Disclaimer: Not mine, if I owned CSI, let's just say things would go a
little crazy!!
A/N: Hey! This is my first CSI fic so go easy on me! I'm pretty sure that Fluffy is not the name of Gil's tarantula, but if it is, just tell me! I think I got it off Fluffy who wrote More Plant Lovin'
Pairings: S/G and bits of W/C
Dominique however is not part of the CSI crew but is a friend so decided to use her name!
I DO own Black Storm; he is my horse (it is complicated), although I have not personally checked whatever his stuff looks like. I am assuming whatever happens is true. I hope most of the info on horses is true! (It'd better be, I spent like yonks just reading on horses, and riding, and drawing!! I am like Grissom with his bugs but I'm with horses! Crazy bout them!)
As far as I know, the UNIX system ACIS belongs to me the AFIS doesn't though, as does the Equitation Masters!
~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Chapter 1 ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Sara decided to skip into the graveyard shift today, to see if anyone noticed.
"Hey Sidle. What are ya so happy for? Hot Date?"
Rolling her eyes, Sara started thinking. Trust Greg to notice and not anyone else. He is not even a CSI. She turned to the young lab tech.
"No Greg, no hot date. As for why I am so happy, you will just have to find out!"
"Hey, if you want a hot date, there is always me!"
"No way Greg!"
"Awww!"
Forgetting to skip, Sara turns the bend and enters Grissom's office.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~ GRISSOM'S OFFICE ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Ever since she had heard Catherine and Grissom talking about Fluffy the tarantula, Sara had wanted to see the arachnid herself. She felt a bit hurt that Catherine knew about Fluffy before she did, but she was going to have some fun now, with the aid of a spider, which would hopefully return to its master, unharmed.
Armed with a paddle pop stick and a Styrofoam cup, she approached the tank.
"Hey there Fluffy. So you are the silent person- err should I say um- spider that Griss is always talking to. Listen, I need your help to freak out the Team ok?"
God, what am I crazy! I am talking to a spider and expecting it to answer back. Wait Grissom talks to spiders and he is perfectly right in the head. Ok maybe not totally right but still.
The thought fluttered in and out of her head. She shook her head and proceeded with her mission.
"Ok Fluffy, into the cup!"
Surprisingly, the spider walked in without needing any excessive poking and prodding from Sara.
Mission complete!
Poking her head into the corridor, she scanned both sides for traffic before heading to the break room.
-*-*-*-*-*-* IN THE HALL, on the way to the break room _*_*_*_*_*_*
"Hey Sara, tell Griss I'm gunna be a few secs late because I have to visit Dominique."
"The lab tech?"
"Yeah, some revenge plan on Ecklie."
"Why do I have to tell him," Sara whined.
"Because, you are the Grissom-pet and he will let you off with any excuse. He would bite my head off if he knew!"
The pout from Sara provoked a charming smile from Nick.
"Fine, but you owe me." Sara relented.
"Always."
"What ever."
"By the way, what have you got there, coffee that doesn't steam, man you should teach the coffee pot that!"
Shit! I do not want to put a cup with Fluffy near my mouth. Oh well! I guess it is worth it!
Reluctantly, Sara brought the cup to her lips, and tilted it slightly upwards, careful not to deposit the Tarantula into her mouth.
"Ah! It is actually juice you see. Diet."
"Trying to impress someone?" Nick teased mockingly walking around Sara and observing.
"Nooo!"
"Whatever. You explain to Griss for me and I won't tell him."
"Tell him what Stokes!" Sara called after him.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
In the break room, everyone was there except for Grissom and of course Nick. Sara decided to ask what Warrick did on his day off.
"Well, I went to this place for some horse riding. I rode this really cool horse, called Black Storm. Australian Stock Horse cross Paso Fino I believe, represented Australasia in the Equitation Masters. Three days, Badminton, you name it. That horse was good at everything, and all- rounder."
"Wow! You still remember anything about Forensics, War?" Catherine teased. "That's a lot to take in for someone with your brain capacity. Real Pro terms too. Do you still remember what fingerprints are?"
"Yes, as a matter a fact I do. And as for your cheeky little fingerprint comment, I spent al lot of my day looking at the horse's leg. You know why? Because on a horse's leg, there is something called a chestnut. Now chestnuts are basically the equine equivalence to human fingerprints, and about the same shape too. No two are the same!"
Sara could not hold back a snort. " I suppose that they use ACIS not AFIS then eh!" She started laughing, referring to the Fingerprint Identification System.
" That would be the Automated Chestnut Identification System!"
The CSI put down the spider cup on the bench and promptly collapsed onto the couch.
"Woo! What a come back!"
Warrick had a frown on his face, so did Catherine, except her eyes were sparkling.
"I'm up for a coffee, anyone else?"
"No way! I'm on a diet!"
Raised eyebrows from the older CSIs.
"And NO I am NOT trying to impress anyone regardless what Nicky says!"
Shrugging, Catherine reaches for Fluffy's coffee cup, Sara dives for it just as she realizes.
"Noo! That has got Spid- err- uh- I mean Spinach in it!" Sara blurted
"It ain't green!" Catherine had noticed a flash of abnormal color.
"Well that's because I can't stand green in mashed up food! I dyed it black"
"Right! Now let's see!" Catherine insisted coffee forgotten.
"No." Sara said.
"Whoa guys! Shut up for a sec! Would it interest you, Sara my dear, if I told you that horse shit is green."
"Ewwww!" the two females chorused.
"Although..."
"No although!" Catherine gasped.
"Come on Cat. It can't be worse than that piglet Griss put in his office!" Sara was curious of what her colleague wanted to say.
"You are right. Sorry Warrick. Keep going," Catherine apologized.
"I was gunna say that although obviously, it is from the grass they eat or whatever is in their diet, I noticed that Black Storm's, uh, crap, was actually more yellowish green! I was gunna take some back to tox, but Greg would."
"Warrick!" Catherine cried "Shut the hell up, you have such a sick mind."
" You don't win girls over like THAT Warrick!" Sara commented.
"Hey!" Warrick and Catherine protested.
A voice from the door suddenly filled the room. "I can understand why Warrick is saying 'hey', but why you Cath. Is there something between you and Warrick that I should know about?"
"Nope, I'm right Griss," Catherine turned around, going pink.
"Where's Nicky?" Gil inquired.
"No idea." Warrick and Catherine answered
"He is flirting with someone." Sara answered.
Warrick rolled his eyes
"He is in with then new lab tech Dominique to get back at Ecklie."
"Now there is a reason!" Grissom said forgetting the others were there.
"Grissom!" The three said shocked!
They did not get a chance to squeeze anything else in because right then, Nick burst in.
"Hey guys! Sorry, I'm late, had some sweet plans to plot first. Sara should have explained by now," Nick rushed on.
"Boy did she ever," said Catherine.
"You know what they say about revenge being sweet!" Grissom quipped
"Sara Sidle!" Nick growled
"Heard she's a chick, man." Warrick mused.
Gulping, Sara quickly asked about their assignments.
"So, what have we got tonight?"
"Grissom-pet!" Nick muttered.
"Hey!" Sara and Grissom glared at him.
"I detest that comment, Stokes!" Sara pouted for effect. Then turns to Grissom, and wails.
"Gil! He called me a Grissom-pet!" She sniffed and buried her face in his shoulder.
Hmmm. Grissom pet, I like that. Grissom was thinking.
"Nick, that was un-called for!" Gil tried to be stern, but it just wasn't possible, something about the shift seemed off, nothing seemed serious.
"Oh! I'm Sorry!" Nick said sarcastically.
"SO you should be Nick!" Sara threw back, then cracked up with laughter.
"What ever. Ok we have DB in some open sewer near a spinach farm. Should suit you and Sara just fine wouldn't it Warrick?" The two just rolled their eyes.
"Catherine. You and Nicky here get a 409 on the strip. And I get a whole lot of paperwork to get through so out!"
With that, all CSIs filed off to their Tahoe's or Desks.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
A/N: Hope you like that. Please review and tell me what you want in the next chapter. Flame if you have to but they probably will not be taken into consideration! Luv Black Storm. Neigh!
A/N: Hey! This is my first CSI fic so go easy on me! I'm pretty sure that Fluffy is not the name of Gil's tarantula, but if it is, just tell me! I think I got it off Fluffy who wrote More Plant Lovin'
Pairings: S/G and bits of W/C
Dominique however is not part of the CSI crew but is a friend so decided to use her name!
I DO own Black Storm; he is my horse (it is complicated), although I have not personally checked whatever his stuff looks like. I am assuming whatever happens is true. I hope most of the info on horses is true! (It'd better be, I spent like yonks just reading on horses, and riding, and drawing!! I am like Grissom with his bugs but I'm with horses! Crazy bout them!)
As far as I know, the UNIX system ACIS belongs to me the AFIS doesn't though, as does the Equitation Masters!
~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Chapter 1 ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Sara decided to skip into the graveyard shift today, to see if anyone noticed.
"Hey Sidle. What are ya so happy for? Hot Date?"
Rolling her eyes, Sara started thinking. Trust Greg to notice and not anyone else. He is not even a CSI. She turned to the young lab tech.
"No Greg, no hot date. As for why I am so happy, you will just have to find out!"
"Hey, if you want a hot date, there is always me!"
"No way Greg!"
"Awww!"
Forgetting to skip, Sara turns the bend and enters Grissom's office.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~ GRISSOM'S OFFICE ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Ever since she had heard Catherine and Grissom talking about Fluffy the tarantula, Sara had wanted to see the arachnid herself. She felt a bit hurt that Catherine knew about Fluffy before she did, but she was going to have some fun now, with the aid of a spider, which would hopefully return to its master, unharmed.
Armed with a paddle pop stick and a Styrofoam cup, she approached the tank.
"Hey there Fluffy. So you are the silent person- err should I say um- spider that Griss is always talking to. Listen, I need your help to freak out the Team ok?"
God, what am I crazy! I am talking to a spider and expecting it to answer back. Wait Grissom talks to spiders and he is perfectly right in the head. Ok maybe not totally right but still.
The thought fluttered in and out of her head. She shook her head and proceeded with her mission.
"Ok Fluffy, into the cup!"
Surprisingly, the spider walked in without needing any excessive poking and prodding from Sara.
Mission complete!
Poking her head into the corridor, she scanned both sides for traffic before heading to the break room.
-*-*-*-*-*-* IN THE HALL, on the way to the break room _*_*_*_*_*_*
"Hey Sara, tell Griss I'm gunna be a few secs late because I have to visit Dominique."
"The lab tech?"
"Yeah, some revenge plan on Ecklie."
"Why do I have to tell him," Sara whined.
"Because, you are the Grissom-pet and he will let you off with any excuse. He would bite my head off if he knew!"
The pout from Sara provoked a charming smile from Nick.
"Fine, but you owe me." Sara relented.
"Always."
"What ever."
"By the way, what have you got there, coffee that doesn't steam, man you should teach the coffee pot that!"
Shit! I do not want to put a cup with Fluffy near my mouth. Oh well! I guess it is worth it!
Reluctantly, Sara brought the cup to her lips, and tilted it slightly upwards, careful not to deposit the Tarantula into her mouth.
"Ah! It is actually juice you see. Diet."
"Trying to impress someone?" Nick teased mockingly walking around Sara and observing.
"Nooo!"
"Whatever. You explain to Griss for me and I won't tell him."
"Tell him what Stokes!" Sara called after him.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
In the break room, everyone was there except for Grissom and of course Nick. Sara decided to ask what Warrick did on his day off.
"Well, I went to this place for some horse riding. I rode this really cool horse, called Black Storm. Australian Stock Horse cross Paso Fino I believe, represented Australasia in the Equitation Masters. Three days, Badminton, you name it. That horse was good at everything, and all- rounder."
"Wow! You still remember anything about Forensics, War?" Catherine teased. "That's a lot to take in for someone with your brain capacity. Real Pro terms too. Do you still remember what fingerprints are?"
"Yes, as a matter a fact I do. And as for your cheeky little fingerprint comment, I spent al lot of my day looking at the horse's leg. You know why? Because on a horse's leg, there is something called a chestnut. Now chestnuts are basically the equine equivalence to human fingerprints, and about the same shape too. No two are the same!"
Sara could not hold back a snort. " I suppose that they use ACIS not AFIS then eh!" She started laughing, referring to the Fingerprint Identification System.
" That would be the Automated Chestnut Identification System!"
The CSI put down the spider cup on the bench and promptly collapsed onto the couch.
"Woo! What a come back!"
Warrick had a frown on his face, so did Catherine, except her eyes were sparkling.
"I'm up for a coffee, anyone else?"
"No way! I'm on a diet!"
Raised eyebrows from the older CSIs.
"And NO I am NOT trying to impress anyone regardless what Nicky says!"
Shrugging, Catherine reaches for Fluffy's coffee cup, Sara dives for it just as she realizes.
"Noo! That has got Spid- err- uh- I mean Spinach in it!" Sara blurted
"It ain't green!" Catherine had noticed a flash of abnormal color.
"Well that's because I can't stand green in mashed up food! I dyed it black"
"Right! Now let's see!" Catherine insisted coffee forgotten.
"No." Sara said.
"Whoa guys! Shut up for a sec! Would it interest you, Sara my dear, if I told you that horse shit is green."
"Ewwww!" the two females chorused.
"Although..."
"No although!" Catherine gasped.
"Come on Cat. It can't be worse than that piglet Griss put in his office!" Sara was curious of what her colleague wanted to say.
"You are right. Sorry Warrick. Keep going," Catherine apologized.
"I was gunna say that although obviously, it is from the grass they eat or whatever is in their diet, I noticed that Black Storm's, uh, crap, was actually more yellowish green! I was gunna take some back to tox, but Greg would."
"Warrick!" Catherine cried "Shut the hell up, you have such a sick mind."
" You don't win girls over like THAT Warrick!" Sara commented.
"Hey!" Warrick and Catherine protested.
A voice from the door suddenly filled the room. "I can understand why Warrick is saying 'hey', but why you Cath. Is there something between you and Warrick that I should know about?"
"Nope, I'm right Griss," Catherine turned around, going pink.
"Where's Nicky?" Gil inquired.
"No idea." Warrick and Catherine answered
"He is flirting with someone." Sara answered.
Warrick rolled his eyes
"He is in with then new lab tech Dominique to get back at Ecklie."
"Now there is a reason!" Grissom said forgetting the others were there.
"Grissom!" The three said shocked!
They did not get a chance to squeeze anything else in because right then, Nick burst in.
"Hey guys! Sorry, I'm late, had some sweet plans to plot first. Sara should have explained by now," Nick rushed on.
"Boy did she ever," said Catherine.
"You know what they say about revenge being sweet!" Grissom quipped
"Sara Sidle!" Nick growled
"Heard she's a chick, man." Warrick mused.
Gulping, Sara quickly asked about their assignments.
"So, what have we got tonight?"
"Grissom-pet!" Nick muttered.
"Hey!" Sara and Grissom glared at him.
"I detest that comment, Stokes!" Sara pouted for effect. Then turns to Grissom, and wails.
"Gil! He called me a Grissom-pet!" She sniffed and buried her face in his shoulder.
Hmmm. Grissom pet, I like that. Grissom was thinking.
"Nick, that was un-called for!" Gil tried to be stern, but it just wasn't possible, something about the shift seemed off, nothing seemed serious.
"Oh! I'm Sorry!" Nick said sarcastically.
"SO you should be Nick!" Sara threw back, then cracked up with laughter.
"What ever. Ok we have DB in some open sewer near a spinach farm. Should suit you and Sara just fine wouldn't it Warrick?" The two just rolled their eyes.
"Catherine. You and Nicky here get a 409 on the strip. And I get a whole lot of paperwork to get through so out!"
With that, all CSIs filed off to their Tahoe's or Desks.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
A/N: Hope you like that. Please review and tell me what you want in the next chapter. Flame if you have to but they probably will not be taken into consideration! Luv Black Storm. Neigh!