You Kill Me – Chapter Two
Disclaimer: I do not own CSI
This chapter will revolve around the conversation between Hodges and Grissom at the end of the show... (i will get back to Wedges – don't worry)
They had just finished the scenario...
HODGES: I am a mere Padawan in the presence of the Jedi Master.
(Hodges puts his hands flat together and bows to Grissom.)
GRISSOM: True. (looks at watch) Let's play another.
HODGES: Sure.
(Hodges picks up the scenario cards and shuffles through them. He glances at
Grissom.)
HODGES: You weren't ready -- to leave -- this: the challenges, the puzzles, the
job.
GRISSOM: No.
HODGES: But Sara was.
GRISSOM: Yeah, she was.
HODGES: You can't stand in the way of that. When it's time for someone to move
on, you just gotta let them go.
GRISSOM: Let's play the game, shall we?
HODGES: Okay.
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Hodges searches through for a new scenario and there was some silence.
"What exactly happened between you and Wendy?" Grissom asked.
Hodges showed him the Mindy Bimms piece.
Grissom shook his head and looked at the younger man. "What were you thinking when you created this David?"
Hodges shrugged. He really did not have an answer for that. "I-I don't know. " he said.
"I don't blame Wendy for being upset with you. Clumsy and Buxom? Did you think she would be flattered?"
"I tried to prevent her from looking at the piece?" he said lamely.
Grissom scowled at him. "How did that work for you?"
"It didn't - obviously – but things are cool with us now." He said.
"You have a lot to learnabout women David." Grissom said.
Hodges snorted.
Grissom looked at him. "What does that mean?"
"Can I be frank with you?" Hodges asked.
"Yes –I want to know why you 'snorted' at me."
"You have known Sara a hell of a long time – you finally hooked up with her a few years ago but before that you were tippy-toeing around her. It seemed, to me by my observation you were afraid of commitment and you constantly hurt Sara in the process."
Grissom grimaced and didn't reply.
"I hit a nerve didn't I. You took so long in persuing Sara that she got burned out after only 2 years together!"
"David, I don't really want to discuss my personal life with you, but you are correct – I was afraid of commitment, I did hurt Sara, but I never insulated her by creating a game piece that emphasized her um...chest!"
"Touché!" Hodges replied.
They were quiet. "Why don't you go after her? " Grissom began to protest, but Hodges raised his hand. "You care about her don't you? Why don't you go after her and talk to her? What have you got to lose?"
"David, I will go after her when its time. I still have a lot to do here in Vegas. When the time is right, I will go after her and talk to her about our future."
"So you see a future with her." Hodges pointed out.
"Did I say that" Grissom asked, surprised.
"Yes you did. You said you would go after her when the time is right."
Grissom looked at the younger man. "I guess I didn't realize I said that." He said.
"Well you did."
There was silence between them.
Wendy, who was headed down the hall saw Grissom and Hodges sitting there, staring at their game board. She walked in.
"You guys ok here?" she asked.
Both snapped out of their Reverie. "Yes we're fine. Um just guy talk. David, you and Wendy are off the clock. Go out and have some drinks or fun or whatever. I have some arrangements to make. Grissom said.
Wendy and Hodges thanked Grissom and headed to the locker room.
"I have some rough sketches for the new piece, and I have a list of people we can market the game too. We just have to come up with a great description of the game to put on the blog." She said.
"You already did some research?"
"Yes, I'm very efficient." She said.
"And the blog?"
"I've looked into the blog sites that are most popular." She said with a smile.
"Wow I am impressed." He said with a smile.
They were quiet.
"I heard you talking to Grissom about him and Sara – you did a good thing."
"You think so?"
"I think he's going to San Fran, to see her." Wendy said.
"Really?" he said with shock.
"I know we shouldn't be eavesdropping, but listen..."
ON THE PHONE...
"Return trip from Las Vegas to San Francisco. Leaving tomorrow and returning in two weeks. Yes one piece of luggage, carry on. No special meal preference. Window seat and yes first class.... Thanks." He said.
They had heard every word and smiled. They went to Wendy's apartment, ordered some supper and stayed up most of the night disussing their business venture with "Lab Rats" board game. Apparently Wendy knew a lot of people that they could rely on to 'help'
A/N: Yeah very cheesy but oh well...