Title: The Impossible
Author: Jeanine (jeanine@iol.ie)
Rating: PG
Pairing: Warrick/Sara
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Summary: Warrick can do the impossible
Notes: For the LiveJournal CSReports Quote Challenge – I picked "I can get a print off the air."
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"I can get a print off the air."
Warrick said that to Brass once, a smart comment thrown out over his shoulder, filled with all the disdain that he'd felt for the question, if not the questioner. He'd been working as a CSI for six years and more by then, had spent most of that time with Brass as his boss. As far as he'd been concerned, he'd more than proven his capabilities, his mettle, and such a question should never even have passed Brass's lips.
Arrogant? Perhaps a little, but that didn't matter to him, because he'd earned the right to be arrogant. He'd worked hard all his life, grown up in a house where they were rich in love but poor in money, gone to college on a hard-won athletic scholarship, worked several jobs to help pay his way, to help support Grams, and he'd worked hard to be the best student, the best CSI that he could be. And if, on the way, he'd grown to believe that he could do the impossible, that's because he worked hard to make it happen.
Then he met her.
She blew into his life with the force of a hurricane, all no-nonsense attitude, and she'd let him know in no uncertain terms that she wasn't going to take any crap from him, and later, from anyone else. Theirs was a relationship born of antagonism and distrust, formed with bad blood flowing between them, and he remembers at times thinking that they would never get along, even after he grew to respect her as a CSI, think that he could like her as a person.
He made efforts to be her friend, only to be rebuffed at every turn, and it was only when she investigated him a second time that things began to change, that she began to realise that he wasn't so bad a guy.
Pretty soon after that, the impossible happened; the bad blood began to run clear, and soon they were friends, then good friends and confidantes.
That's what they are now, or at least, that's how she sees him. What she doesn't know is that he's started to see her as something more, and that he doesn't want to tell her because he knows that she doesn't feel the same. He knows that without even asking, because, like everyone else in the crime lab, he's seen how she looks at Grissom, knows that she's in love with him, knows equally that Grissom is clueless.
But she still looks, and Warrick still looks at her and he still thinks that she's amazing, that they could be amazing together.
He doesn't know if he's ever going to get the chance to find out, because even for a man who can do the impossible, getting him to look at her like she looks at Grissom might just be a bridge too far.
