Chapter Five
"What are you doing here?" Lilly asked, sounding meaner than she meant.
"Well hello to you too sweetness." Greg smirked as he walked over to her.
"Where's Nick?" Lilly snapped.
"Nick got a call at the office, and since he knows how much I wanna get out in the field, he asked me to meet you here." Greg answered.
"Fine, follow me." Lilly turned on her heels and walked back into the living room. She stood in the middle of the room, arms crossed, and critical eyes sweeping the area; "This is where Gloria said she talked to our vic."
"Okay." Greg said, "What do you want me to do?"
"We're gonna search for anything we might have missed before, any signs of a struggle, or some kind of fight." Lilly said snapping on a pair of plastic gloves.
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Greg watched Lilly closely. She had an air about her that filled the whole room. Greg was impressed, for one so young to be so engrossed in and committed to a job was amazing.
The lab tech had to admit that when Nick had first asked him to cover for him Greg had been a bit hesitant. It wasn't because he didn't want to, but simply because Lilly would be there and it would be hard to ignore her. But maybe he shouldn't ignore her anymore. Maybe he should make his move, before Nick did. Yes Greg had seen the way Nick Stokes had looked at the beautiful Lilly Carter, and he had to say, he didn't like it.
"Are you just gonna stand there all day, or are you gonna help me out?" An irritated Lilly asked him.
"Sorry," Greg said, "I was just so captivated by your beauty that I couldn't even think." Lilly snorted.
"Yeah right. A word of advice Greg, flattery won't get you anywhere."
"Who said it was flattery." Greg said.
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The look in his eyes seemed so sincere that Lilly couldn't speak. Was he saying that he thought she was beautiful? No one had ever told her that before, at least not anyone who didn't want anything from her. She couldn't speak, couldn't move, couldn't even form a coherent thought. Greg's eyes bore into hers like he was trying to see into her soul.
"Just get to work." She snapped at him coming back down to earth.
"Yes ma'am." Greg said with a mock salute. Lilly threw herself into the work. She tried to get Greg's words out of her head, but she just couldn't. Had he been speaking the truth, was he just trying to deflect her anger, or was he hoping to get something out of it? Lilly shook the many thoughts from her mind.
She picked a hair up off the carpet with a pair of tweezers and studied it carefully. Monica didn't have red hair, and neither did Gloria. Well then, who does this belong to? Lilly thought. She bagged it quickly and continued to search for more clues.
~*~*~
He had laid it all on the line and the look that she had in her eyes was revealing. Greg smiled to himself as he burned Lilly's expression into his memory. Her eyes had blazed, but not with anger, with passion, hurt, fear, and eagerness. Her breathing had sped up just the least bit, but it was enough to show Greg that he had affected her. At least his words had, but those words had come from his heart.
Greg watched Lilly from the corner of his eye. Her back was to him, giving him a chance to study her. She wore a powder blue top covered by a jean jacket and a pair of jeans that were neither tight nor loose, but just right. Lilly didn't wear any make-up and the only jewelry she wore was a simple hemp necklace with white and black beads. He couldn't get over how she could look so amazing in such a simple outfit. She could get away without wearing make-up with her clear and alluring complexion.
Lilly looked over her shoulder at him and Greg smirked at her. She frowned in return and focused her attention back on her work. Greg shook his head and bit back a laugh. She was always trying to act like she didn't like him, but he could see behind her façade. Lilly liked him and Greg was going to make her admit it if it killed him.
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Why does he have this hold over me? Lilly thought, the only problem was she didn't know which 'he' she was thinking about. Was she thinking about Nick, or Greg? Lilly banged her head down on the metal table in frustration. She had immediately gone to work on the evidence that she and Greg had collected after they had returned from the mansion.
"You can kill a lot of brain cells that way." Lilly lifted her head and smiled wearily at her godfather.
"Hey Uncle Gil." She said, her voice revealing how tired she was.
"You don't have to be like me Lilly, you know that right?" Grissom said perching on the corner of the table.
"What do you mean?" Lilly asked confused.
"You don't have to run yourself ragged over a case. Take some time to rest, have some free time, go on a date." Grissom said taking pity on his young protégé.
"I'm not running myself ragged Uncle Gil, I'm just pulling my weight." Lilly defended herself.
"Still, don't be afraid to ask for time off." Grissom said, "You know Lilly, you remind me a lot of myself when I first started."
"Really?"
"Yeah, I was eager to fit in and I wanted to show all those ahead of me that I could do just as well as them."
"I'm not trying to show off Uncle Gil, if that's what you're implying."
"No not at all. I simply meant that I nearly killed myself from exhaustion when I first started being a CSI. I don't want the same thing to happen to you."
"Don't worry about me Uncle Gil. I can take care of myself."
"I know you can." Grissom smiled at her in a fatherly way and patted her head; "Don't worry about dinner tonight. I'll bring something over with me."
"Thanks." Lilly smiled, truly grateful.
"I'll let you get back to work now, just remember what I said."
"I will, see ya later Uncle Gil." Grissom tenderly kissed Lilly's forehead and left the room. Lilly released a heavy sigh and turned back to her work.
~*~*~
"That's it!" Lilly shot up in bed where just moments before she had been sleeping. It was Saturday night, or early Sunday morning whichever way you wanted to look at it. Lilly's heart was pounding with excitement. She threw a pair of jeans and a clean top on hurriedly. She knew that the forensics lab would be open and that Nick would be there working on their case. Lilly quickly grabbed the phone and dialed the number for the cab company.
The cabbie dropped her off and Lilly paid him quickly. She rushed into the lab and ran head long into Warrick.
"Whoa girl, where's the fire?" Warrick asked steadying them both.
"Sorry Warrick, can't talk." She hurried past him and ran to find Nick. He was with Greg going over DNA samples and other trace evidence.
"Nick, I just had a break through!" Lilly cried rushing into the room.
"What are you doing here Lilly, I thought you had the night off?" Nick looked perplexed at why Lilly was running in there all bedraggled.
"Didn't you hear me? I just had a break through!"
"Yeah, so what is it?"
"Remember what Father Michael said, he'd do anything to keep a child of God's from wrong doing."
"Yeah, what does that have to do with the murder though?"
"He did it Nick! The priest killed Monica Tiller!"
"Whoa, wait just a second. How did you come up with this?"
"I didn't come up with it Nick! Father Michael killed Monica so that Gloria could marry Charlie and, in his twisted mind, be forgiven of her affair."
"Now wait a second, we need to make sure the evidence adds up."
"It does," Lilly turned to Greg who had sat silent during their whole exchange, "Greg do you still have that hair I found, the one from the living room?"
"Yeah, right here." Greg pointed a couple of vials beside him.
"Run through the local clergy data base for red heads."
"You got it." Greg hurried to do as Lilly commanded.
A couple minutes later a search showed that Father Michael in the local district that had red hair.
"That doesn't prove anything Lilly." Nick said.
"Fine." Lilly racked her brain for anything else they could check on that would show the clergyman did it, "Greg see if you can't match the partials from the robe tie to Father Michael's fingerprints."
"Aye, aye captain." Greg said. Another couple of minutes and the computer database found a match. It was slight, but it was a match.
"Now do you believe me?" she asked Nick with a sardonic smile.
"I believe you." Nick said, "Now let's go get a warrant and arrest that creep."
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Well folks there you have it, the latest installment of Lilly of the Valley. I hope that you enjoyed the chapter because it may take awhile for me to write the next one and get it posted. Don't forget to review and cast your vote! The count stands at Nick0 and Greg6.
"What are you doing here?" Lilly asked, sounding meaner than she meant.
"Well hello to you too sweetness." Greg smirked as he walked over to her.
"Where's Nick?" Lilly snapped.
"Nick got a call at the office, and since he knows how much I wanna get out in the field, he asked me to meet you here." Greg answered.
"Fine, follow me." Lilly turned on her heels and walked back into the living room. She stood in the middle of the room, arms crossed, and critical eyes sweeping the area; "This is where Gloria said she talked to our vic."
"Okay." Greg said, "What do you want me to do?"
"We're gonna search for anything we might have missed before, any signs of a struggle, or some kind of fight." Lilly said snapping on a pair of plastic gloves.
~*~*~
Greg watched Lilly closely. She had an air about her that filled the whole room. Greg was impressed, for one so young to be so engrossed in and committed to a job was amazing.
The lab tech had to admit that when Nick had first asked him to cover for him Greg had been a bit hesitant. It wasn't because he didn't want to, but simply because Lilly would be there and it would be hard to ignore her. But maybe he shouldn't ignore her anymore. Maybe he should make his move, before Nick did. Yes Greg had seen the way Nick Stokes had looked at the beautiful Lilly Carter, and he had to say, he didn't like it.
"Are you just gonna stand there all day, or are you gonna help me out?" An irritated Lilly asked him.
"Sorry," Greg said, "I was just so captivated by your beauty that I couldn't even think." Lilly snorted.
"Yeah right. A word of advice Greg, flattery won't get you anywhere."
"Who said it was flattery." Greg said.
~*~*~
The look in his eyes seemed so sincere that Lilly couldn't speak. Was he saying that he thought she was beautiful? No one had ever told her that before, at least not anyone who didn't want anything from her. She couldn't speak, couldn't move, couldn't even form a coherent thought. Greg's eyes bore into hers like he was trying to see into her soul.
"Just get to work." She snapped at him coming back down to earth.
"Yes ma'am." Greg said with a mock salute. Lilly threw herself into the work. She tried to get Greg's words out of her head, but she just couldn't. Had he been speaking the truth, was he just trying to deflect her anger, or was he hoping to get something out of it? Lilly shook the many thoughts from her mind.
She picked a hair up off the carpet with a pair of tweezers and studied it carefully. Monica didn't have red hair, and neither did Gloria. Well then, who does this belong to? Lilly thought. She bagged it quickly and continued to search for more clues.
~*~*~
He had laid it all on the line and the look that she had in her eyes was revealing. Greg smiled to himself as he burned Lilly's expression into his memory. Her eyes had blazed, but not with anger, with passion, hurt, fear, and eagerness. Her breathing had sped up just the least bit, but it was enough to show Greg that he had affected her. At least his words had, but those words had come from his heart.
Greg watched Lilly from the corner of his eye. Her back was to him, giving him a chance to study her. She wore a powder blue top covered by a jean jacket and a pair of jeans that were neither tight nor loose, but just right. Lilly didn't wear any make-up and the only jewelry she wore was a simple hemp necklace with white and black beads. He couldn't get over how she could look so amazing in such a simple outfit. She could get away without wearing make-up with her clear and alluring complexion.
Lilly looked over her shoulder at him and Greg smirked at her. She frowned in return and focused her attention back on her work. Greg shook his head and bit back a laugh. She was always trying to act like she didn't like him, but he could see behind her façade. Lilly liked him and Greg was going to make her admit it if it killed him.
~*~*~
Why does he have this hold over me? Lilly thought, the only problem was she didn't know which 'he' she was thinking about. Was she thinking about Nick, or Greg? Lilly banged her head down on the metal table in frustration. She had immediately gone to work on the evidence that she and Greg had collected after they had returned from the mansion.
"You can kill a lot of brain cells that way." Lilly lifted her head and smiled wearily at her godfather.
"Hey Uncle Gil." She said, her voice revealing how tired she was.
"You don't have to be like me Lilly, you know that right?" Grissom said perching on the corner of the table.
"What do you mean?" Lilly asked confused.
"You don't have to run yourself ragged over a case. Take some time to rest, have some free time, go on a date." Grissom said taking pity on his young protégé.
"I'm not running myself ragged Uncle Gil, I'm just pulling my weight." Lilly defended herself.
"Still, don't be afraid to ask for time off." Grissom said, "You know Lilly, you remind me a lot of myself when I first started."
"Really?"
"Yeah, I was eager to fit in and I wanted to show all those ahead of me that I could do just as well as them."
"I'm not trying to show off Uncle Gil, if that's what you're implying."
"No not at all. I simply meant that I nearly killed myself from exhaustion when I first started being a CSI. I don't want the same thing to happen to you."
"Don't worry about me Uncle Gil. I can take care of myself."
"I know you can." Grissom smiled at her in a fatherly way and patted her head; "Don't worry about dinner tonight. I'll bring something over with me."
"Thanks." Lilly smiled, truly grateful.
"I'll let you get back to work now, just remember what I said."
"I will, see ya later Uncle Gil." Grissom tenderly kissed Lilly's forehead and left the room. Lilly released a heavy sigh and turned back to her work.
~*~*~
"That's it!" Lilly shot up in bed where just moments before she had been sleeping. It was Saturday night, or early Sunday morning whichever way you wanted to look at it. Lilly's heart was pounding with excitement. She threw a pair of jeans and a clean top on hurriedly. She knew that the forensics lab would be open and that Nick would be there working on their case. Lilly quickly grabbed the phone and dialed the number for the cab company.
The cabbie dropped her off and Lilly paid him quickly. She rushed into the lab and ran head long into Warrick.
"Whoa girl, where's the fire?" Warrick asked steadying them both.
"Sorry Warrick, can't talk." She hurried past him and ran to find Nick. He was with Greg going over DNA samples and other trace evidence.
"Nick, I just had a break through!" Lilly cried rushing into the room.
"What are you doing here Lilly, I thought you had the night off?" Nick looked perplexed at why Lilly was running in there all bedraggled.
"Didn't you hear me? I just had a break through!"
"Yeah, so what is it?"
"Remember what Father Michael said, he'd do anything to keep a child of God's from wrong doing."
"Yeah, what does that have to do with the murder though?"
"He did it Nick! The priest killed Monica Tiller!"
"Whoa, wait just a second. How did you come up with this?"
"I didn't come up with it Nick! Father Michael killed Monica so that Gloria could marry Charlie and, in his twisted mind, be forgiven of her affair."
"Now wait a second, we need to make sure the evidence adds up."
"It does," Lilly turned to Greg who had sat silent during their whole exchange, "Greg do you still have that hair I found, the one from the living room?"
"Yeah, right here." Greg pointed a couple of vials beside him.
"Run through the local clergy data base for red heads."
"You got it." Greg hurried to do as Lilly commanded.
A couple minutes later a search showed that Father Michael in the local district that had red hair.
"That doesn't prove anything Lilly." Nick said.
"Fine." Lilly racked her brain for anything else they could check on that would show the clergyman did it, "Greg see if you can't match the partials from the robe tie to Father Michael's fingerprints."
"Aye, aye captain." Greg said. Another couple of minutes and the computer database found a match. It was slight, but it was a match.
"Now do you believe me?" she asked Nick with a sardonic smile.
"I believe you." Nick said, "Now let's go get a warrant and arrest that creep."
~*~*~
Well folks there you have it, the latest installment of Lilly of the Valley. I hope that you enjoyed the chapter because it may take awhile for me to write the next one and get it posted. Don't forget to review and cast your vote! The count stands at Nick0 and Greg6.