Author's Note: To my anonymous reviewer, if you don't like my story, don't read it. I changed my original plan from when it was on my old s/n, trying to satisfy you and you continued to bash it? What do you expect? I'm only human, and only 18, I'm not some professional writer. I have my imperfections. And you're the only one who seems to think it's no good, so if you don't like it, don't read it. Saying 'Good grief, this is bad' was kind of unnecessary, don't you think? I work really hard on this, and I try NOT to make it cliche. I'm actually more proud of this story than I've been of any other one I've written. So, like I've said twice already, if you don't like it, don't read it. And, if you do read it, and MUST leave a harsh review, please don't be so rude about it. At least leave your name, so I can retaliate.
To Franny, you seem to really like this, LOL. Thanks a lot for the review. It's much appreciated.
This chapter is gonna be kinda short, but it's only a filler until I can come up with something better.

~~ Chapter Five: Twilight ~~

Nick stared blankly at the TV screen in the break room. He hadn't been reacting the same way to cases or just life in general since Jenna had passed away. Nothing anyone said or did could bring him back to reality. Those ten or fifteen seconds when he realized that Jenna was gone kept replaying in his mind like an old, cheesy horror movie. He looked on the outside to be over it, but on the inside, he was as torn up as paper, which had just gone through the paper shredder. He'd talked to Grissom a couple times, only to be thrown aside by his sense of carelessness. Maybe inside he was as torn apart as Nick, but it still wasn't showing. Nick just found that weird. His anger increased tenfold, when he found out that they were already replacing Jenna in the lab. Some girl named Rylea Patterson? Whoever she was, Nick was very annoyed. How could Griss be replacing his own daughter so quickly? Jenna must have been frowning down from heaven on all of this.

He sat on the couch, wanting more than anything to be alone, when, of course, he was joined by Greg. "Hey there, Nicky..." Greg plopped onto the couch, and in a very Greg-like manner, stuck his feet on the table.

Nick wanted to glare at Greg, to show him that his excitement was much unwanted at that time, but decided it against it. "Hey, Greg..." he glanced quickly at Greg, then out the window again.

"I hear we're getting a new chick today..." Greg wondered how Nick was reacting to this news. He soon got his answer.

Nick glowered angrily at Greg. "Yeah, that's nice..." he grumbled and stood up. "If you'll excuse me, I'm gonna go see if Griss has anything for me to do, so I can inadvertently NOT be here when whoever it is gets here..."

Greg had figured this would be how Nick took it. It was the proverbial soap opera romance leads to demise story. "Okay..." he nodded, and sighed. Greg knew that Gil wasn't exactly what Nick needed to cheer up, either. Gil was extremely calm about all of this, and was trying not to let it consume everything he did, and with Nick, it had already managed to do that.

Nick had the same glacial look on his face that he'd had for the past three days, as he stormed into Grissom's office. "Anything interesting happen tonight?" he hoped he could get out of the lab.

Gil almost expected that to happen, and nodded a yes to Nick. "But, first, I have a question..."

Nick rolled his eyes. "What?" he asked.

Gil, slightly angered by Nick's attitude, sighed and asked, "Why did you come back to work, Nick? I told you that you could have a week or two off..."

Nick shrugged. "I don't know, just felt like it, I guess..." he answered, with a testy voice. "Now, where can I go to get outta here..."

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Rylea entered the lab, sort of nervous. She slowly approached the first available person, to ask who Gil Grissom was. "Excuse me..." she asked, sort of nervously, but then pushed the rest of the sentence out, trying to sound as normal as possible. "My name's Rylea Patterson...I was wondering if you could tell me who Gil Grissom is..."

The new face turned around and looked politely at Rylea, knowing how tough it was going to be for her to even try to fill Jenna's shoes. "Hey, I'm Catherine Willows..." then, Catherine gave her sort of a shocked glance. "What did you say your name was again?"

"Rylea Patterson?" she restated her name, and wondered what Catherine was staring at. "Um..."

"Oh...right, Griss...come on, follow me," Catherine directed Rylea to Grissom's office. "He's right in there..."

"Ok, thanks..." Rylea flashed Catherine a smile, and turned to go into Grissom's office.

Catherine shook her head, rubbed her eyes and looked at Rylea. She was the mirror image of Jenna, and it was spooking her out. She watched through the window, sort of wondering if Grissom would have the same reaction that she'd had.

"Excuse me..." Rylea cleared her throat, and looked politely at Grissom. "I'm Rylea Patterson, and I was told to come see you when I got here..."

Grissom looked up, and was shocked practically out of existence. She had Jenna's eyes, and hair. She even emulated the way Jenna always glowed when she smiled. This was going to be the perfect therapy for both he and Nick, either that or certain destruction for the both of them.

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As the sun shines through, it pushes away, and pushes ahead
Fills the warmth of blue, and leaves a chill instead.
And, I didn't know that I could be so blind to all this is so real
And as illusion dies, I see there is so much to be revealed
~~ 'Twilight – Vanessa Carlton' ~~