Now You See Me
By: Anti Darth Ani
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Author's Note:
Hey, only one more chapter after this baby. So hang in there, cause we're almost finished. I can see the finish line and it is looming ever so closer!!!!!
PG-13 for sexuality and language
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CHAPTER 7 - The Conference
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"What going on?" Sara whispered in a hushed voice as she and Nick sat down on the couch next to Warrick and Catherine. Catherine was talking on her cell phone, and by the way Catherine was speaking, Sara assumed she was on the phone with her daughter, Lindsey. Warrick was pretending to read a magazine, but he was holding it upside down and his eyes kept glancing over the top to the table in the break room.
"They've been sitting there, discussing the situation for ages. And Grissom keeps losing his temper because the reporters insist on recording it all, even though Grissom and the director are discussing them," Warrick told Nick, who was seated closer to him than Sara. Nick started to relay all of this to Sara, but she informed him that she could hear every word Warrick was saying because his was only sitting four feet away.
"What is the director of LVPD doing here?" Sara asked, changing the subject away from Grissom. Warrick turned to face her, past Nick, and lowered his voice even more. "I'm not sure, but I think Grissom called him in for a meeting to discuss getting these damn TV people out of here."
"Why aren't they talking in Grissom's office?" Nick asked Warrick when he saw Grissom glance over his shoulder at his team of CSIs sitting on the couch talking about him.
Warrick shrugged, "Haven't got a clue. All I know is that they are reporters and cameramen all over the place now, so I'm thinking Grissom thought he could get the director in here and leave the cameramen out, but Ecklie let them in, of course, because he's always out to get Grissom." Sara nodded and yawned, "Are we going to be getting our assignments anytime soon?"
Catherine, who had just hung up the cell phone with a relieved look on her face, answered Sara's question, "No, Grissom was so mad at Ecklie for allowing the reporters into the crime lab in the first place that Grissom made day shift take over our assignments today."
Nick looked from Warrick to Catherine and then finally back to Warrick. "Then what the hell are you two still doing here? Everyone gets the night off and your sitting in the break room at the lab?" Sara nodded in agreement.
"Well, we wanted to find out what happens with the director, of course," Catherine answered. "But since nothing good has happened in a while, I'm going to head out so I can get a good night's sleep and take my daughter to school in the morning without falling asleep at the wheel."
Sara turned to face Warrick and raised an eyebrow. Warrick just shrugged, "I'm just going to hang out here a little longer and see if anything interesting happens. I've got nothing better to do."
Before Nick could agree with Warrick and decide to stay, Sara snatched his hand and yanked him to his feet. "Well, we'll see you tomorrow," Sara insisted when Nick gave her a puzzled look. As if he doesn't get it, Sara thought to herself, pulling him to the locker room so she could grab her jacket out of her locker before they left.
"Hey, what's your deal?" Nick snapped when the locker room door shut after them. "I want to stay to see if Grissom kills anyone!" he protested like a little five year old. Sara spun her combination and opened the locker door, shoving her I.D. badge in and quickly pulling on her jacket before closing the door again. "Oh, no you don't," she told him.
"Really?" Nick asked, raising an eyebrow at her and crossing his arms across his chest.
"Oh yeah," Sara muttered, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him closer to her. Nick's arms immediately uncrossed as he wrapped them across her waist. He tried to keep his breathing to a normal rate but found even that challenging. "And why would that be, Miss Sidle?"
Sara just grinned and pressed her mouth against his.
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The next, and final, chapter takes place five months into the future. Please make sure you review and tell me what you think of my story. And thanks to all of you who have already read and reviewed. It really makes my day.
By: Anti Darth Ani
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Author's Note:
Hey, only one more chapter after this baby. So hang in there, cause we're almost finished. I can see the finish line and it is looming ever so closer!!!!!
PG-13 for sexuality and language
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CHAPTER 7 - The Conference
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"What going on?" Sara whispered in a hushed voice as she and Nick sat down on the couch next to Warrick and Catherine. Catherine was talking on her cell phone, and by the way Catherine was speaking, Sara assumed she was on the phone with her daughter, Lindsey. Warrick was pretending to read a magazine, but he was holding it upside down and his eyes kept glancing over the top to the table in the break room.
"They've been sitting there, discussing the situation for ages. And Grissom keeps losing his temper because the reporters insist on recording it all, even though Grissom and the director are discussing them," Warrick told Nick, who was seated closer to him than Sara. Nick started to relay all of this to Sara, but she informed him that she could hear every word Warrick was saying because his was only sitting four feet away.
"What is the director of LVPD doing here?" Sara asked, changing the subject away from Grissom. Warrick turned to face her, past Nick, and lowered his voice even more. "I'm not sure, but I think Grissom called him in for a meeting to discuss getting these damn TV people out of here."
"Why aren't they talking in Grissom's office?" Nick asked Warrick when he saw Grissom glance over his shoulder at his team of CSIs sitting on the couch talking about him.
Warrick shrugged, "Haven't got a clue. All I know is that they are reporters and cameramen all over the place now, so I'm thinking Grissom thought he could get the director in here and leave the cameramen out, but Ecklie let them in, of course, because he's always out to get Grissom." Sara nodded and yawned, "Are we going to be getting our assignments anytime soon?"
Catherine, who had just hung up the cell phone with a relieved look on her face, answered Sara's question, "No, Grissom was so mad at Ecklie for allowing the reporters into the crime lab in the first place that Grissom made day shift take over our assignments today."
Nick looked from Warrick to Catherine and then finally back to Warrick. "Then what the hell are you two still doing here? Everyone gets the night off and your sitting in the break room at the lab?" Sara nodded in agreement.
"Well, we wanted to find out what happens with the director, of course," Catherine answered. "But since nothing good has happened in a while, I'm going to head out so I can get a good night's sleep and take my daughter to school in the morning without falling asleep at the wheel."
Sara turned to face Warrick and raised an eyebrow. Warrick just shrugged, "I'm just going to hang out here a little longer and see if anything interesting happens. I've got nothing better to do."
Before Nick could agree with Warrick and decide to stay, Sara snatched his hand and yanked him to his feet. "Well, we'll see you tomorrow," Sara insisted when Nick gave her a puzzled look. As if he doesn't get it, Sara thought to herself, pulling him to the locker room so she could grab her jacket out of her locker before they left.
"Hey, what's your deal?" Nick snapped when the locker room door shut after them. "I want to stay to see if Grissom kills anyone!" he protested like a little five year old. Sara spun her combination and opened the locker door, shoving her I.D. badge in and quickly pulling on her jacket before closing the door again. "Oh, no you don't," she told him.
"Really?" Nick asked, raising an eyebrow at her and crossing his arms across his chest.
"Oh yeah," Sara muttered, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him closer to her. Nick's arms immediately uncrossed as he wrapped them across her waist. He tried to keep his breathing to a normal rate but found even that challenging. "And why would that be, Miss Sidle?"
Sara just grinned and pressed her mouth against his.
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The next, and final, chapter takes place five months into the future. Please make sure you review and tell me what you think of my story. And thanks to all of you who have already read and reviewed. It really makes my day.