DISCLAIMER: I don't own CSI
Okay, the last few chapters have dealt with the CSI's finding out, and since at that time, most of them knew Sara better, they kinda focus around her. These next few chapters are going to have some of the lab rats finding out, so they will be mainly about Greg. And then, at the very end, I'll have one chapter from each of their perspectives, and then one explaining how they got together? Sound good? Good.
Also, this is et in season two, so most of the lab rats we have now didn't exist back then. But I still want to use them in my story so just imagine that they were all there. This first chapter is about Archie (who probably is my favourite charecter after Greg, also there aren't nearly enough fics about him here. If anyone knows any good stories about him or is writing one, please review or PM me to let me know)
"So Greg, we didn't see you at our Singles dinner last night." Archie said.
"First off, it's my singles dinner." Gregt corrected.
"Okay then, why weren't you at your singles dinner?"
"I wasn't eligable to attend anymore."
Greg went back to the DNA lab, leaving Archie puzzling over what he had just said. He had made it half way down the corridor when he was called back, Archie finally understanding what he'd said.
"You weren't eligible for a singles dinner, henceforth you must not be single, am I right?" he yelled.
"Henceforth?" Greg asked, amused.
"I'm using it now instead of therefore."
"When do you ever say 'therefore' Archie?"
"Up until this morning, when I replaced it with henceforth."
"Is it like your word of the day?"
"Kinda. Pretty cool right?"
"Really cool. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have some samples to run"
"Hey! You can't just change the subject and get away that easily."
"I really do have to get back to the DNA lab."
"Not until you tell me who this girl is."
"Pardon?"
"Tell me who she is?"
"She?"
"The girl you're dating...wait- it is a girl, right?"
"Yes it's a girl." Greg admitted quickly, going red.
"Finally, some progress here. Do I know her?" Greg was silent.
"I'll take that as a yes. So she works at the lab right?" Archie carried on.
"Sorta." Greg shrugged.
"Good. Is it Wendy?"
"Nope."
"Mandy?"
"Nope."
"Jacquie?"
"Nope."
"Somebody from dayshift?"
"It's not a lab tech."
"Not a lab tech? Then it's Judy?"
"The receptionist?"
"Yeah, she's always making eyes at you."
"Really? Well, it's not her, and I must go now."
"No wait Greg, at least give me a clue?"
"Her name has four letters. And you have one hundred hours of security tape footage to review. I'd do that if I were you."
"Blah blah blah. I will figure it out eventually!"
"Doubt it!"
"Whatever."
Archie sighed impatiently and pressed play on the security tape footage Catherine had sent him. It was hopeless, nothing was going on at all. Just another normal day. A normal day when he was sent ridiculous ammounts of evidence by the CSI's, most of which ammounted to nothing but a waste of time. He normally whizzed through it at double speed and spent the rest of the time talking to the others, but what with Greg leaving his breaktime early to go run DNA, he felt guilty. Why was Greg so eager to help out anyway? Strange.
Archie decided he needed to figure some things out. And Greg obviously wasn't going to tell him. So he waited until shift change, when Greg had left and the dayshift tech hadn't come in yet. Then, pausing the security footage, Archie decided to go for a walk to strecth his legs. Sitting in a chair all day can be pretty tiring. He walked out into the corridor, his eyes adjusting to the unfamiliar brightness, a sharp contrast to the darkness in the A.V. lab. Archie snuck into the empty lab and decided to do some snooping. Besides the usual chemicals, apparatus and scientific stuff, Archie also found Greg's blue hawaiin coffee. He must remember that location for later. He realised there had been several additions to Greg's C.D. pile, most of them vey different to the music he normally listened to. Since when did Greg listen to pop music? And love songs? Like, the slow kind? And his porn magazines were gone. More changes. He opened up the drawer where Greg kept his personal stuff, looking left and right first. Besides the usual spare keys, loose change, an apple that had seen better days, he found Greg's hair gel, and the bottle of liquid latex he always kept there "just in case" Archie realised it was almost empty. Now he was getting jealous.
Archie walked out of the DNA lab and bumped right into Sara Sidle.
"Archie?" she asked.
"Sorry Sara, wasn't watching where I was going, I..." he stopped, aware that he was babbling.
"Why were you in the DNA lab anyway?"
"I was looking for Greg." Archie lied, he knew Greg had gone home half an hour ago. "You haven't seen him, have you?"
"Why would I know where Greg is?" she asked, bordering on defensive.
"It's cool, he probably went home, I should be doing that too." Archie babbled.
"Alright then." Sara said. They looked at each other for a few seconds, an awkward silence settling over them.
"Well, I gotta go too, bye then." she said uneasily, walking away just a bit too fast.
"Bye Sara." he said, breathing out a sigh of relief.
He went to get his jacket from the A.V. lab and went into the lifts that led down to the car park. And who just so happened to be the only person in the lift already? Sara again.
"Sara." he nodded, noticing the heavy tension in the lift.
"Archie." she nodded back.
"So, where you going?" Archie asked, noticing that she'd changed from her work clothes into skinny jeans, heels and a tight fitting, low-cut top.
"What makes you think I'm going somewhere?" she asked, defensively, pulling her leather jacket tighter around her.
"Well... nothing..." he said, giving up. The lift opened and they both got out and walked silently to their cars. They didn't wave as they passed each other.
That was strange. Very very, very strange.
The next day, Archie was still confused. And desperate to figure out the answers without having to ask Greg. During his break time, he went to the DNA lab, hoping to get more information out of Greg without arising suspicion that he was being investiagted. Then maybe he could take the liquid latex and run it for prints while Mandy was out, to see if any girl had touched it recently? Wow, for an A.V. tech, Archie was a damn good CSI. On his way to the lab, he heard voices. Archie crouched down outside the window o he could listen in.
"...thinking about you..." that wasn't Greg. It was Sara. Why was Sara Sidle talking to Greg like that?
"...had a geat time last night..." that one was Greg. Last night. He hadn't been at the singles dinner because he'd been with Sara.
"...want to do tonight?"
"...new liquid latex...break it in..."
"... after shift..."
Greg was dating Sara Sidle? Archie felt tempted to go right in there and hi-five him. That was why he'd been so desperate to go back to the lab. And she was the girl. Not a lab tech or a receptionist. It all made sense now. Except why she would date him. No offence to Greg, but Sara seemed a little out of his league. And he'd had a crush on her forever and she didn't exactly seem to reciprocate. But what do you know?
Archie glanced into the lab. They were kissing. At work. Now Archie was really jealous. He went to pour himself a cup of the labs standard tastes-like-muck coffee. When he was in the breakroom, Archie met Mandy, who was drinking camomille tea and flicking through a magazine. Archie had an urge to tell her about Greg and Sara, but decided not to at the last minute. Because Greg had obviously not wanted to tell him about it, so maybe there was a reason he didn't want everyone to know. Which was wierd, since Greg was normally one too talk non-stop about his girlfriends. Archie had to make him stop on several instances when Greg was giving him too much information. It was all very strange.
Archie smiled to himself. It was good to have a secret. Especially when you had to work hard to figure it out. And he couldn't wait to tell Greg he knew.
