What I Meant to Say - Chapter 2
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters. not at all. Although I wish I owned Grissom ;)
Author's note: Thanks for the feedback. It's greatly appreciated. Please R&R. Tell me what's good and what stinks (nicely of course). Constructive criticism is a writer's best friend.
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Grissom walked into the conference room. The rest of the team was already seated; Sara next to Warrick with Catherine and Nick across from them. That left the two heads of the table open for Grissom. He decided to take the chair next to the boys, away from Sara. No one needed to see the dirty look she would give him when he handed out assignments.
"So," he exhaled as he sat. "It's a slow night people. Enjoy it."
Every head nodded in agreement, except Sara's. The only way she would enjoy this night would be if she were told to go home. She couldn't believe what a fool she had made of herself in Grissom's office.
Grissom continued, "Warrick and Nick, you have a jumper across town. Police suspect foul play." He slid the file to Nick as Warrick spoke up.
"So the jumper may have been pushed?"
"Possible, but until the evidence shows otherwise, he's a jumper."
"Gotcha."
"Catherine, I need you to stay here at the lab. Help Nicky and Rick if they need it, and there are a few pending cases on my desk. I'd appreciate it if you would check up on those for me."
"Piece-o-cake."
"I got a call this evening from the Sheriff of a small town about three hours from here. A B&E, one man dead. We're the closest crime lab, so Sara and I are on this one."
He wasn't disappointed. There was the look. First she was shocked, and then she was pissed. No one else seemed to notice.
Nick grinned, "So, the boss man takes the best case for himself?"
"This time. I like the drive. It helps me think."
"Just promise me I get to go on the next road trip."
"Deal."
Warrick, Nick and Catherine stood and left, but Sara stayed behind, staring at the table with her arms folded. Grissom had expected anger, shouting. Her silence was starting to worry him.
"Sara?"
She glared at him as she stood, then turned to leave. Grissom called after her.
"I'll meet you outside in ten minutes."
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Ten minutes later, Grissom walked outside to find Sara sitting in the Tahoe. He walked around to the driver's side and climbed in. Sara stared straight ahead and Grissom decided to try to feel her out.
"You ready?"
"Yes," she said without moving.
That was all he got, but Grissom knew she wouldn't be quiet about this for long, and not five minutes into their trip she proved him right.
"That was a dirty trick."
"Excuse me?"
"Why are you on this case while Catherine is back at the lab? It could just as easily been the other way around."
"It was, but I changed it."
"Why?"
"Because we need to talk."
"Oh, you want to talk? Okay. Let's talk. How about we discuss the fact that we haven't worked a case alone together in months and now suddenly you're swapping out assignments so we can talk?"
"We can talk about that later. I was referring to what happened in my office half an hour ago."
Sara got quiet again and Grissom got the feeling this was going to be a long trip.
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters. not at all. Although I wish I owned Grissom ;)
Author's note: Thanks for the feedback. It's greatly appreciated. Please R&R. Tell me what's good and what stinks (nicely of course). Constructive criticism is a writer's best friend.
_____________________________
Grissom walked into the conference room. The rest of the team was already seated; Sara next to Warrick with Catherine and Nick across from them. That left the two heads of the table open for Grissom. He decided to take the chair next to the boys, away from Sara. No one needed to see the dirty look she would give him when he handed out assignments.
"So," he exhaled as he sat. "It's a slow night people. Enjoy it."
Every head nodded in agreement, except Sara's. The only way she would enjoy this night would be if she were told to go home. She couldn't believe what a fool she had made of herself in Grissom's office.
Grissom continued, "Warrick and Nick, you have a jumper across town. Police suspect foul play." He slid the file to Nick as Warrick spoke up.
"So the jumper may have been pushed?"
"Possible, but until the evidence shows otherwise, he's a jumper."
"Gotcha."
"Catherine, I need you to stay here at the lab. Help Nicky and Rick if they need it, and there are a few pending cases on my desk. I'd appreciate it if you would check up on those for me."
"Piece-o-cake."
"I got a call this evening from the Sheriff of a small town about three hours from here. A B&E, one man dead. We're the closest crime lab, so Sara and I are on this one."
He wasn't disappointed. There was the look. First she was shocked, and then she was pissed. No one else seemed to notice.
Nick grinned, "So, the boss man takes the best case for himself?"
"This time. I like the drive. It helps me think."
"Just promise me I get to go on the next road trip."
"Deal."
Warrick, Nick and Catherine stood and left, but Sara stayed behind, staring at the table with her arms folded. Grissom had expected anger, shouting. Her silence was starting to worry him.
"Sara?"
She glared at him as she stood, then turned to leave. Grissom called after her.
"I'll meet you outside in ten minutes."
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Ten minutes later, Grissom walked outside to find Sara sitting in the Tahoe. He walked around to the driver's side and climbed in. Sara stared straight ahead and Grissom decided to try to feel her out.
"You ready?"
"Yes," she said without moving.
That was all he got, but Grissom knew she wouldn't be quiet about this for long, and not five minutes into their trip she proved him right.
"That was a dirty trick."
"Excuse me?"
"Why are you on this case while Catherine is back at the lab? It could just as easily been the other way around."
"It was, but I changed it."
"Why?"
"Because we need to talk."
"Oh, you want to talk? Okay. Let's talk. How about we discuss the fact that we haven't worked a case alone together in months and now suddenly you're swapping out assignments so we can talk?"
"We can talk about that later. I was referring to what happened in my office half an hour ago."
Sara got quiet again and Grissom got the feeling this was going to be a long trip.