Chapter 7
Grissom opened his front door and stopped suddenly in the doorway to the living. He turned around quickly. "Guys p-l-e-a-s-e take that to the bedroom. Jeez." His shook his head trying to free his mind of the disturbing images of Catherine and Warrick on the couch and went straight to his room.
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"Yo Sara, you going to the library tonight?"
"Yeah, you need something?" She turned to Greg holding a microscope slide.
"Yeah, a book I placed on back order. Came in yesterday, but I forgot."
"Sure. You want me to drop it off on my way home?" Greg mixed to solutions into a test tube and grinned when the substance popped.
"Cool. Nope I can pick it up at yours."
Sara watched him set up another test tube. "Greg you shouldn't.BANG. mix that."
Greg's face was black with smoke. Everyone in the class burst out laughing. "Smells like gun powder." He commented as he started again from scratch.
"Mad scientist at work." Nick hollered.
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The whole room went quiet when a loud explosive sound echoed down the corridor.
"Someone's having fun." Catherine cheered.
"Or trying to kill themselves." Grissom countered.
Warrick and Catherine laughed at Grissom's attempt at humour. "Oh my god, he cracked a joke. Warrick you heard that right?" Catherine leaned sideways into him.
"I did and am impressed." Warrick grinned as Grissom shook his head.
"I can be funny when I want to be." He tried to explain.
"Yeah, which is not very often." Catherine said seriously. "This girl, what's her name? Sara is it? Must be something to get you in a happy mood for an entire week."
Grissom ignored her and turned back to his work. Warrick and Catherine eyed him carefully taking in the rare sight before them. He's never been this cheerful for such a long period of time and neither of them wanted to miss a minute of it.
"We still going to the movies after the game?" Warrick asked Grissom.
He turned and was about to affirm when he remembered he had over plans. He smiled without meaning to and shook his head. "Can't. Have plans."
Catherine looked at Warrick. "Ok, but tomorrow we'll all go."
Grissom nodded. "Yeah, have fun and try and actually watch the movie this time. I felt like I was in the movie not watching it."
They both burst out laughing and through tears Catherine hugged him. "That's two in two minutes Gil. Blimey."
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Sara was sitting on the bleachers at the very top looking down on the game. She was enjoying watching Grissom play; it was more exciting than when he couched. He was a good runner and fast too, maybe they could run together sometime.
Grissom concentrated on the game for the most part and when he wasn't running or fielding he stole glances of the beauty sitting there waiting for him. He couldn't help it, she took his breath away and he liked the feeling.
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"He your names Sara isn't it?" Sara turned to face the blonde as she sat down next to her.
"Depends who's asking." She turned back to the game.
"Catherine Willows," Catherine looked out at the players. "I'm watching my boyfriend Warrick and my best friend Gil. Who you watching?" Sara's head turned slowly towards her.
"Just watching the game."
Catherine rolled her eyes and smiled. "Yeah r-i-g-h-t."
Sara looked out over the bleaches and laughed. "Well some of the game anyway. Its interesting."
"Hmmm. I like the tight uniforms my self." Sara grinned at her.
"Yeah that too." They started laughing and talking while watching the game.
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"Uh-oh." Warrick spluttered.
Grissom turned to him. "What?"
Warrick pointed to the bleachers. "What's she doing?" Grissom looked and groaned. "I don't like it when she does things like that."
"You're telling me." Grissom slumped against the box wall. "She'll never talk to me again after Catherine's finished with her." He slid down to sit on the bench heavily.
"You really like her don't you?" Warrick asked seriously.
Not answering his question he said. "Now she's not gonna talk to me." Grissom grabbed his kit and wondered off away from the game and the college campus.
"GRISSOM." Warrick shouted, but got not reply. "Oh shit. Cath you idiot."
Grissom opened his front door and stopped suddenly in the doorway to the living. He turned around quickly. "Guys p-l-e-a-s-e take that to the bedroom. Jeez." His shook his head trying to free his mind of the disturbing images of Catherine and Warrick on the couch and went straight to his room.
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"Yo Sara, you going to the library tonight?"
"Yeah, you need something?" She turned to Greg holding a microscope slide.
"Yeah, a book I placed on back order. Came in yesterday, but I forgot."
"Sure. You want me to drop it off on my way home?" Greg mixed to solutions into a test tube and grinned when the substance popped.
"Cool. Nope I can pick it up at yours."
Sara watched him set up another test tube. "Greg you shouldn't.BANG. mix that."
Greg's face was black with smoke. Everyone in the class burst out laughing. "Smells like gun powder." He commented as he started again from scratch.
"Mad scientist at work." Nick hollered.
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The whole room went quiet when a loud explosive sound echoed down the corridor.
"Someone's having fun." Catherine cheered.
"Or trying to kill themselves." Grissom countered.
Warrick and Catherine laughed at Grissom's attempt at humour. "Oh my god, he cracked a joke. Warrick you heard that right?" Catherine leaned sideways into him.
"I did and am impressed." Warrick grinned as Grissom shook his head.
"I can be funny when I want to be." He tried to explain.
"Yeah, which is not very often." Catherine said seriously. "This girl, what's her name? Sara is it? Must be something to get you in a happy mood for an entire week."
Grissom ignored her and turned back to his work. Warrick and Catherine eyed him carefully taking in the rare sight before them. He's never been this cheerful for such a long period of time and neither of them wanted to miss a minute of it.
"We still going to the movies after the game?" Warrick asked Grissom.
He turned and was about to affirm when he remembered he had over plans. He smiled without meaning to and shook his head. "Can't. Have plans."
Catherine looked at Warrick. "Ok, but tomorrow we'll all go."
Grissom nodded. "Yeah, have fun and try and actually watch the movie this time. I felt like I was in the movie not watching it."
They both burst out laughing and through tears Catherine hugged him. "That's two in two minutes Gil. Blimey."
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Sara was sitting on the bleachers at the very top looking down on the game. She was enjoying watching Grissom play; it was more exciting than when he couched. He was a good runner and fast too, maybe they could run together sometime.
Grissom concentrated on the game for the most part and when he wasn't running or fielding he stole glances of the beauty sitting there waiting for him. He couldn't help it, she took his breath away and he liked the feeling.
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"He your names Sara isn't it?" Sara turned to face the blonde as she sat down next to her.
"Depends who's asking." She turned back to the game.
"Catherine Willows," Catherine looked out at the players. "I'm watching my boyfriend Warrick and my best friend Gil. Who you watching?" Sara's head turned slowly towards her.
"Just watching the game."
Catherine rolled her eyes and smiled. "Yeah r-i-g-h-t."
Sara looked out over the bleaches and laughed. "Well some of the game anyway. Its interesting."
"Hmmm. I like the tight uniforms my self." Sara grinned at her.
"Yeah that too." They started laughing and talking while watching the game.
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"Uh-oh." Warrick spluttered.
Grissom turned to him. "What?"
Warrick pointed to the bleachers. "What's she doing?" Grissom looked and groaned. "I don't like it when she does things like that."
"You're telling me." Grissom slumped against the box wall. "She'll never talk to me again after Catherine's finished with her." He slid down to sit on the bench heavily.
"You really like her don't you?" Warrick asked seriously.
Not answering his question he said. "Now she's not gonna talk to me." Grissom grabbed his kit and wondered off away from the game and the college campus.
"GRISSOM." Warrick shouted, but got not reply. "Oh shit. Cath you idiot."