Just The Way You Are
A GSR Story
Welcome welcome to my world of GSR. First, let me say the following:
I don't own CSI but I do love to play with them! It's the sincerest form of flattery!
Now here is a taste of the next story brewing in Jan-land. I will update at least two or three times per week for the next few weeks. I think we should be around 20-25 chapters. Smut will be included. And please remember, I write from the true characters but do not always follow the story line. It's my imagination that is running away with me!
And please, like it, hate it, love it - leave me a review! It really helps to make the writing go quicker when I hear that there are folks out there who share my obsession!
Thanks to Charlie-bubbles for the kick in the pants to get writing! Mwah!
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Gil Grissom stood in his bathroom staring at his reflection in the mirror. He dripped water from his ringlet curls onto the tile floor.
The memories of the week ran through his head.
"He's a high functioning autistic man with superior right brain abilities," he had explained to Nick, describing an odd suspect at the crime scene last week.
"Kind of sounds like you!" Nick responded before walking away.
I wish he wasn't right about things like that. Damn Nick for being so accurate in his assessment of matters of the heart. I'm getting to be too old for this.
He glanced at his reflection again. Not a vain man, Grissom didn't spend much time in the mirror, but somehow the grays were creeping in faster and faster. He hadn't noticed so many last time he had shaved. Perhaps the last week had aged him more than he cared to think.
But in his heart, he felt young. He finally knew what his heart wanted.
Perhaps the right brain would be able to catch up quickly.
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Sara Sidle stood in her bathroom staring at her reflection in the mirror. She dripped water from her ringlet curls onto the soft green bathmat.
The memories of the week ran through her head.
"He's a high functioning autistic man with superior right brain abilities," Nick explained, perfectly copying Grissoms voice. He retold the story of his interaction with their boss.
"Kind of sounds like you!" is what Nick said he told Grissom before walking away.
That was funny, she thought, I wish I could have seen Grissom's face when he realized that Nick was right. That damn Nick was always so accurate in his assessment of matters of the heart.
I think I'm starting to get to be too old for this.
She glanced at her reflection again. Not a vain woman, Sara didn't spend much time in the mirror, but somehow the bags under her eyes were getting darker. She hadn't noticed they were so pronounced last time she had taken the time to have a relaxing bath. Perhaps the last week had affected her more than she cared to think.
But in her heart, she felt reinvigorated. She finally knew that she was going to get what her heart wanted.
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A/N OK that's my teaser… are you ready for the story and what brought them to this point? I promise, it's a great CSI story with romance and smut! Stay tuned!
