I haven't updated this in FOREVER!!! My life has been hectic, as usual. I have two more stories in the works right now...so look for them soon.
Disclaimer: I don't own CSI, i own Taylor Cryst/Rider and Kayla Green.
Beta: lostladykight.
CHAPTER TEN--- Beginnings
"I'm going back to work," Sara argued as she lay on her side of the bed. Gil sighed.
"The doctor said to take it easy for a while," he responded. Sara rolled onto her side to face him.
"Screw the doctor," she said firmly, "I'm going in." Gil laughed softly then got out of bed. Sara also stood, but after regaining her balance, she found the room spinning.
"Maybe you should stay home?" Gil asked with a nervous look. Sara shook her head and gathered up her work clothes.
CSI
Taylor walked into the living room of Nick's house dressed for work. Nick was trying to get his black shirt on over his head but had gotten stuck, giving her a view of his upper body.
"Very nice!" she joked. Nick finished untangling himself and smirked at her.
"I like your anklet," he shot back. Taylor looked down to the large, circular object attached to her ankle.
"Yes, it's beautiful. Now, grab my bag so we can get going?" she asked. Nick walked into the corner and grabbed the duffel bag. The zipper was undone and a light blue blanket fell to the ground. Nick set the bag on his coffee table and picked up the garment.
"What's this?" he asked as he ran his thumb over the darker blue threading that read 'Andrew'.
"You know, even though we were just sixteen my grandmother was very happy that he had happened. She made that for us just before my parents made me get rid of him."
"He never even had a chance. They didn't even want to let us give him up for adoption," Nick added. Taylor fell back onto the couch as a few tears escaped. Nick sat next to her, placing his arms over her shoulders.
Taylor shook her head and took a couple of deep breaths, eventually stopping the tears.
"I think it's kind of strange that we were so scared and happy at the same time, but we are going to be late for shift," she said after a few minutes.
"I think Grissom will understand."
CSI
"I'm really glad that you agreed to have dinner with me tonight," Greg said from the passenger seat of Kayla's car. He watched the smile spread on her face before turning back to face forward.
"It was fun, and I'm happy that you only took me to the diner so that when we lost track of time we wouldn't have to rush home to change." She responded. Kayla took one hand off the wheel and the position change caused the end of her shirt to slide up her wrist. With the small inches revealed, Greg could see parts of purple bruising.
"How did you get that?" Greg asked. Kayla's grip tightened on the wheel.
"I slipped in the bathroom and hit my wrist on the towel rack when I was trying to catch myself," she lied. Greg was deeply concerned but he didn't push his interrogation.
CSI
"Catherine, please just listen to me!" Warrick pleaded through the closed door. There wasn't an answer. "Please Cath, let me explain."
Catherine was on the other side of the door, back against it, and sitting on the ground. She wanted to believe him; she really did, but too many men had wronged her in the past.
"Nothing happened, I swear," he said, his voice dropped at the last word. Warrick was giving up on his attempt and was ready to walk away. Slowly the door opened and a shorter version of Catherine walked out.
"What happened to I can't lose her?" Lindsey asked angrily. "What did you do?"
Warrick shook his head and let himself into the house while Lindsey continued her walk down the driveway to her friend's car.
"Cath, nothing happened," Warrick said as soon as he saw her sitting on the floor against the couch.
"Then why does everyone say it happened?" she asked.
"Because it did, ten years before I realized how crazily I had fallen for you. She moved to the PD shortly after because I started chasing you," Warrick explained. Catherine drew in a shaky breath before continuing.
"I guess I shouldn't be acting like this, we weren't even together when you did that," she said. Warrick sat down beside her and she leaned into his shoulder.
"I should have told you. It might be better if we just move on, and promise to tell each other about those kinds of things," he said before kissing the top of her head.
"Yeah, let's head to the lab now."
CSI
The most of the team sat around the large table discussing the case they had been working on for a couple days, getting slightly off track.
"I'm sick of you all ganging up on me," Kayla said with a frown.
"Sorry, but we aren't the ones with the deep abrasions on our wrists," Warrick responded.
"It's also none of your business to why or how they got there," Sara added. Kayla looked at her with an appreciative smile.
"Please, can we get back to work?" Gil asked as he adjusted his glasses. The group turned back towards their job. Nick and Taylor walked through the door.
"I'm sorry we are late, uh…we had a little bit of a distraction," Nick said before quickly jumping into the photos. Catherine was the first to notice that Taylor still had tears running down her face and her arms wrapped around her stomach, resting on her bump.
"Taylor, what's wrong?" she asked as she walked up to her. Taylor stayed silent and Catherine led her out of the room.
"What's going on with her?" Warrick asked. Nick looked up and lied.
"Hormones I guess." The two had decided to keep their secret a secret from their colleges.
The two women were soon back with the group. Everyone but Taylor were still going over the case. With her job mostly gone, Taylor was working on paper work she had put off.
Just before the end of shift Jim walked through the door.
"We caught Adam."
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