I hold no rights to anything CSI except to look upon them lovingly each Thursday night.
I have to give thanks to Peggy who keeps my writing on the up and up. She's my proof reader, my editor, and my friend.
A/N OK, this is my slightly twisted idea of how to get myself on the show. Yes, sadly, I'm an actor, as well as a writer, but a dreamer most of all. I would play Gwen.
Family, Like it or Not
It's been nearly a year since Gwen and Sammy were readily accepted into the family at the lab. They went back to New Jersey for a few months just after their first visit to Vegas to pack up their belongings and make arrangements to relocate to Las Vegas permanently. There is nothing keeping Gwen in New Jersey and a good life in Vegas seems quite possible. Sammy is very fond of his Uncle Pa and Aunt Sara. They are making the final preparations for their wedding, while Gwen and Sammy are preparing to move out.
"Sara!!" Gil called from their bedroom in what could only be described as a panic.
"What is it?" Sara asked rushing into the room.
"I can't find my tux. I know I put it here after I picked it up from the dry cleaners."
"Actually Gil, you put it in the guest room closet. I moved it to the big closet in the hall when Gwen and Sammy moved in."
Gwen entered carrying Gil's tux, "I have a feeling someone in here is looking for this."
"Thanks Gwen, I think your brother is more nervous than he'd like to admit." Sara took the tuxedo from Gwen and hung it in the closet.
"I'm not nervous. I'm overly excited, and it's drastically limiting my ability to control…ok I'm nervous." Gil finally admitted as he plopped onto the bed.
"I'm glad you confessed, Brother. I couldn't see where you were going with that explanation." Gwen made her retreat.
"Gil, why are you so nervous? You know this is more a party for everyone to help us celebrate than a big formal wedding."
Sighing Gil responded, "I know Sara, but I still want everything to be perfect for you, for us." Sara sat beside him.
"Are we getting married?"
"Yes."
"Will all our friends and family be there with us?"
"Yes."
"Will we be going to Hawaii for a month on our honeymoon?"
"Yes."
Sara replied, "Then I have to say, Gil, to me that sounds perfect."
There was no time for Gil to respond before Sammy came running in and jumped on them both. "Look at me Uncle Pa!" he yelled. His language skills were improving everyday.
"Well, look at you in your little tux," Gil said as he stood the boy up.
"Sorry guys, he just couldn't wait to show you how handsome he looks," Gwen said entering shortly after Sammy.
"Wow, Sammy, you are one good looking little man. I hope your Uncle Pa looks as handsome in his tux as you do."
"Aunt Sara, I'm really handsome?" Sammy asked with the same tilt of his head that Gil had.
"Very handsome."
"Alright!" Sammy yelled as he left the room almost leaping out the doorway.
"Well, I'd better get him out of that thing, or he'll have it covered in everything from jelly to toothpaste. But I wanted you to see him in it before we left."
"Gwen, you don't have to move. You and Sammy are welcome to stay with us," Gil said as he stood and crossed to his sister.
"That's not what I meant. We're having lunch with Jim, but we've been all through this. You and Sara are getting married; you'll need your privacy. Besides, it's high time I got Sammy into his own home and his own room. I need my privacy, too. But thank you both, for everything."
"Still," Sara said joining them as they headed out of the bedroom, "you don't have to move out before the wedding. You'll have the whole month while we're away, so you can take your time. Plus, we'll need you to take care of Bruno."
"Thanks, I may just do that. Everything is just so white in that house. I will definitely need to paint. I want to really clean, and I'm thinking about new carpets. As for Bruno, I don't think Sammy could go a whole day without seeing him anyway."
"Well, there you go. Just stay here until you've got it the way you want it, and then you can move away."
"Gilbert Xavier Grissom!" Gwen said indignantly. "I'm hardly moving away! We're moving to a townhouse three doors down! You can practically hold a conversation from our backyards!"
"OK, you're right. It's just that I've gotten used to you and Sammy being around. You're family and I have lots of lost time to make up for."
"Gil's right Gwen. We love having you and Sammy, just promise we'll still see a lot of you."
"I promise. Now, if I don't get that kid out of that tux,…"
"Go, go, we can't give Gil anything else to be nervous…excited about."
The wedding was a small but beautiful affair. Gwen was Sara's maid of honor, which at Gwen's age, made her laugh whenever it was said. Jim would have taken his place as best man, but Sara wanted him to give her away. So Gil asked Doc Robbins to serve in his place. Sammy was a very handsome ring bearer, and he carried a pillow with the real rings tied onto it. The remainder of the 'lab family' served as honored guests. Warrick came with Catherine and Lindsey. Nick brought Mandy as his date, Doc Robbins' wife came with him, and Greg asked Judy, the lab receptionist, to accompany him. After the service, they went to a restaurant where Gil had reserved a small dining room for their party. They had music pumped in so they could take advantage of the small dance floor in the room. The guests of honor had finally arrived, and Doc Robbins made the announcement as they entered.
"Honored guests, please raise your glasses and welcome for the first time, Mr. and Mrs.…uh…Dr. and Mrs.…uh…oh hell, Gil and Sara Grissom. They all laughed and clapped for the newlyweds and sipped champagne. Dinner was full of stories about the couple both before and after Gil got his head out of the microscope.
When it was time for the cake, Catherine couldn't wait for someone to get cake smashed in their face. "OK guys," she whispered to Warrick and Nick, "50 bucks says Sara gets Gil with the cake."
"I'll take that bet," Warrick responded to her offer. "I don't think Sara stands a chance. Gris will get her first."
"I think you're both wrong," Nick chimed in. "I think they'll feed it to each other all cute and sappy. I'm in."
Gwen and Brass took positions next to Sara and Grissom, respectively, for the cutting of the cake. Mostly, because they both knew about Catherine's desire and wanted to be close enough to judge the winner. The group watched as Gris and Sara, each with cake in hand, moved closer to each other, paused, and then…smash!! They turned and got Gwen and Brass with the cake!!
"OK, I didn't see that coming," Catherine confessed to Nick and Warrick.
"I did! You owe me 50 bucks, Greg," Lindsey said with a sly grin.
"OK, Linds, you got me fair and square." Greg said as he handed Lindsey a 50 dollar bill.
"How did you know that was going to happen?" Warrick asked Lindsey as she put her ill gotten gains in her purse.
"I asked Uncle Gil and Aunt Sara what they thought they were going to do with the cake, and they said they would tell me if I kept it a secret."
"Hey," Greg complained, "so not fair and square."
"You brought up the idea of a bet, Greg. I just told you what they were going to do with the cake."
Nicky smiled slyly and said, "Like mother like daughter."
Everyone had a good laugh as Gwen and Brass tried to get the cake off their faces.
"Come here, Honey," Brass said as he reached a hand out to Gwen. The two had been seeing each other pretty much since Gwen walked into the lab that first day. "Let me help you with that," he said as he kissed the cake off her lips. They joined in the laughter of their friends.