Disclaimor: same as the first two chapters :P I still don't own anything and never will. Well... besides my posters and DVD sets :D
Shift went by fairly quickly... well for at least it did for Greg. His case was a routine B&E, which made him grumble in disappointment when Ecklie had first handed it to him. Great... Warrick gets a DB outside the MGM Grand, Catherine had a murder and Nick got to review his case before going on his next DOUBLE murder with Sara. It's not fair; he STILL treats me like a rookie he thought, huffing his way to his SUV. But then a sudden realization hit him as he sat in the driver's side: he could get back faster and help Grissom out. He smiled, started his engine and hurried to his scene, already thinking about what he'd do after he was done.
About three hours later, Greg arrived back at the lab, stumbling a bit attempting to carry his evidence bags in at once; all fifteen of them. Grissom had been going over paperwork and was in serious need of coffee just so he could keep himself sane after reviewing dozens of reports. He leaned back in his chair yawning and rubbing his eyes. He got up and headed out into the hallway when he was suddenly bumped into the wall by someone who looked as if they were performing a balancing act with full evidence bags. He was about to lose it with them, but then he noted the bits of bleached hair sticking out at odd angles and restrained himself and laughed. Greg... cooky kid with a wacked out sense of style but you gotta love 'em he thought. He got up and brushed himself off and continued on his quest for coffee knowing that Greg had made a pot of his special coffee before he left earlier. After getting himself a nice mug, Grissom went back to his office only to find Greg sitting in the guest chair.
"Heyyy, Gris. I hope I'm not bothering you. I just thought we could talk about your..." he looked around to make sure that no one was around to hear and then leaned closer to him and whispered, " plans for Sara." Grissom leaned back in his chair and smiled. He'd known that Greg had always had a bit of a crush on Sara and was glad that, despite things never going down that path for the two of them, he was still willing to help him out with his proposal plans.
"Sure, we can talk about it, Greg. Nick gave me some suggestions earlier, but then Sara came in so our time got cut off," he informed him. He looked over at Greg who smiled at him.
"What did Nick tell-I'm sorry, suggest to you?" he asked excitedly. Grissom almost laughed at his young coworker, but decided against it, remembering the days when such little things got him riled up too.
"He suggested that I sing for Sara. Even picked out the song, though I don't think it's your music of choice, Greg," he said handing over the CD to him. Greg's eyes immediately widened with shock and his mouth fell agape. He looked up at his boss and tried talking, but looked like a fish out of water.
"You... are gonna sing... Rascal Flatts?!" he finally choked out. Grissom simply nodded. "But, but... why? Why.. them? There are so many bands to chose from.. so many songs and-" his list of complaints was cut short by Grissom handing him a sheet with lyrics written on it. Confused, Greg stared at it for a moment and then began reading it. A smile slowly crept to his face; not necessarily a happy one, but one of understanding. "Wow, Gris. This song.. these lyrics... they're perfect," he said, astonished. He'd always looked at Grissom as insightful, but this opened a whole new door for him. He looked back up and saw his boss, smiling brightly and looking genuinly happy. A silent understanding passed between the two of them, followed by a welcome and comforting moment of quiet. After a minute or so, Greg decided to speak up.
"So... besides the song, what else did you have planned?"
"I was actually waiting to hear any suggestions you might have, Greg. I love outside input. It's been rather helpful in this case, with the song and all" Grissom replied. Greg sat back, getting lost in deep thought. He'd always wondered what it would be like, proposing to someone. He'd pictured something other than the cliche' of getting down on one knee and such. It was too conformist to him. His brow furrowed as he wracked his brain for something Sara would like, since Nick had beaten him to the musical aspect. Suddenly, it came to him and spread through his body with a jolt. He grinned broadly and Grissom looked strangley at him.
"Have you thought of having someone be a back-up or background singer? The song has more than just the lead singer singing. Oh, and just to put it out there I can play guitar and I even know that song that Nick and you picked," Greg said. Grissom had to admit he was impressed. He knew Greg was bright, but he thought his suggestions, though simple, were better than anything he'd thought of. He simply smiled at him and shook his head 'no'. Greg smiled back, practically beaming with excitement. He thought he was going to burst if Grissom didn't say something soon.
"Sooooo... is that a 'No, Greg, I hadn't thought of that and it sounds wonderful and you can do those two things', or is it a 'No, I don't want to do that at all and you're idea is completely bonkers'?" Greg asked, words coming a million miles per hour from him. He was bouncing in his seat as if he'd eaten a bag of sugar before he'd come into work and to be honest, it was freaking Grissom out a little.
"I think you're crazy, not your idea. I'd love it if you'd do that, Greg," Grissom said, laughing. "I'm sure that Sara would, too," he added, bringing a huge grin across Greg's face. Greg blushed a bit, then stood up and prepared to leave Grissom's office. As he was about to open the door, he turned and looked at Grissom again. Grissom looked up from the file he had begun thumbing through, noticing Greg still standing there. "Yes, Greg?" he asked a bit confused.
It took him a moment to find the right words, but he finally spoke up. " I just wanted to let you know... you've got one of the greatest people ever to share your life with, Gris. Sara is the most amazing woman I've ever known... And I think- no, I know that you two are gonna be happy together. Forever..." and with that, he walked out of the office and down the hallway. Grissom sat behind his desk, still a bit shocked by Greg's words. It meant a lot when other people had told him that, but for some reason hearing it from him had struck him in his heart. He'd practically watched him grow up through the years, from DNA lab tech to a successful crime scene investigator and in some ways felt a father-son bond with him. He knew he'd have to make this up to him somehow, but for now he had work to do.
Hey, me again! I'm sure most of you get the idea of how I'm writing this now lol. Anywho, reviews are great. They let me know whether you love or dislike what I'm writing and if I should continue or throw in the towel.
