It All Points To Someone.
This is my first CSI fanfic, so be nice. Greg is kidnapped and the evidence points to a person they know. But who? Rating may change. R&R, keep the flames on a downlow, please...
Greg angst/drama for all you Greg fans out there.
CHAPTER 1
It was only the beginning of the shift, and Greg was already blaring he music, dancing around the lab, and processing the night's incoming evidence. His bright colored Hawaiian shirts stuck and clashed with the dull colored lab jackets. He had not a single care in the world, except for what he was doing at the very moment. Greg was just a boy in a grown man's body.Catherine stood outside Greg's lab, looking in at what he was doing. She felt something for him that she hadn't felt for many others. It was love. Not the kind of love where she wanted to spend her life with him. It was the love like she had for her daughter. It was more of a motherly affection towards him. Greg didn't have parents, ones that actually cared for him. He didn't have parents that called frequently to see how he was doing, or visited on holidays. When the lab blew-up and he was severely injured, he didn't have parents that called to make sure he was okay, let alone a card or a visit. Catherine filled the void, the empty space that lurked when he was down. Catherine always checked up on him through out the day and gave him a special smile she saved just for him.
Catherine had been standing by the door for a few minutes when a voice brought her back to life.
"Cath, you okay?" said the voice. Grissom's.
She blinked her eyes a couple of times and nodded.
"Yeah, sorry, "she reassured him. "I was about to take these samples to Greg."
"Alright. Meet me back in my office when you're done. New case," Grissom told her.
He gave her a quick smile and then walked briskly to his office to meet the others. She watched him for a brief moment and then walked into the Greg's lab. Greg was looking into a microscope, focusing on the object below, while bopping his head to the music. The microscope, like everything else in his lab, was relatively new. Everything else had blown up with the lab. She walked closer to him, hoping he'd turn around. She called his name out a few times to get his attention.
"Greg. Greg!" she yelled out.
No response. He didn't hear his name. She got closer to him and put her hand on his shoulder. He jumped slightly and shouted out in surprise.
"Holy cow!" he yelped." Don't scare me like that!"
He then turned his music off and looked at her with a sheepish smile.
"Sorry about that. I didn't mean to scare you Greg," Catherine apologized.
"No worries, it was my music. Better you than Grissom anyway. I think he'd take my music away if he came in her to turn it off," Greg said, starting to ramble.
"Greg, stop. I'm not in here to lecture you about how loud and distracting your music is. I need to give you some samples for the Johansson case. There are 2 unidentified samples and some blood I need you to run. I need you to run these by the end of the shift, if possible. Can you do that for me?" she asked.
"For you m'dear, of course," Greg joked.
Catherine gave him her special smile and thanked him. For a moment Greg, looked down, sad to see that his company was leaving him.
"Bye," Greg said.
"Bye Greg," said Catherine, walking out of the lab. She expected to hear Greg's music to come back on. However, the familiar sound of heavy rock did not come on, and silence filled the hallways.
Catherine walked into Grissom's office and found the other four in there already. The rest of the night shift CSIs were sitting down, waiting for her to show up.
"Well now that we are all here, we have another case. Top priority. A police officer and a politician's intern were killed. Catherine and Nick, go check out the scene. Warrick, talk to the M.E. Sara, you're with me," Grissom told them. He waited while the others filed out of his office, and then walked out after the others left.
I know this chapter was a little short. Review and tell me whether I should keep going or not. More to come if you like!
Thanks!
