Well, i am officially crying...one review...well here's chapter 2 because i have nothing else to do.
Disclaimer: see chapter one.
'This is taking ages!', Becca was usually a patient woman but when it came to something stopping her from doing her job, she could lose it a bit, 'how long does it take to look up one thing, seriously it's the only box labelled evidence on the entire plane!'.
Finally after what felt like a year, "Miss, you're item will be given to you at customs, sorry for the delay and we hope you have a nice stay in Nevada", the smile of the blonde could light up Vegas, she was sure of it.
"Thank you", she dashed off before she could comment on her accent and rushed to the long line at customs.
"So, a British detective inspector huh?" ever since she'd me Greg, he hadn't left her side or shut up for the matter, "What's it like working in England?"
"Greg, leave her alone" Sara hit him over the back of the head, getting a chuckle out of Taylor.
"Leave the poor kid alone Sar'" she helped Greg up and turned back to Sara, "besides if you're like this to him with a guest in the lab, I wonder what you're like without one", that earned her a hit over the head.
"Sara" Grissom warned her, giving her a glance over his glasses before going back to his crossword.
"God he can be so annoying" she muttered under her breath dropping the magazine on the table.
"Well don't forget he is your boss" Taylor muttered back, slightly shocking Sara that someone heard what she said.
"Any way, you didn't answer my question, what's it like working in England?" Greg pouted; he did not like being ignored.
Taylor sighed, "It's not that bad, just slightly boring. Knife crimes on the rise as well robbery, but that's it. Not as exciting as Vegas I'm guessing", she forced a small laugh, "So yeah, nothing special."
"Sounds easier than here though" Nick sat down on the nearest chair, his 3rd or maybe 4th cup of coffee, "Doesn't sound like there's any chance of being kidnapped or any thing."
The team, excluding Taylor, gave him a worried glance.
"Well, not nothing like that's ever happened there, but there's always the possibility", she was really confused; 'I wonder what happened…man I gotta stop thinking to myself'.
"OH MY GOD I HATE AIRPORTS SO MUCH!" the British accent evident in the voice of the dark red haired woman who stormed through the door, fuming, swearing under her breath in Russian.
Everyone had blank looks on their faces at the arrival of the strange woman.
"Are you finished yet?" Tay asked the angry woman.
"What… oh yeah" She looked up, her green eyes meeting Taylor's brown ones.
"Ok then, guys this is Rebecca, Becca, the guys" She nodded at all of them as she was told their names.
"Erm…Becca"
"Yes?" she'd noticed the forensics magazine on the table and had picked it up to read it.
"WHERE'S THE EVIDENCE?" she jumped a foot off the chair and sent the magazine flying out of her hand.
"Oh, I left it in the airport", her face was serious, "I got annoyed so I left", Taylor looked as if she would rip her head off, "Jesus, give me some credit, I'm not a total idiot, it's in the layout room with the cool table, random dude told me I could put it in there after I told him who I was, Erm… tall bald head guy, looked really pathetic if you ask me".
"Well that tall, bald guy is actually the assistant lab director so please don't say anything bad, if you want me to keep my job" Sara sighed, "He already hates me, don't make it worse".
"Uh huh", Becca looked over at Sara; "You're the physicist from Harvard aren't you?" Sara nodded, "Thought so", and she went back to reading her magazine.
About 5 minutes later Grissom looked at the clock and sighed, "We don't have time to do anything else tonight, everyone go home, get some rest we'll start tomorrow ok". Everyone got up and headed out to the locker room.
"Finally, time to go home" Warrick exclaimed as Nick and Greg started to fight about batman and superman again.
"Hey, where are you guys staying tonight?" Catherine asked the two visitors, "a hotel or what?"
"Erm, no, I was just going to follow Sara to her place and hope she lets me in", Tay answered grinning as Sara's head snapped in her direction.
"Excuse me, when will I get a say in this?"
Becca was too busy listening to the boy's conversation to hear what the women were talking about.
"Superman would win!" everyone in the locker room looked at her, "besides Batman had no real powers, even if he is hot." She received even weirder looks, "I mean they always have the superman character a tom cruise look alike with dorky classes and a twirl in their fringe, Batman has the whole sexy suit and gadgets".
'I really need to get her a hobby', Taylor thought to herself, practically dragging Becca into the hall before she could rant about how hot Batman was followed by an amused Sara.
"But you agree right Tay?" Becca whined all the way to the hire car, only changing her sentence to add an extra 'I love batman' reference.
"Becca please, for your health, shut up!" Sara laughed at the two women fighting in front of her over something so silly.
"Do you want to go get sleep or not?"
"Yes", the both said at the same time, "or a coffee" Taylor said.
"Or tea" Becca pointed out, "We are British after all" she put on a mock posh accent and got in the car grinning.
"She always like this?" Sara asked.
"Yeah, but you should see her on a good day after a cup of coffee and a can or two of Pepsi", she laughed, "it's much worse".
Both women laughed as they got into their cars, and headed to Sara's apartment for a well deserved rest and a chance to catch up.
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