoulder.

"I know, I'm so pathetic." I choked back fake sobs, grabbing his collar and burying my face in his chest. "I just can't take it anymore!"

Greg humored me, wrapping his arm around my shoulder and pulling me closer to him. "Aww, poor baby, come here." He rubbed small circles on my back and sniffed my hair. I was in heaven.

Nick decided to enter the Break Room at that very moment. "Got coffee?" he asked.

I pulled away from Greg so fast that my head began to spin. "It's perking," Greg told him.

"Some of your special blend, I hope. I need a good pick-me-up." Nick flopped into a chair by the table and set down a folder filled with what was most likely unfinished paperwork.

"You're not the only one." Sara entered the room, looking more fatigued than usual. "Grissom just said that he received a whopper of a case that he's going to be putting us on." She fell into the chair across from me, closing her eyes momentarily. "So much for doing my grocery shopping today."

Nick cast Sara a sour glance. "At least you know have two week's worth of paper work to catch up on on top of everything else." He opened the folder and I could tell that, for once, he was not exaggerating.

"No," Sara countered. "But that's because I do my paperwork immediately after the case is declared closed." Nick turned to face her and stuck out his tongue. "Brat."

"Brown noser."

Yes, Nick was a brat, and Sara was a brown noser, but neither Greg nor I said a word.

"Well, have fun, guys." I got up from the sofa and went to the fridge. Retrieving my can of Diet Coke, I made my way to the door as Catherine and Warrick entered solemnly, followed closely by Grissom. "Hi, Cath, War. Bye, Cath, War."

"Hi and bye, Gari," Catherine said. Warrick muttered something that sounded like a hello, but I couldn't tell.

"I'll be in the Ballistics Lab polishing guns while you guys poke at dead bodies."

Everyone made their way to the coffee pot, muttering how much they wished they were in my shoes. Everyone, except Grissom.

"Where are you going, Walker?" he asked me.

"The Ballistics Lab. Bobby has the day off and there are guns and cleaning solution calling my name." I tried to make my way past Grissom, but he kept stepping in front of me.

"No you're not. We've got a triple homicide at the Lucky Horse Shoe Used Car dealership. I need everyone on this case."

I looked over at Greg, the only person who knew of my gripes. We shared a brief smile in secret. I would no longer have to complain to him.

Grissom was sending me out on a homicide case.

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I know that you have some unanswered questions. Who is this person speaking? What has she been complaining to Greg about? Where the hell did she come from?!? Stay tuned to find out!!!