Grissom's knees were stuck in the back of the seat in front of him.
Figures that neither the department nor the feds would spring for first
class. He was stuck in coach somewhere over God knows where on the way to
Topeka. Of course there were no direct flights. He had to change planes
twice. Once in Dallas and again in St. Louis. He figured they should be
landing shortly. He was more than ready to get off the plane. His legs
couldn't take getting wedged like this for long. No wonder he didn't
travel much. He preferred to drive places. The next time he agreed to
provide expert testimony he was going to stipulate getting more legroom on
the flight, and if that meant upgrading to first class dammit he'd get
upgraded to first class. He wasn't really upset so much, just
uncomfortable. He was excited to provide testimony in this case. It had
baffled so many investigators and he had provided a second opinion on the
time of death based on the backdating of insect larvae. It had been
pivotal in arresting the prime suspect.
Grissom let out a deep sigh as they began their decent. He hoped the crew was getting along ok without him. He knew that Nick wasn't too happy that he had insisted that Sara work with him on the murder investigation, but he didn't seem to understand that maybe it was Sara who needed someone to work with, that maybe he thought Nick could teach her a few things. Since her break up with Hank and the explosion at the lab, Sara hadn't been quite as focused as she had before. Nick seemed to have a calming effect on her and he thought they worked well together. Perhaps he'd have to let Nick in on his observations when he got back. Things between himself and Sara had been a bit awkward as well. She had asked him to have dinner right before he was scheduled to have surgery. She didn't seem to take his rejection well. It's not that he didn't find Sara attractive, he'd have to be blind not to notice what a beautiful woman she was, Grissom just didn't have time for entanglements. That's exactly what Sara would be too. He liked the order of his life the way it was. It was comfortable. He didn't want to change the status quo.
Except maybe with Catherine. He smiled for a moment as he contemplated that. That was complicated too. He and Catherine had been friends for fifteen years. She wasn't intimidated by him, didn't put up with his crap, and quite frankly didn't put him up on some unrealistic pedestal the way Sara did. Catherine was comfortable, like a favorite pair of jeans that takes time to break in. Not that he would ever tell Catherine that he'd compared her to a pair of jeans, but she was probably his closest friend, and hell, she was gorgeous. Grissom let his eyes close for a moment and savor his friendship and contemplate what it might be like to take things a bit further.
Warrick. His thoughts were interrupted momentarily. Catherine and Warrick were close. Grissom wondered how close. He knew that Warrick had just broken up with a serious girlfriend, but he also knew that he and Catherine were very close. Grissom wondered if maybe the two of them had unspoken feelings between them. He was glad Warrick was available to come in and work in spite of his cancelled vacation. He would have to make sure he got a few days off when he got back. Warrick was a good man. Still he wondered if Warrick was attracted to Catherine.
Finally, they landed. He made his way out into the concourse and headed to baggage claim. He sure hoped he was early on the billet to testify, he'd like to get back to Vegas sooner rather than later.
Grissom let out a deep sigh as they began their decent. He hoped the crew was getting along ok without him. He knew that Nick wasn't too happy that he had insisted that Sara work with him on the murder investigation, but he didn't seem to understand that maybe it was Sara who needed someone to work with, that maybe he thought Nick could teach her a few things. Since her break up with Hank and the explosion at the lab, Sara hadn't been quite as focused as she had before. Nick seemed to have a calming effect on her and he thought they worked well together. Perhaps he'd have to let Nick in on his observations when he got back. Things between himself and Sara had been a bit awkward as well. She had asked him to have dinner right before he was scheduled to have surgery. She didn't seem to take his rejection well. It's not that he didn't find Sara attractive, he'd have to be blind not to notice what a beautiful woman she was, Grissom just didn't have time for entanglements. That's exactly what Sara would be too. He liked the order of his life the way it was. It was comfortable. He didn't want to change the status quo.
Except maybe with Catherine. He smiled for a moment as he contemplated that. That was complicated too. He and Catherine had been friends for fifteen years. She wasn't intimidated by him, didn't put up with his crap, and quite frankly didn't put him up on some unrealistic pedestal the way Sara did. Catherine was comfortable, like a favorite pair of jeans that takes time to break in. Not that he would ever tell Catherine that he'd compared her to a pair of jeans, but she was probably his closest friend, and hell, she was gorgeous. Grissom let his eyes close for a moment and savor his friendship and contemplate what it might be like to take things a bit further.
Warrick. His thoughts were interrupted momentarily. Catherine and Warrick were close. Grissom wondered how close. He knew that Warrick had just broken up with a serious girlfriend, but he also knew that he and Catherine were very close. Grissom wondered if maybe the two of them had unspoken feelings between them. He was glad Warrick was available to come in and work in spite of his cancelled vacation. He would have to make sure he got a few days off when he got back. Warrick was a good man. Still he wondered if Warrick was attracted to Catherine.
Finally, they landed. He made his way out into the concourse and headed to baggage claim. He sure hoped he was early on the billet to testify, he'd like to get back to Vegas sooner rather than later.