Chapter Fifteen
Lilly stomped into her apartment, flinging the door shut behind her. Kyla quickly caught the door before it could bang shut, and closed it quietly. Angrily, Lilly threw her purse down on the coffee table and stood stewing in the middle of the room.
"What is your problem Lilly?" Kyla said accusingly.
"MY problem!" Lilly cried, her voice bouncing off the walls, "I don't have a problem, YOU do."
"Me, what did I do?"
"It's your fault Greg left. If you hadn't told me to get up there and sing he would never have done that!"
"Stop accusing me of making Greg hate you. You did a good job of that all on your own." Kyla yelled angrily. Her friend's sharp words hit Lilly in the gut. They were true, yet she didn't want to believe them. Lilly wished that she could simply cast blame upon someone else and leave herself in the clear.
"Don't you think I know that?" Lilly asked slumping down on the couch, the anger in her voice replaced with misery, "I'm sorry Kyla, I really am. I just don't want to think that I've pushed him away for good. It helps if I can push the blame off myself, it doesn't hurt so much if I do."
"It's okay Lils." Kyla said sitting down beside the distraught girl, "I've been heartbroken enough to know what it feels like." A shrill beep rang through the room, startling the two women. Lilly reached into her purse and pulled out her beeper.
"I've got to go." She said reading the message; "Uncle Gil needs me at the office."
"Go then, I'll see you tomorrow, or whenever you get off." Kyla said.
"Okay." Lilly said smilingly slightly.
~*~*~
"Here." Grissom said shoving a file at Lilly as soon as she walked into his office.
"Hi to you too Uncle Gil." Said Lilly sarcastically as she took the file from him. She quickly read over the contents.
"Who am I working with?" She asked looking up at her godfather.
"I'm giving Greg the chance to work in the field on this one." Grissom said. Lilly's heart sank immediately. Why did he have to do this? Did Grissom know how much Greg hated her right now?
"Greg, are you sure he's ready for this Uncle Gil? I mean don't you think he should work with one of the senior CSIs?" Lilly asked anxiously.
"Nope," Was all Grissom said. He looked up at her pointedly; "Don't you think you should get going?"
"Yeah, sure." Lilly said crestfallen.
~*~*~
Greg glanced up as Lilly walked into the lab looking like her dog had just died. He didn't want to feel sorry for her, but the second he looked into her eyes, he melted and his heart went out to her. Grissom had already filled him in on the case that the two of them would be working together. Greg hadn't been too thrilled at that, but he knew that if he wanted to work in the field that he had to go through with it. It didn't matter that his heart just might be broken into even smaller pieces than it already was, it only mattered that they solve this case. Something occurred to Greg then; maybe it wouldn't be as bad as he thought. Perhaps Lilly was sorry for what she had done. After all, it had seemed as if she'd been singing to him just an hour earlier at the bar. He mentally shook the thought from his head and replaced it with the hate he felt towards Lilly. It was too easy to give into her, and Greg didn't want to get hurt again.
"Hey Greg," Lilly said, her eyes avoiding his.
"Let's go." He said curtly, not wanting to give Lilly the impression that he had forgiven her. Greg brushed past her quickly, not giving away the shock he had felt at just that small caress of her skin. He swallowed the lump in his throat and continued down the hallway, not caring if Lilly followed.
~*~*~
With just two words Greg had done more to hurt Lilly than anything else that had ever happened to the young woman had. The coldness in his tone had dashed the last of her hope. It caused her already shattered heart to break into a thousand more tiny pieces, pieces too small to ever be put back together. Lilly followed him quickly, not wanting him to know that his words had affected her.
"Get in." She said climbing into her car. Greg got in, almost reluctantly, and kept his eyes in front of him. Lilly fumed silently as she speed out of the parking lot.
~*~*~
The sight of the two dead bodies sickened Greg, and he fought the wave of nausea that rattled his stomach. He wanted to be professional for his first case, so, he quickly snapped on a pair of gloves and headed to check the perimeter.
"Where are you going?" Lilly's voice sounded behind him. He had been so close to escape! His hand was on the doorknob.
"To check for any clues around the perimeter." He said without looking at Lilly.
"No you aren't." Lilly said coldly, "I want you to photograph the bodies and check for trace around the murder scene." Was she doing this to torture him? Greg could almost sense the glee in Lilly's words.
"And why should I do what you say?" he asked, finally turning to face Lilly. His eyes bore into hers, trying to read what was going on behind her stony mask. Lilly showed no emotion, not even the slightest bit. Her eyes were a cold and empty, and it scared Greg that someone could be so apathetic.
"Because I'm the senior officer here, thus I'm in charge of the investigation." She said sharply.
"FINE." Greg said just as harshly.
~*~*~
It frightened Lilly to no end that she could be so cold to someone. But she had to be to protect her heart. There was no other way she could find to show Greg that she was over him. She watched as he walked away, she hadn't missed the paleness in his face as he had first looked upon the bodies, but the command had been given, and she wasn't about to go back on what she'd said. Mentally, she shook her head and forced herself to focus on the task at hand.
Taking out the needed instruments, Lilly went about collecting trace around the outside of the house. Finding evidence of forced entry; Lilly then went inside to search for anything that might have been valuable enough to steal.
She passed the living room and looked in to see how Greg was coming along. The bodies had been taken to the morgue, and the lab tech was down on his knees searching for trace evidence.
"Find anything yet?" Lilly asked giving the room a quick once over. Greg glanced up at her, and Lilly was hit by the animosity in his eyes.
"Just some shell casings and some blood." He said roughly, "I'll make sure to tell you if I find anything more." The sarcasm in his voice was not lost on Lilly. She nodded sharply and went about her work.
~*~*~
Relieved, Lilly walked into her apartment. The sun was beginning to come up, and pale light filled the living room as the young woman sank down on the couch wearily. It had bee a long night, and Lilly was ready to simply crawl into her bed and get the little bit of sleep that was allowed her.
A loud banging came down the hallway, startling Lilly from her rest. Kyla emerged from the hall, her suitcase behind her.
"What's going on?" Lilly asked sitting up and wiping the sleep from her eyes.
"I've got to get going." Kyla said, "The magazine called me back to New York and I've got to catch the earliest flight possible."
"But you only just got here." Said Lilly.
"I know, but they need me to cover this big even going on tonight. I'm sorry Lils."
"It's okay, I just wish we had more time to spend together."
"College is over Lils, we've got real jobs now. I'll call you as soon as I can, I promise." The two friends hugged tightly.
"I'm gonna miss you Kyla."
"I'll miss you too Lils." They released each other and Kyla left with a final smile and a quick wave of the hand.
~*~*~
I know, I know, this chapter was really short, and I apologize. The thing is I hit MAJOR writer's block, so I'm gonna start off with a whole new chapter and see if that won't get the juices flowing once more. Please review and tell me what you thought of this chapter, and if you have any suggestions for later chapters please feel free to express them, though I'm not promising that I will use all suggestions. Well got to go now, hope you enjoyed this chapter, and all the chapters that I've already written.
Lilly stomped into her apartment, flinging the door shut behind her. Kyla quickly caught the door before it could bang shut, and closed it quietly. Angrily, Lilly threw her purse down on the coffee table and stood stewing in the middle of the room.
"What is your problem Lilly?" Kyla said accusingly.
"MY problem!" Lilly cried, her voice bouncing off the walls, "I don't have a problem, YOU do."
"Me, what did I do?"
"It's your fault Greg left. If you hadn't told me to get up there and sing he would never have done that!"
"Stop accusing me of making Greg hate you. You did a good job of that all on your own." Kyla yelled angrily. Her friend's sharp words hit Lilly in the gut. They were true, yet she didn't want to believe them. Lilly wished that she could simply cast blame upon someone else and leave herself in the clear.
"Don't you think I know that?" Lilly asked slumping down on the couch, the anger in her voice replaced with misery, "I'm sorry Kyla, I really am. I just don't want to think that I've pushed him away for good. It helps if I can push the blame off myself, it doesn't hurt so much if I do."
"It's okay Lils." Kyla said sitting down beside the distraught girl, "I've been heartbroken enough to know what it feels like." A shrill beep rang through the room, startling the two women. Lilly reached into her purse and pulled out her beeper.
"I've got to go." She said reading the message; "Uncle Gil needs me at the office."
"Go then, I'll see you tomorrow, or whenever you get off." Kyla said.
"Okay." Lilly said smilingly slightly.
~*~*~
"Here." Grissom said shoving a file at Lilly as soon as she walked into his office.
"Hi to you too Uncle Gil." Said Lilly sarcastically as she took the file from him. She quickly read over the contents.
"Who am I working with?" She asked looking up at her godfather.
"I'm giving Greg the chance to work in the field on this one." Grissom said. Lilly's heart sank immediately. Why did he have to do this? Did Grissom know how much Greg hated her right now?
"Greg, are you sure he's ready for this Uncle Gil? I mean don't you think he should work with one of the senior CSIs?" Lilly asked anxiously.
"Nope," Was all Grissom said. He looked up at her pointedly; "Don't you think you should get going?"
"Yeah, sure." Lilly said crestfallen.
~*~*~
Greg glanced up as Lilly walked into the lab looking like her dog had just died. He didn't want to feel sorry for her, but the second he looked into her eyes, he melted and his heart went out to her. Grissom had already filled him in on the case that the two of them would be working together. Greg hadn't been too thrilled at that, but he knew that if he wanted to work in the field that he had to go through with it. It didn't matter that his heart just might be broken into even smaller pieces than it already was, it only mattered that they solve this case. Something occurred to Greg then; maybe it wouldn't be as bad as he thought. Perhaps Lilly was sorry for what she had done. After all, it had seemed as if she'd been singing to him just an hour earlier at the bar. He mentally shook the thought from his head and replaced it with the hate he felt towards Lilly. It was too easy to give into her, and Greg didn't want to get hurt again.
"Hey Greg," Lilly said, her eyes avoiding his.
"Let's go." He said curtly, not wanting to give Lilly the impression that he had forgiven her. Greg brushed past her quickly, not giving away the shock he had felt at just that small caress of her skin. He swallowed the lump in his throat and continued down the hallway, not caring if Lilly followed.
~*~*~
With just two words Greg had done more to hurt Lilly than anything else that had ever happened to the young woman had. The coldness in his tone had dashed the last of her hope. It caused her already shattered heart to break into a thousand more tiny pieces, pieces too small to ever be put back together. Lilly followed him quickly, not wanting him to know that his words had affected her.
"Get in." She said climbing into her car. Greg got in, almost reluctantly, and kept his eyes in front of him. Lilly fumed silently as she speed out of the parking lot.
~*~*~
The sight of the two dead bodies sickened Greg, and he fought the wave of nausea that rattled his stomach. He wanted to be professional for his first case, so, he quickly snapped on a pair of gloves and headed to check the perimeter.
"Where are you going?" Lilly's voice sounded behind him. He had been so close to escape! His hand was on the doorknob.
"To check for any clues around the perimeter." He said without looking at Lilly.
"No you aren't." Lilly said coldly, "I want you to photograph the bodies and check for trace around the murder scene." Was she doing this to torture him? Greg could almost sense the glee in Lilly's words.
"And why should I do what you say?" he asked, finally turning to face Lilly. His eyes bore into hers, trying to read what was going on behind her stony mask. Lilly showed no emotion, not even the slightest bit. Her eyes were a cold and empty, and it scared Greg that someone could be so apathetic.
"Because I'm the senior officer here, thus I'm in charge of the investigation." She said sharply.
"FINE." Greg said just as harshly.
~*~*~
It frightened Lilly to no end that she could be so cold to someone. But she had to be to protect her heart. There was no other way she could find to show Greg that she was over him. She watched as he walked away, she hadn't missed the paleness in his face as he had first looked upon the bodies, but the command had been given, and she wasn't about to go back on what she'd said. Mentally, she shook her head and forced herself to focus on the task at hand.
Taking out the needed instruments, Lilly went about collecting trace around the outside of the house. Finding evidence of forced entry; Lilly then went inside to search for anything that might have been valuable enough to steal.
She passed the living room and looked in to see how Greg was coming along. The bodies had been taken to the morgue, and the lab tech was down on his knees searching for trace evidence.
"Find anything yet?" Lilly asked giving the room a quick once over. Greg glanced up at her, and Lilly was hit by the animosity in his eyes.
"Just some shell casings and some blood." He said roughly, "I'll make sure to tell you if I find anything more." The sarcasm in his voice was not lost on Lilly. She nodded sharply and went about her work.
~*~*~
Relieved, Lilly walked into her apartment. The sun was beginning to come up, and pale light filled the living room as the young woman sank down on the couch wearily. It had bee a long night, and Lilly was ready to simply crawl into her bed and get the little bit of sleep that was allowed her.
A loud banging came down the hallway, startling Lilly from her rest. Kyla emerged from the hall, her suitcase behind her.
"What's going on?" Lilly asked sitting up and wiping the sleep from her eyes.
"I've got to get going." Kyla said, "The magazine called me back to New York and I've got to catch the earliest flight possible."
"But you only just got here." Said Lilly.
"I know, but they need me to cover this big even going on tonight. I'm sorry Lils."
"It's okay, I just wish we had more time to spend together."
"College is over Lils, we've got real jobs now. I'll call you as soon as I can, I promise." The two friends hugged tightly.
"I'm gonna miss you Kyla."
"I'll miss you too Lils." They released each other and Kyla left with a final smile and a quick wave of the hand.
~*~*~
I know, I know, this chapter was really short, and I apologize. The thing is I hit MAJOR writer's block, so I'm gonna start off with a whole new chapter and see if that won't get the juices flowing once more. Please review and tell me what you thought of this chapter, and if you have any suggestions for later chapters please feel free to express them, though I'm not promising that I will use all suggestions. Well got to go now, hope you enjoyed this chapter, and all the chapters that I've already written.