Chapter Seven
Was she truly hearing what she thought she was hearing? Lilly sat glued to her seat, her eyes wide with shock. Had he really spoken those words? She didn't know whether to laugh or yell. Lilly didn't know whether she was happy that Nick liked her in such a way or to be mad that he had been so forward.
"Nick...I...I don't," Lilly began.
"No, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that." Nick interrupted, "I apologize."
"It's not that Nick," Lilly said, trying desperately to put her thoughts into words, "I know this will sound stupid, but I don't know how else to say it. I want to make sure that my first kiss is with someone special, someone who I think that I can spend the rest of my life with, someone that I love."
"I understand completely." Nick said, "it wasn't my place to ask you that. I don't even know why I asked. Guess I just...I don't know...I'm sorry."
"It's okay Nick." Lilly reassured him, "Maybe we should just do this another time." She gave him a gentle smile and began to get up. Nick grabbed her arm.
"No, let's just start over tonight and enjoy our meal." Nick said. Lilly looked into his eyes and saw the pleading look there. Lilly fought an inner turmoil inside of herself. Should she stay? Would it be right to stay? She didn't know. Lilly closed her eyes. 'Lord," she implored, 'what do I do? Tell me please.' A voice spoke within her and she opened her eyes slowly. Nick's pleading and anxious face looked back at her.
"Okay, let's start over." She said with a sweet smile.
~*~*~
"So are you gonna tell me all the juicy details of you date last night?" Catherine sat down beside Lilly in the break room where the two women were waiting for their next assignments.
"Does everybody know that Nick and I went out last night?" Lilly countered.
"Pretty much." Catherine replied with a laugh.
"Well it went well," Lilly said pouring herself a cup of coffee.
"That's all I get, an 'it went well'" Catherine pretended to sound offended, "What ever happened to girl talk after a date?" Lilly laughed heartily.
"To be honest there really aren't any 'juicy details' to tell." The young woman replied.
"Oh come on, this is Nick we're talking about. There's always juicy details about any date he goes on."
"Well then call me a liar."
"Who's a liar?" Grissom asked walking in. the two women broke out laughing and Grissom gave them a confused look., "What did I miss?"
"Nothing Uncle Gil." Lilly said trying to control her laughter.
"Oh, well then you and Catherine can go cover an arson case. Here's the details."
"Let's go." Catherine stood up and grabbed the file Grissom held out before heading for the door.
"Bye Uncle Gil." Lilly said following Catherine.
"Good-bye." Gil called after them, "Women." He said shaking his head.
~*~*~
"I've got it!" Warrick said walking into the trace lab. Greg looked up from his work startled by the interruption.
"What are you talking about?" He asked turning away from his work and focusing on the CSI.
"I've figured out how to help you get your girl." Warrick replied with a giddy smile.
"Okay, first of all she's not MY girl, second, I thought you were just kidding when you said you were gonna help me."
"Nope, I was dead serious. Now let's get to work."
~*~*~
The smell of burning wood, plastic, and just about anything else you find in a house, filled Lilly's nose as she and Catherine walked onto the scene. There was nothing left to the house except the shell of the outside walls and the charred remains of a bathroom. Lilly stepped on something soft as she and Catherine made their way through the remains. She looked down and saw what was left of a plush doll. Tears sprung to the teen's eyes as she picked up the doll.
"I feel so bad for the family." She said softly, "I mean they lost EVERYTHING."
"Just be glad that nobody was trapped in the house. Families can rebuild and replace possessions, but they can't replace loved ones." Catherine said.
"How are we ever going to find clues in this place?" Lilly asked placing the doll in a pile of salvageable items.
"I've been working arson cases for years, and I still never no where to start." Catherine replied, "All we can do is try to put together the pieces of what's left."
"I guess we should get started then huh." Lilly said pulling on a pair of latex gloves.
"Yep."
~*~*~
Greg sat at his desk watching Warrick pace in front of him. To be honest the pacing was starting to make him dizzy, and it was all the lab tech could do to keep from jumping up and stopping Warrick in his tracks. Greg waited impatiently for the CSI to begin his 'teaching.' Finally, Greg was fed up.
"Are you gonna get to whatever it is that you say can help me, or am I just gonna sit here watching you pace for the rest of my life?" Warrick stopped mid pace and looked at the irritated technician.
"Sorry, I'm just trying to figure out where to start." Warrick said.
"Oh gee, thanks for the compliment." Greg said sarcastically.
"Do you want my help or not?" Warrick was beginning to become irritated as well.
"You were the one who came to me, remember."
"Alright, fine. Here's what we do." Warrick paused.
"What?" Greg implored.
"You might want to write this stuff down." Warrick offered. Greg rolled his eyes as he reached for a pen and paper.
"Alright Obi Wan, I'm ready to learn the secrets of the force otherwise known as Lilly."
"Funny. Now what you are going to do is be Lilly's secret admirer."
"Okay, and how do I do that?"
"Send her flowers at work, leave little messages in her locker. Send her cards at home and maybe a couple little gifts too."
"So basically spend all my hard earned money on a girl who's not even interested in me. Oh yeah sounds like a plan Warrick, a plan to make me flat broke."
"She will be interested in you once she begins to fall for whoever is sending her all the romantic crap."
"Okay, do you know what kind of flowers she likes, or what type of candy, do you know if she likes sappy love poems, or if she's the kinda girl that's not big on romance?" Greg tried to sound sarcastic, but in his mind he was already planning all the wonderful things he could send to Lilly.
"Nick told me that Lilly confessed to being a helpless romantic on their 'date' last night. So the safe guess is that she'll like whatever kinda romantic stuff you give her."
"Alright, any idea what kinda flowers she likes?"
"No clue. But I have a plan to find out."
"Uh oh, why do I NOT like the sound of that?"
"Don't worry, it's gonna be alright."
~*~*~
Lilly sighed as she opened her locker wearily. She reached in to grab a clean over shirt and her hand connected with some unknown object. Curiously, she pushed aside her coat. Underneath it sat a single flower, and not just any flower either, her favorite flower, a Lily of the Valley. She picked it up and drank in its beautiful scent. She smiled as the heavenly smell relieved the tension in her body. A white envelope with her name on it leaned up against the side of her locker. Lilly picked it up and opened it. A handful of rose petals fell at her feet and Lilly smiled at the romantic gesture. She peered curiously at the paper in her hand.
"To my dear and precious flower," it said, "I cannot tell you in comprehensible words just how I feel about you. So I decided to try my hand at poetry to see if I could not make some sense of what my heart is telling me. Don't hate me if you don't like it. Your secret admirer.
"Why is it that every time I think of you, my heart skips a beat? Why is it that when you are near, I just have to smile? Why is it that I can't go a minute, without thinking of you? Why is it that the mere mention of your name causes me to sweat? Why is it that I long to stare into your eyes, to become lost in their beautiful depths? Why is it that I love you?"
Lilly's eyes welled up with tears. She dabbed at them gently, careful not to let one fall on the piece of paper. Who could have written such words? Who would think of her in such a way that they wrote her a poem? And who could have known what her favorite flower was? She looked lovingly upon the flower. The stem was still wet, which meant that someone had put it there recently! Who WAS her secret admirer?
"Hey Lilly, what you got?" Lilly looked up.
"Oh hey Greg, um...someone left this in my locker. It looks like I've got a secret admirer." She replied giddily. Lilly turned back to her locker and continued gathering her stuff. She failed to see Greg's smile, and the mysterious twinkle in his eyes.
~*~*~
Alright please review. And remember that the voting is now finished. I'll tally up all of the votes and you will all find out soon who it is that Lilly will ultimatly end up with.
Was she truly hearing what she thought she was hearing? Lilly sat glued to her seat, her eyes wide with shock. Had he really spoken those words? She didn't know whether to laugh or yell. Lilly didn't know whether she was happy that Nick liked her in such a way or to be mad that he had been so forward.
"Nick...I...I don't," Lilly began.
"No, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that." Nick interrupted, "I apologize."
"It's not that Nick," Lilly said, trying desperately to put her thoughts into words, "I know this will sound stupid, but I don't know how else to say it. I want to make sure that my first kiss is with someone special, someone who I think that I can spend the rest of my life with, someone that I love."
"I understand completely." Nick said, "it wasn't my place to ask you that. I don't even know why I asked. Guess I just...I don't know...I'm sorry."
"It's okay Nick." Lilly reassured him, "Maybe we should just do this another time." She gave him a gentle smile and began to get up. Nick grabbed her arm.
"No, let's just start over tonight and enjoy our meal." Nick said. Lilly looked into his eyes and saw the pleading look there. Lilly fought an inner turmoil inside of herself. Should she stay? Would it be right to stay? She didn't know. Lilly closed her eyes. 'Lord," she implored, 'what do I do? Tell me please.' A voice spoke within her and she opened her eyes slowly. Nick's pleading and anxious face looked back at her.
"Okay, let's start over." She said with a sweet smile.
~*~*~
"So are you gonna tell me all the juicy details of you date last night?" Catherine sat down beside Lilly in the break room where the two women were waiting for their next assignments.
"Does everybody know that Nick and I went out last night?" Lilly countered.
"Pretty much." Catherine replied with a laugh.
"Well it went well," Lilly said pouring herself a cup of coffee.
"That's all I get, an 'it went well'" Catherine pretended to sound offended, "What ever happened to girl talk after a date?" Lilly laughed heartily.
"To be honest there really aren't any 'juicy details' to tell." The young woman replied.
"Oh come on, this is Nick we're talking about. There's always juicy details about any date he goes on."
"Well then call me a liar."
"Who's a liar?" Grissom asked walking in. the two women broke out laughing and Grissom gave them a confused look., "What did I miss?"
"Nothing Uncle Gil." Lilly said trying to control her laughter.
"Oh, well then you and Catherine can go cover an arson case. Here's the details."
"Let's go." Catherine stood up and grabbed the file Grissom held out before heading for the door.
"Bye Uncle Gil." Lilly said following Catherine.
"Good-bye." Gil called after them, "Women." He said shaking his head.
~*~*~
"I've got it!" Warrick said walking into the trace lab. Greg looked up from his work startled by the interruption.
"What are you talking about?" He asked turning away from his work and focusing on the CSI.
"I've figured out how to help you get your girl." Warrick replied with a giddy smile.
"Okay, first of all she's not MY girl, second, I thought you were just kidding when you said you were gonna help me."
"Nope, I was dead serious. Now let's get to work."
~*~*~
The smell of burning wood, plastic, and just about anything else you find in a house, filled Lilly's nose as she and Catherine walked onto the scene. There was nothing left to the house except the shell of the outside walls and the charred remains of a bathroom. Lilly stepped on something soft as she and Catherine made their way through the remains. She looked down and saw what was left of a plush doll. Tears sprung to the teen's eyes as she picked up the doll.
"I feel so bad for the family." She said softly, "I mean they lost EVERYTHING."
"Just be glad that nobody was trapped in the house. Families can rebuild and replace possessions, but they can't replace loved ones." Catherine said.
"How are we ever going to find clues in this place?" Lilly asked placing the doll in a pile of salvageable items.
"I've been working arson cases for years, and I still never no where to start." Catherine replied, "All we can do is try to put together the pieces of what's left."
"I guess we should get started then huh." Lilly said pulling on a pair of latex gloves.
"Yep."
~*~*~
Greg sat at his desk watching Warrick pace in front of him. To be honest the pacing was starting to make him dizzy, and it was all the lab tech could do to keep from jumping up and stopping Warrick in his tracks. Greg waited impatiently for the CSI to begin his 'teaching.' Finally, Greg was fed up.
"Are you gonna get to whatever it is that you say can help me, or am I just gonna sit here watching you pace for the rest of my life?" Warrick stopped mid pace and looked at the irritated technician.
"Sorry, I'm just trying to figure out where to start." Warrick said.
"Oh gee, thanks for the compliment." Greg said sarcastically.
"Do you want my help or not?" Warrick was beginning to become irritated as well.
"You were the one who came to me, remember."
"Alright, fine. Here's what we do." Warrick paused.
"What?" Greg implored.
"You might want to write this stuff down." Warrick offered. Greg rolled his eyes as he reached for a pen and paper.
"Alright Obi Wan, I'm ready to learn the secrets of the force otherwise known as Lilly."
"Funny. Now what you are going to do is be Lilly's secret admirer."
"Okay, and how do I do that?"
"Send her flowers at work, leave little messages in her locker. Send her cards at home and maybe a couple little gifts too."
"So basically spend all my hard earned money on a girl who's not even interested in me. Oh yeah sounds like a plan Warrick, a plan to make me flat broke."
"She will be interested in you once she begins to fall for whoever is sending her all the romantic crap."
"Okay, do you know what kind of flowers she likes, or what type of candy, do you know if she likes sappy love poems, or if she's the kinda girl that's not big on romance?" Greg tried to sound sarcastic, but in his mind he was already planning all the wonderful things he could send to Lilly.
"Nick told me that Lilly confessed to being a helpless romantic on their 'date' last night. So the safe guess is that she'll like whatever kinda romantic stuff you give her."
"Alright, any idea what kinda flowers she likes?"
"No clue. But I have a plan to find out."
"Uh oh, why do I NOT like the sound of that?"
"Don't worry, it's gonna be alright."
~*~*~
Lilly sighed as she opened her locker wearily. She reached in to grab a clean over shirt and her hand connected with some unknown object. Curiously, she pushed aside her coat. Underneath it sat a single flower, and not just any flower either, her favorite flower, a Lily of the Valley. She picked it up and drank in its beautiful scent. She smiled as the heavenly smell relieved the tension in her body. A white envelope with her name on it leaned up against the side of her locker. Lilly picked it up and opened it. A handful of rose petals fell at her feet and Lilly smiled at the romantic gesture. She peered curiously at the paper in her hand.
"To my dear and precious flower," it said, "I cannot tell you in comprehensible words just how I feel about you. So I decided to try my hand at poetry to see if I could not make some sense of what my heart is telling me. Don't hate me if you don't like it. Your secret admirer.
"Why is it that every time I think of you, my heart skips a beat? Why is it that when you are near, I just have to smile? Why is it that I can't go a minute, without thinking of you? Why is it that the mere mention of your name causes me to sweat? Why is it that I long to stare into your eyes, to become lost in their beautiful depths? Why is it that I love you?"
Lilly's eyes welled up with tears. She dabbed at them gently, careful not to let one fall on the piece of paper. Who could have written such words? Who would think of her in such a way that they wrote her a poem? And who could have known what her favorite flower was? She looked lovingly upon the flower. The stem was still wet, which meant that someone had put it there recently! Who WAS her secret admirer?
"Hey Lilly, what you got?" Lilly looked up.
"Oh hey Greg, um...someone left this in my locker. It looks like I've got a secret admirer." She replied giddily. Lilly turned back to her locker and continued gathering her stuff. She failed to see Greg's smile, and the mysterious twinkle in his eyes.
~*~*~
Alright please review. And remember that the voting is now finished. I'll tally up all of the votes and you will all find out soon who it is that Lilly will ultimatly end up with.