"Unbridled Vernacular" prologue
By Rita Widmer
Disclaimer: I don't own CSI or its characters.
Rating: PG
Pairing: Cath/Gil, what else is there?
Spoilers: Grissom V. Volcano and Jackpot for sure. There might be more later.
AN: I want to thank Laeta for this wonderful story idea.
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Las Vegas Review-Journal
Marie Wilder's Office
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A new name, new place, and a new job brought Marie Wilder to Las Vegas. It wasn't the excitement of the casinos or the shows that brought her here to the bustling city, but the new prospect to start over. Her life in the midwest was nice, but she was tired of being known as the local columnist.
There was no future in the small newspaper business back home. Here in the always moving Las Vegas there was always news to find, and she was ready to hit the town. Her thoughts had to end there as her boss bellowed for her to come see him.
She left her boss's office ten minutes later with her newest assignment. They had just been notified of an explosion, and he needed her to go find out all she could. Arriving, she found herself getting caught up in the excitement as policemen, firemen, and what looked like the CSI team walked around.
Her trained eye skimmed the area gathering as much information as possible before jumping in with questions. It was at this moment another explosion went off. Someone pushed her over and onto the ground as the debris flew around them.
When the weight lifted from her, it was then the gossip columnist made an appearance once again. There not even 10 feet in front of her were the CSI team. The man held on to his partner as if she was the most precious thing in the world as she checked her surroundings.
The love outpoured in that one small moment of time had caught Marie's interest. There was going to be no stopping her until she found out the story between those two.
The two CSIs stood up as they went to finish their job. Unbeknownst to them, their newest admirer was watching their every move.
TBC...
By Rita Widmer
Disclaimer: I don't own CSI or its characters.
Rating: PG
Pairing: Cath/Gil, what else is there?
Spoilers: Grissom V. Volcano and Jackpot for sure. There might be more later.
AN: I want to thank Laeta for this wonderful story idea.
*************************************************************************************
Las Vegas Review-Journal
Marie Wilder's Office
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A new name, new place, and a new job brought Marie Wilder to Las Vegas. It wasn't the excitement of the casinos or the shows that brought her here to the bustling city, but the new prospect to start over. Her life in the midwest was nice, but she was tired of being known as the local columnist.
There was no future in the small newspaper business back home. Here in the always moving Las Vegas there was always news to find, and she was ready to hit the town. Her thoughts had to end there as her boss bellowed for her to come see him.
She left her boss's office ten minutes later with her newest assignment. They had just been notified of an explosion, and he needed her to go find out all she could. Arriving, she found herself getting caught up in the excitement as policemen, firemen, and what looked like the CSI team walked around.
Her trained eye skimmed the area gathering as much information as possible before jumping in with questions. It was at this moment another explosion went off. Someone pushed her over and onto the ground as the debris flew around them.
When the weight lifted from her, it was then the gossip columnist made an appearance once again. There not even 10 feet in front of her were the CSI team. The man held on to his partner as if she was the most precious thing in the world as she checked her surroundings.
The love outpoured in that one small moment of time had caught Marie's interest. There was going to be no stopping her until she found out the story between those two.
The two CSIs stood up as they went to finish their job. Unbeknownst to them, their newest admirer was watching their every move.
TBC...