A/N: Aww, thanks for the review you guys. This is finally a chapter where you can see where the story is going. I know that the chapters are shorter than most, but it was the best way to break it up. As you all know, I don't own the characters from CSI and no amount of wishing is going to change that for me. Please R&R!!
A light knock sounded and jolted Grissom out of his thoughts. He looked up to see Warrick standing in his doorway expectantly.
"What can I do for you, Warrick?" Grissom asked as he closed the folder in front of him.
"We're calling a meeting." Warrick answered.
"Again?" Grissom muttered nearly silently under his breath, then spoke up loud enough to be heard by his friend. "I'll be right there."
Warrick nodded and left for the briefing room, leaving Grissom alone in his office. 'What could this meeting be for?' Grissom wondered to himself. ' Maybe someone found a new lead.'
Cheered up by this thought, Grissom smiled to himself as he stepped into the briefing room. The smile disappeared when he found everyone else sitting at the table waiting for him.
"Why am I the last one to know about these meetings lately?" Grissom asked uneasily as he sat in his chair. "Please, do start."
"I'm sure that you're all aware of the fact that Lindsey is in Girl Scouts." Catherine said seriously as a look of total confusion took over Grissom's face. "At the last meeting, each girl was assigned a flat of cookies to sell-"
"What?" Grissom asked.
"-The boxes are $2 each, I'm assuming that you're all going to buy at least one box each." Catherine finished as if she hadn't been interrupted.
"What? What, what?" Grissom adjusted his glasses. "Didn't we just do this?"
"No." Warrick said slowly.
"I think that it's time for us to move on to more serious matters." Sara spoke up. "As you may have heard, Greg has been collecting my DNA via hair samples, which he intends to use to make a clone-"
"See?! That's exactly what I'm talking about!" Grissom interrupted, pointing at Sara accusingly. "We just did this!"
"Maybe you need to lie down for a minute after the meeting." Nick suggested.
"You know what? I'm going to save you guys the time and end this meeting now. Yes, you can join us on the carnival case." He stood up. "If you guys need me, I'll be in my office."
'This is too weird.' Grissom thought as he walked down the hall.
"Hey Grissom!" Gregg said brightly, assuming the same stance that he had been in earlier. "Wanna-"
"No!" Grissom held out a hand in front of him to ward off any on coming comments from the figure that was now trudging gloomily back to the lab.
Continuing on into his office, Gil walked past his hungry bugs and straight to his desk. Even when the world around him was as confusing as it was right now, the evidence never lied; and that simple security was the most comforting thing that Grissom could think of right now.