Warrick was in the evidence room, looking at some crime scene photos when Brass walked in non-chalantly.
" Hey Warrick," Brass smiled slightly.
" Oh, hey man," Warrick smiled coolly at the detective.
" So how the old marriage going, huh?" Brass asked, leaning against the door-frame, folding his arms over his chest.
" You know what? It sucks. The over-time I have to do here is killing my marriage. It's all Grissom's fault, actually. He asks me to pull doubles all over the place. He asks me to carry on working on cases!!" Warrick started to rant.
" Woah - hang on there pal," Brass held his hand up. " You think this is Gil's fault?"
" No, I know it is," Warrick shook his head.
" It's not," Brass shook his head. " Gil doesn't make you pull doubles and work on cases after end of shift. He wants nothing more than for his team to be happy, and you can't honestly say that you can't see how much he respects you Rick. Anyway, if you weren't banging Catherine at every opportunity, your marriage might be working out a bit better."
" Hey, no, come on, that's not fair. Don't bring my relationship with Cath into this Brass," Warrick shook his head.
" Why not? You honestly think having an affair is good for your marriage?" Brass asked.
" How would you know if I'm having an affair or not?" Warrick asked.
" Oh, please, come on!!" Brass exclaimed. " You need to stop heaping your crap onto Gil Warrick."
" I don't!!" Warrick retorted.
" Enough of the shit Warrick," Brass shook his head. " Gil sees you guys as his sons, and he hates it when you lot are angry with him, or upset with him, or anything."
" He doesn't care Brass. Not about anybody except Sara and the kid," Warrick shook his head.
" He does Warrick. You need to look past the front he puts on. He has to wear this unemotional, impassive mask at work, because if he didn't, he'd not be able to his job. And then where would this lab be?" Brass asked.
" You think we all rely on Grissom? We could cope without him," Warrick replied.
" That's why, when he was on sabbatical, that Cath and that Keppler guy faked a crime scene because they had no other ideas on how to solve the case, is it? Because you were coping so well? Gil Grissom took this lab to number two in the US. As much as you hate to admit it, you guys all lean on him when you're going through hard times. You all blame him for everything, because you know that he won't stand up to you, that he won't fight back. You know why that is? Because he cares so damn much and doesn't want to fall out with you guys!!"
" I..." Warrick didn't know what to say. " I guess you're right man..."
" No, I am right, " Brass said and walked off.
Warrick shakes his head, sighing, and then he took out his phone, flipped it open and dialled Grissom's number.
" Grissom," was the gruff reply.
" Hey, Griss, it's just me - Warrick," he replied, not knowing exactly what to say.
" Oh, hey. What's up?" Grissom asked, confused as to why Warrick was phoning him.
" Yeah.. well... uh... I just wanted to apologise for blaming you for the whole Tina thing," Warrick replied.
" Hey, Rick, don't mention it, it's alright. Honestly," Grissom shook his head.
" No, it's not. I understand that uh.. well I understand that... how me getting onto you all the time could start to get old after a while... so... so are we cool?" Warrick asked.
" Yeah, I already said, we're fine. Okay?" Grissom asked.
" Yeah. Thanks... uh... Griss," Warrick nodded. " Bye." He hung up, leaving a very confused Grissom.
" Who was it?" Sara asked.
" It was Warrick," Grissom said with a frown. " Phoning to apologise for getting onto my back about the whole Tina thing..."
" Oh?" Sara asked, trying to put on an innocent front, but she knew exactly what was going on.
" Really, what is the world coming to? First Catherine apologises, then Warrick phones for the very same thing. This has been the weirdest day..." he shook his head.
" Yeah," Sara smiled. " Can we get back to business now?"
" I think we probably should," he chuckled and she grinned her gap-tothed grin at him and leaned back into him, kissing him deeply.