Disclaimer: I don't own them. I love them, but can only borrow them from
time to time so that I can write stories. CSI is property of Anthony
Zuicker and CBS. Please don't sue me because I am a struggling college
student and have no money of my own. You'll have to get in line behind the
government
Sara walked through the halls of CSI trying to figure out what was going on. Every time she entered a room, people would stop talking, start whispering, or avoid eye contact. Ever since she went part time, people stopped asking her opinion about cases or treated her as if she had some sort of debilitating disease or the details of a gruesome crime scene would send her over the edge into hysterics.
Sara headed toward the break room, where she spotted Nick and Warrick. "If anyone knows what's going on, it will be these two," she thought to herself. "Hey Warrick, do you think Sara will like this," Nick said as he showed Warrick a gift certificate for a day of pampering at a spa. "I figured everyone was getting the baby something that Sara shouldn't be left out of the loop, since she is the one carrying the baby." "Yeah, that is a good idea." Warrick replied. He saw Sara making her way toward the break room and quickly snatched the envelope from Nick's grasp and sat on it. "What'd ya do that for man. oh hey Sara, how are you? I didn't hear you come in."
"That's because the door was open and I can be as quiet as a mouse when I want to be," she answered with a smile. Sara knew that Nick and Warrick were up to something, and she was determined to find out. "So guys, is there anything that you would like to tell me, any thing at all?" Warrick could probably have told her how many scuff marks were on the floor and Nick was running his fingers through his hair so hard that he was about to make himself bald.
"I have no idea what you are talking about, Sara," Warrick confessed. He hoped that she did not see this as an opportunity to go for his jugular. Just as he saw his life begin to flash before his eyes, Warrick spotted Catherine in the hallway. "Hey Catherine," he yelled as he sprinted out into the hall.
"Hey Cat, we got to get this baby shower going. Sara suspects something and I don't know how long Nick and I can stall without enduring some sort of bodily harm," Warrick pleaded with her.
"OK, let me get the cake and round everyone up," Catherine yelled over her shoulder. "Just keep her in the break room." Warrick sighed heavily as he re-entered the war zone.
"What was that all about?"
"I was just asking Catherine about a case we're working on."
"What case would that be?" Warrick looked to Nick for some support, but go none. He was just happy that Sara had forgotten, for the moment that he was in the room. "A male DB with a gun shot to the chest, empty wallet found by the body, along with some blood splatter," Warrick answered.
"That's interesting, because that sounds like a case that Grissom and Nick wrapped up two weeks ago." That was it. She got him. The only thing left for Warrick to do was pray that Catherine was on her way back to the break room with the rest of the night shift.
"SURPRISE!" Sara jumped from the sudden noise and was amazed by what she saw. All of her friends had gathered in the room to throw her a surprise baby shower. Grissom made his way over to his girlfriend and gave her a kiss on the cheek. " Warrick mouthed "Thank you, God" towards the heavens.
"I hope you're not mad at me," Grissom whispered in her ear. She turned towards him and cupped his face in her hands. "How can I be mad at you? This is the sweetest thing that anyone has ever done for me," Sara confessed as tears began to trickle down her cheeks. After all the boxes were opened, Sara and Grissom had enough toys, blankets, and other baby necessities for the entire Brady Bunch. Thanks to Catherine, the official baby stylist, their child had enough clothes to last at least until kindergarten.
Grissom had noticed that Sara was favoring her back, which was occurring more often as the pregnancy progressed.
"Guys, I hate to break up the party, but there is work to be done." Everyone said goodbye to Sara as the filled out of the break room to their respective assignments.
"Hey Warrick, I'll meet you back at the autopsy room in 20. I'm going to take Sara home. She's been on her feet all day." "Ok," Warrick replied. "See you then."
Grissom gathered all of the presents as well as Sara and loaded them into the Tahoe. Both were amazed at the support that there friends were providing, that they did not notice the man watching them from behind the trees.
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Sara had gotten used to paperwork, but she did not want to make a career change any time soon. She could not wait until she was back in the field, finding evidence, solving crimes. Until then, she was forced to conceal her boredom whenever someone was around. However, she was surprised to learn how interesting Greg's job was. How he could take a mysterious substance, put it through a machine, and figure out what that substance is. When Sara felt like her brain was beginning to ooze out of her ears, she would see what the lab tech was up to.
"Hey Greg, anything exciting going on in your neck of the woods?" Sara asked
"Well, if you consider processing 23 swabs from Grissom's floater case exciting, then pull up a stool." Sara gladly accepted the offer. As she looked towards Greg's computer screen, she noticed someone was staring at her.
"Greg, do you see that guy out there?" "Yeah, but he looks familiar, like I've seen him around before."
"Yeah, his name is on the tip of my tongue." As Sara stood to get a better look at the stranger, shots were fired.
A/N: Keeping you in suspense for the first time in a while. Next chapter will be the last (sniff). Anyway, I just want to say thanks to everyone for the nice reviews. I took a chance last chapter, and some liked it, some didn't. If everyone wrote characters the way they appear on TV, then none of the best CSI fan fic would be out there now. That's it, I'm done with my rant. Thanks, B.
Sara walked through the halls of CSI trying to figure out what was going on. Every time she entered a room, people would stop talking, start whispering, or avoid eye contact. Ever since she went part time, people stopped asking her opinion about cases or treated her as if she had some sort of debilitating disease or the details of a gruesome crime scene would send her over the edge into hysterics.
Sara headed toward the break room, where she spotted Nick and Warrick. "If anyone knows what's going on, it will be these two," she thought to herself. "Hey Warrick, do you think Sara will like this," Nick said as he showed Warrick a gift certificate for a day of pampering at a spa. "I figured everyone was getting the baby something that Sara shouldn't be left out of the loop, since she is the one carrying the baby." "Yeah, that is a good idea." Warrick replied. He saw Sara making her way toward the break room and quickly snatched the envelope from Nick's grasp and sat on it. "What'd ya do that for man. oh hey Sara, how are you? I didn't hear you come in."
"That's because the door was open and I can be as quiet as a mouse when I want to be," she answered with a smile. Sara knew that Nick and Warrick were up to something, and she was determined to find out. "So guys, is there anything that you would like to tell me, any thing at all?" Warrick could probably have told her how many scuff marks were on the floor and Nick was running his fingers through his hair so hard that he was about to make himself bald.
"I have no idea what you are talking about, Sara," Warrick confessed. He hoped that she did not see this as an opportunity to go for his jugular. Just as he saw his life begin to flash before his eyes, Warrick spotted Catherine in the hallway. "Hey Catherine," he yelled as he sprinted out into the hall.
"Hey Cat, we got to get this baby shower going. Sara suspects something and I don't know how long Nick and I can stall without enduring some sort of bodily harm," Warrick pleaded with her.
"OK, let me get the cake and round everyone up," Catherine yelled over her shoulder. "Just keep her in the break room." Warrick sighed heavily as he re-entered the war zone.
"What was that all about?"
"I was just asking Catherine about a case we're working on."
"What case would that be?" Warrick looked to Nick for some support, but go none. He was just happy that Sara had forgotten, for the moment that he was in the room. "A male DB with a gun shot to the chest, empty wallet found by the body, along with some blood splatter," Warrick answered.
"That's interesting, because that sounds like a case that Grissom and Nick wrapped up two weeks ago." That was it. She got him. The only thing left for Warrick to do was pray that Catherine was on her way back to the break room with the rest of the night shift.
"SURPRISE!" Sara jumped from the sudden noise and was amazed by what she saw. All of her friends had gathered in the room to throw her a surprise baby shower. Grissom made his way over to his girlfriend and gave her a kiss on the cheek. " Warrick mouthed "Thank you, God" towards the heavens.
"I hope you're not mad at me," Grissom whispered in her ear. She turned towards him and cupped his face in her hands. "How can I be mad at you? This is the sweetest thing that anyone has ever done for me," Sara confessed as tears began to trickle down her cheeks. After all the boxes were opened, Sara and Grissom had enough toys, blankets, and other baby necessities for the entire Brady Bunch. Thanks to Catherine, the official baby stylist, their child had enough clothes to last at least until kindergarten.
Grissom had noticed that Sara was favoring her back, which was occurring more often as the pregnancy progressed.
"Guys, I hate to break up the party, but there is work to be done." Everyone said goodbye to Sara as the filled out of the break room to their respective assignments.
"Hey Warrick, I'll meet you back at the autopsy room in 20. I'm going to take Sara home. She's been on her feet all day." "Ok," Warrick replied. "See you then."
Grissom gathered all of the presents as well as Sara and loaded them into the Tahoe. Both were amazed at the support that there friends were providing, that they did not notice the man watching them from behind the trees.
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Sara had gotten used to paperwork, but she did not want to make a career change any time soon. She could not wait until she was back in the field, finding evidence, solving crimes. Until then, she was forced to conceal her boredom whenever someone was around. However, she was surprised to learn how interesting Greg's job was. How he could take a mysterious substance, put it through a machine, and figure out what that substance is. When Sara felt like her brain was beginning to ooze out of her ears, she would see what the lab tech was up to.
"Hey Greg, anything exciting going on in your neck of the woods?" Sara asked
"Well, if you consider processing 23 swabs from Grissom's floater case exciting, then pull up a stool." Sara gladly accepted the offer. As she looked towards Greg's computer screen, she noticed someone was staring at her.
"Greg, do you see that guy out there?" "Yeah, but he looks familiar, like I've seen him around before."
"Yeah, his name is on the tip of my tongue." As Sara stood to get a better look at the stranger, shots were fired.
A/N: Keeping you in suspense for the first time in a while. Next chapter will be the last (sniff). Anyway, I just want to say thanks to everyone for the nice reviews. I took a chance last chapter, and some liked it, some didn't. If everyone wrote characters the way they appear on TV, then none of the best CSI fan fic would be out there now. That's it, I'm done with my rant. Thanks, B.