Disclaimers: Not mine.

Spoilers: None

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THAT SPECIAL SOMEONE

Grissom looked at Nick with curiousity. The younger CSI had been unusually cheerful while they were at their latest crime scene and still now, while doing his paperwork, he had a huge grin plastered on his face. It was too much for Grissom. He had to ask, "Why are you so happy?"

Nick looked up with the same smile he had on since he came in for work, "Cuz there's absolutely nothing to be upset about. Smiling does the body good, Grissom." He gave his supervisor a point of the finger before going back to his files.

"Nick, are you alright?" Grissom asked with concern.

Nick looked up again and was silent for a moment before putting down his pen and sighing, as if getting ready to let Grissom in on a big secret. "Grissom, I'm better than alright."

"Why?"

"I'm in love." At Grissom's look of skepticism, Nick chuckled unashamedly, "I know, I know, I have a bad track record but this time, I think it's for real."

"Really? Well, congratulations."

Nick continued, acting as if he didn't believe in the sincerity of Grissom's offer of congratulations, "It's an amazing feeling, Griss. It's unbelievable. I mean, when you find that someone." He shook his head with a smile, "When she's around, no one else exists in your world. It's just you and her. It really takes somebody special to make you feel that way." He nodded and headed out the door in a love-filled daze.


Grissom stared after Nick and shook his head in bewilderment just as Catherine entered the room. "What's wrong?" She noticed the look of disbelief on his face.

"Nick's in love."

"Well that's nice."

"I think a little too much in love though."

"What do you mean?"

"He just gave me a lecture on what love is supposed to be like. Something about when that special someone is around, only you and that person exist..." Grissom shook his head again.

"What's wrong with that?"

"You believe in that stuff?"

"It's called love, Gil. You can't *not* believe it when you actually experience it." She patted him on the shoulder and smiled, "I'm heading home, I'll see you tomorrow."

"Yeah, bye." He watched her leave the room and was getting ready to leave himself when a voice startled him out of his reverie.

"Did you ask Nick who his new girlfriend is?"

Grissom jumped a good foot or so from his seat at the sound of the voice behind him. He turned around, surprised to find Greg at the sink, pouring himself some coffee, "When did you come in here?"

"Uh...just now? When Catherine was leaving?" Greg answered, looking at Grissom oddly until he realized why Grissom had not seen him come in. "Guess you have no excuse to not believe Nick now, huh?"

"What are you talking about, Greg?"

"When you're in love, only you and that special someone exist. And I am obviously not that special someone for you. But Catherine..." Greg chuckled and hurried out of the room before Grissom could yell at him.

*The End*