Title: Clarity and Salvation

Pairing: Grace/Boyd

Rating: MA for now

Spoilers: Nothing specific but up to and including Yahrzeit

Summary: So have you formed any assumptions?

Feedback: Notes: Although I have been writing fan fiction for a number of years, this is the first time I have stepped outside my comfort zone and tried something new. Who knows where it will go but here's a short taster.

Chapter One

"Now what have I done?" Boyd asked, watching Grace's retreating back with confusion.

Eve shrugged, offering a suggestion, "Maybe it has more to do with what you haven't done."

He stared at her blankly. "Care to expand?" For once he wasn't sure what he had done wrong. It was mid afternoon on a Monday and he hadn't so much as shouted at anyone, intimidated a suspect, or been overly patronising, which was pretty unusual in itself.

"I should get back to the lab." Eve backed out of the room, smiling uncomfortably. One of the first things she had been told on joining the team was that you didn't get in the middle of a fight between Grace and Boyd, which observation had taught her happened frequently.

Boyd threw his hands up in the air and silently cursed. There seemed to be some force at work in his office, one that seemed to have turned the women against him in the short amount of time he had been overseas. "Spence," he yelled as the younger man walked past his door.

"Yeah."

"Any progress?"

"Nope. No leads, no tip offs, no case." It was driving them all crazy. For over a week they had received no new cases. Spencer had even resorted to trawling through the archives. Not that that was getting him anywhere. Tensions were starting to rise as they all skulked in the office, re-investigating cases that had no leads.

"Are you pissed at me too?" Boyd asked, staring a him intently.

Spencer stared back at him. "Should I be?" He began to grin. "Ah, you and Grace sparing again?"

"No." Boyd glanced towards the doctor's office and was surprised to see the blinds drawn. "Any idea what I've done?" he asked. "Man to man."

"Sorry, Boyd, I'm keeping well away from that one," he chuckled lightly. Eve and Stella had a theory, one that he wasn't entirely sure of, but he wasn't going to dismiss it either. He certainly wasn't going to voice it in front of either party. "I should get back to . . . " he fumbled. There really wasn't anything particularly pressing. " . . . the files." Spencer practically ran back to his desk.

Boyd returned to staring at Grace's office, more confused than ever but without a clue as how to find out what the team knew and he didn't.