T&T: Youth and Reckoning
Epilogue
It was a busy night for the crime lab, yet it was unusually silent. Techs were busy moving about, as Supervisor Greg Sanders made his way back to his office. He had just handed out the evening's assignments to his small team. Pressure was coming down on him from the higher ups to hire another CSI. Most of his nights were spent flipping through file after file, résumé after résumé.
Greg walked into his office and sat behind the desk. He let out a heavy sigh as he looked around the room. His décor consisted of a small bookshelf, only half-filled with forensics textbooks, while the walls donned pictures of the past. He found himself staring at one picture that he never realized existed. It was taken in the very office he now resided in. He was standing in front of the desk with an open file, his mentor stood next to him, pointing into the folder. Greg was still trying to get into the field, and with the guidance of Grissom he had made it there and beyond.
Now he was in Grissom's shoes, and fully understood why he had despised the position so much. Greg knew that Grissom was a teacher, and from here he could teach them, but he was also a scientist forced to push paper. After wiping a stray tear from his cheek, Greg opened yet another résumé and decided that he needed to hire somebody soon.
"Knock, knock." Greg looked up into the big smile of the lab director. "Looking through résumés?"
"What else would I be doing, Nick?"
"Well, you can stop looking." Nick sat down and tossed a folder onto Greg's desk.
Greg glanced at the file. "What's this?"
"Your new CSI."
"I can't believe you went out and hired somebody without my approval!"
Nick held out his hands. "Greg, calm down, I didn't hire anyone. But, I'm not asking, I'm telling; you need to hire him." He pointed at the closed file.
Greg just glared as Nick sat back into the chair across from him, with a smug look on his face. He then flipped open the cover and began reading the résumé. It didn't take him long before his head snapped up, his mouth agape, as he looked back to Nick. "Is this real?"
Nick slowly nodded, still grinning. "A graduate of UC Davis with his PhD in Biological Sciences..." Nick leaned forward. "At twenty five!"
Greg smiled. "Do we need to conduct an interview, or just call and tell him when and where to show up?"
Nick stood up. "Come on, he should be here shortly."
Greg snatched the file and walked towards the front entrance with Nick. They had just stepped out into the early evening darkness when a silver car stopped in front of the building.
The driver stepped out, and with a large smile upon his face, greeted them. But not in the way a normal interviewee would have. He hugged them both. "Nick, Greg, how have you guys been?"
Nick smiled. "We're good, AJ. How's your mother doing?"
"She's good, enjoying babysitting her grandkids."
"How is little Gil?" Greg asked. "I haven't seen him in so long."
"He's good. He'll be starting kindergarten this fall."
Nick held out his hand. "Well, I don't know how much of an interview we'll need to conduct here, other than he's got paperwork for you to sign."
Greg scoffed. "You'll sign your life away."
AJ grinned. "I've already done that much. Jordan and I just bought a house, and she's proposing to buy the local rescue shelter for animals."
"Well, sounds like you guys have everything all under control." Nick motioned towards the door. "Shall we?"
And as the three men walked through the front doors to the LVPD crime lab, a new era in crime scene investigation had begun.
THE END
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