Gil Grissom rubbed his neck and sighed. "Ecklie, I just don't understand why you didn't tell me before.
Ecklie stared at the tired man across his dark, gloomy office and almost felt bad. Keyword being almost. "I'm sorry Gil! I didn't want to tell you before everything was finalized."
Grissom set his jaw and grimaced. Yesterday he hurt Catherine and today he finds out the nightshift is going to California. In five days. Grissom scrutinized his wrinkled blue shirt and kaki pants, wondering how he would find the time to wash and iron clothes before the trip. He had been pulling doubles for a week, and as soon as he got to his townhouse Grissom went straight to sleep.
Grissom cleared his throat, anger seeping through him, "You could have given me a heads up so I could at least been thinking about a speech for my team to prepare. What can I do in five days!"
Ecklie rolled his eyes. "Grissom, it's not my fault you have the best lab in the country. Why don't you go tell Catherine and the two of you can figure something out." He glanced at his watch, "Now if you excuse me, I have a meeting to attend to."
Grissom watched Ecklie go. There was no way Ecklie had a meeting. Grissom stood up from his hair and stretched his legs, running through scenarios in his head how to best tell Catherine they would be going on a trip together.
