I only created Brandon...
I did not have a reason for giving Brandon a 'guy' name. It does give me something for the story but I thought of that after I came up with the name...It may or may not play into her past...If I come up with a good enough reason...
I know I went from third person to first person at the beginning of the last chapter...I started in first then went back to change it and must have missed some.
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"No more like this," Nick put his hand on Brandon's shoulders positioning them correctly then moved his hands to the back of hers to show her how to do it correctly.
This sent a shiver down Brandon's spine. She couldn't figure out why, he was just showing her how to get a fingerprint without ruining it. She closed her eyes and took a deep breathe. She was glad he was sitting behind her and couldn't see her close her eyes, but he heard her breathe.
"You alright?"
"Yeah I am fine, just had to sneeze," she lied then thought, Sneeze? Idiot, idiot, idiot.
Nick just laughed then joked, "Alright, then I thank you for that."
She laughed then shot him her best smile, "Now let me try."
"Yeah, that's right."
Her phone rang and she looked at the name then stuck it back in her pocket.
"Who was that?" Nick questioned.
"A friend from home," she said.
"What's their name?"
"Josh, if you must know," she answered standing up.
"Boyfriend?" Nick continued to asked questions.
"No, at one point. We broke up when I left for collage," she replied keeping a smirk of her face.
"Does he know that?"
"Yes, we remained good friends afterwards. Mostly because we were friends before and valued that more than anything."
Nick nodded and smiled.
"Hey, huh, Grissom has a case for you two," the younger woman, Sara, that Brandon had met earlier, said.
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"Can I drive?" Brandon asked.
"Sure."
It took about fifteen minutes to reach the crime scene.
"James Shorten, Caucasian male, 35. Pregnant wife called it in. Says she came home from the hospital and found her husband beaten. This would have been their first child. Looks like this baby isn't going to know its daddy," Brass briefed them about the case.
Brandon bit her bottom lip causing Nick to ask, "Hey, Bran, you okay?"
"Yeah, I, uh, I will take the wife."
"Okay, lets get to work."
"Mrs. Shorten, I am Brandon Mishont, may I have a word?" Brandon asked the woman gently.
"Yeah, sure," she replied.
"Is their anyone that might have a grudge against Mr. Shorten?" Brandon begun.
"No. Not anyone I can think of. Ms. Mishont, I can't raise this baby right by myself," tears entered the woman's eyes.
Brandon sat down, "You know what, I bet you can. My mom said that exact same thing and I think I turned out pretty well. So, this baby of yours should turn out great, too."
"Thanks, Ms. Mishont."
"So what is it your husband did?"
"He collected bills for the water company."
"Is there anything else you can tell us?"
"Not that would be helpful."
"Thanks, Mrs. Shorten, and that baby of yours will be fine," Brandon got up and walked away.
"Get anything helpful?" Nick asked as Brandon walked up.
"Well, the vic collected bills. Did you get anything?"
"Couple fingerprints and a couple hairs. The COD was blunt force trauma."
"This should be fun," Brandon rolled her eyes sarcastically.
A couple minutes later they were ready to leave.
"I drive," Nick said.
"I pick the music," Brandon countered.
"Fair enough."
Brandon turned on the radio then searched until found some music she recognized, she then started to sing to it, "I'll give you my dirty little secret. Dirty little secret. Don't tell anyone or you'll be just another regret. Just another regret, hope that you can keep it. My dirty little secret. Who has to know"
Nick started laughing, "I can't believe you listen to this kind of stuff."
"I can't believe you don't!" She replied laughing.
He just shook his head at her.
"Well, you know, being the country girl I am, I listen to country, too."
"How can you go from stuff like that to country?"
"How can you not?" She countered again.
"I think I have figured out your favorite counter," he said eyeing her.
"I wouldn't be so sure. I takes more than a couple hours to figure me out."
"Then how about breakfast?" he smiled at her.
"Sure," she shrugged, "The rest of the team will be coming, too?"
"Yeah, we usually all go together."
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"I can't believe that," Brandon said to Nick as they ended their shift, her eyes filled with disappointment.
"What do you mean?" Nick was amused by this.
"It was so easy. Do you think she can use the fact that she's pregnant in the trial?" Brandon was speaking of the wife in their case.
"It's amazing what being pregnant can get you these days, Bran."
Brandon scoffed, "Well, if my mom had it that easy, she sure wouldn't have taken it."
"What about your dad?"
"He actually left when he found out she was pregnant," She replied nodding, "That's what really gets me. He was going to stay and help raise the child, and she killed him."
"Maybe he was cheating on her?"
"And maybe he was an alien from another plant, but that still doesn't make it right."
"Would we be able to arrest he if he was an alien from another planet?" Nick mocked her as they left
"Shut up!" she slapped him playfully.
"You two became friends pretty fast," Catherine said as she walked up.
"Well, she thinks our vic was an alien from another planet," Nick teased.
"I do not! I was just saying it wouldn't matter what the reason, she shouldn't have murdered him. He was staying to help raise the baby," Brandon thought about hitting him again but just rolled her eyes.
"We meeting for breakfast?" Catherine jumped in.
"Yup, same place as always," Nick stopped his teasing long enough to answer.
"I don't know the place," Brandon stated.
"Just follow me," Nick said taking her by the leading her around making Brandon's heart skip a beat.
"Watch out he will lead right into a wall," Catherine joked from inside the locker room.
"Hey!" Nick said dropping his hand to his side but not letting go of Brandon's.
They went and ate breakfast and chatted and enjoyed themselves. They slowly headed home for some sleep one by one. Leaving just Greg and Nick.
"Well, man, you got that one fast," Greg was only half joking.
"Dude, what are you talking about?"
"Brandon. She like you and I would say you like her. Sara told me that she saw you showing Brandon how to get a fingerprint properly she shuddered a little then closed her eyes took a deep breathe. Probably to calm herself." With this said Greg got up and left.
Nick laughed and then thought, Well that does make more sense then having to sneeze.
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tbc...Well leave a review please...tell me what you think...
P.S. I thought of them in the car together "Dirty Little Secret" popped in my head so I had to add that...And when he was holding her hand the song "Start of Something New" from High School Musical popped in my head...but I didn't get to add it.