Title: Undecided
Author: Kelly Port
Feedback: donas13@aol.com Category: Romance/Humor
Pairing: Grissom and a new character Spoilers: This story is out of time with that of the show, it runs another path away from the last few episodes of season three with sometime before the arrival of the new character.
Rating: Not yet rated Summary: Moving Forwards. Disclaimer: CSI characters are not mine, although I really wish they were. However, all other characters are, as well as the idea. A/N: This is my first attempt at a fanfic and as much as I am an avid G/S shipper, I wanted to try an introduction of a new char. I believe, to my beta reader's surprise that this story was not Sara's story. Notes: Thanks Rox, you're the best. Archived: Yes, please!
Feedback is welcomed. No flames please as I don't think my exposed heart could handle it!
Chapter 2 The Break Room
Bree was brought back from her thoughts by the entrance of two men, who seemed to be arguing over who had won a bet. They were half way into the break room before they realized that they were not alone, for Liam had jumped down from his resting place beside Bree and was now on guard, having placed himself between the two men and Bree.
Both men stared from Liam, then to her and then back again. All she could do was muffle a giggle at their looks and command Liam to rest. Still staring dumbfounded, a woman walked in and was about to ask the guys why they were just standing there when she saw Liam.
"Holy Shit that's one big dog!" the red haired women stated.
"His name is Liam, and he is harmless, unless I tell him not to be. Hi, my name is Bree Miller and I am looking for Dr. Gri.."
Before Bree could finish her sentence a voice from behind the woman claimed, "That would be me."
That was when Bree saw Gil Grissom for the first time. He was slightly older with salt and pepper hair and eyes so blue that they mirrored her own. Her thoughts were startled by the voice of the woman inquiring about Bree to Grissom.
"Catherine Willows, Nick Stokes, and Warrick Brown this is Bree Miller. She is a transfer from a forensic unit in Toronto. She is going to be part of our team, I would like you all to make her feel welcomed and help get her up to speed, that is if she needs it."
Nick got down on both knees, which made him eye level with Liam, and what sounded like a baby voice he mumbled, "And who might you be fella?"
"His name is Liam as I said earlier, he is my guardian so to speak." There were a few looks exchanged across the room. Bree quickly added, "Err, none of you have a problem with dogs do you? I was given approval that he would be allowed in the building, he is a trained dog!"
"Trained for what?" Warrick asked with an expression that made Bree a little apprehensive to answer.
"Liam is trained to defend anyone he is given the command to, as well as being a search and rescue and cadaver dog. The only way my boss would let me have him at work was to make him useful in my line of work."
"So we are getting two for the price of one," Catherine said out of the blue.
"Something like that, yeah." Bree stated with a smirk.
Grissom just stood there listening to his CSI's converse with the newest, err make that the two newest members of his team. He wasn't quite sure what to make of her as of yet. She looked like she was 15 if not a day, and that hair! Well, he knew at least one person that was going to go head over heels for her.Greg. He was going to love Bree, and by the looks of it she had already made quite an impression on Nick and Warrick.they're such guys. They probably had already started taking bets on their new rival. Grissoms final thought to himself was that she was going to be one interesting person to get to know.
He didn't say much, she noticed but he was the boss. After a few minutes he spoke again and started to hand out the evening shifts, "Catherine you and Warrick robbery at the Tangiers. Nick, I believe you have some unfinished paper work piling up with your name on it. Bree you're with me, all right? Let's go!"
As everyone began to file out of the room, Grissom noticed that Bree made a gesture with her hands that looked like the ASL sign for come, but he wasn't' really sure. Either way Liam was up and on her heels waiting for her to move, which she couldn't because he was blocking her way.
"We going?" Bree asked her new boss.
"Ah, ya sorry," Grissom apologized as he started down the hall.
*****
They didn't say anything to each other as they headed out to his Tahoe; he was getting in when he realized that Bree was standing outside waiting. "Well are you getting in or not," he asked.
She looked at Grissom and then she looked at the suv and then at Liam, "Uhh." she started.
Grissom understood. "Well if he is on my payroll I guess he gets to ride in the car."
With that she opened the back door, Liam hopped in and laid down on the seat, and soon Bree was sitting in the passenger seat next to him, with a slight grin, which quickly disappeared.
"Thanks" was all she said.
The Ride
She didn't say anything for the entire ride; she just sat there staring out the window. He wasn't quite sure what to make of her, he knew very little about her for that matter. Mobley had accepted her transfer and had only felt the need to inform him a few days prior to her arrival.
Mobley had popped his head into Grissom's office a few mornings ago as he was finishing the last of his paper work from his shift and was about to head home.
" Good Morning Gil"
"Mobley," he replied. "Anything I can do for you?"
" I just wanted to let you know that you will be having a new member join your team in a few days. She is quite the character but comes highly recommended."
" What? Who? Highly recommended from where?"
"Her Name is Bree Miller, she being transferred from a Crime Unit in Toronto! I have granted her access level 3, I think that you will find her very useful, and let's not run her off like the last CSI you did! Since we all know how that ended. Not to mention that we want to be able to keep our diplomatic affairs in order." And with that Mobley tilted his head and was gone.
Grissom's thought's came back to reality as he pulled his Tahoe up to the crime scene, of which Bree and Liam bounded out of the truck even before he had the engine off. He met her around back and handed her a field kit and grabbed one for himself. They were heading up to the front door of the house when out came Brass, who like everyone else was startled, if only for a minute when he laid eyes on Liam.
"So Jim, what have we got?"
"Our Vic's name is Maude Lapointe, 60 year old widow that was loaded! Her late husband was some sort of genius and made a lot of money in building security."
"Any signs of B&E?" Grissom asked.
"Actually that is the weird part, there are no signs of forced entry, and all the doors and windows are locked form the inside, nothing amiss except for the fact that she is dead! Her caregiver notified us when she didn't answer the door."
Grissom was about to tell Bree to follow him, but in looking around realized that she had already gone, leaving Liam sitting on the doorstep.
When Grissom got inside, he found Bree talking to the coroner; he was saying, ".that there wasn't really any outward physical sighs pointing towards the cause of death." He went on to say that she would have to check with Doc, when they got back to the lab. She snapped a few photos of the Mrs. Lapointe who looked like she was getting ready for bed and was having a cup of tea on her couch.
"How strange," Grissom thought to himself.
While Grissom was talking to Brass, Bree, who needed to know all she needed, for the time being told Liam to stay and entered the scene. The first thing that she noticed was luggage by the front door, now either Mrs. Lapointe was going somewhere or she was just returning. The next thing was where the body was; she was just sitting on the couch with a now cold cup of tea in front of her.
She noticed that Grissom had entered while she had been talking to the ME, who couldn't see any outward signs for Mrs. Lapointe's death.
She snapped a few photos of the scene and the vic before she headed off to explore the rest of the house.
Grissom watched Bree as she took the last of her scene shots and wandered off to explore the rest of the house, as she was leaving the room he opened up his field kit and began to pull out a pair of gloves.
'This was going to be interesting,' he thought to himself.
Author: Kelly Port
Feedback: donas13@aol.com Category: Romance/Humor
Pairing: Grissom and a new character Spoilers: This story is out of time with that of the show, it runs another path away from the last few episodes of season three with sometime before the arrival of the new character.
Rating: Not yet rated Summary: Moving Forwards. Disclaimer: CSI characters are not mine, although I really wish they were. However, all other characters are, as well as the idea. A/N: This is my first attempt at a fanfic and as much as I am an avid G/S shipper, I wanted to try an introduction of a new char. I believe, to my beta reader's surprise that this story was not Sara's story. Notes: Thanks Rox, you're the best. Archived: Yes, please!
Feedback is welcomed. No flames please as I don't think my exposed heart could handle it!
Chapter 2 The Break Room
Bree was brought back from her thoughts by the entrance of two men, who seemed to be arguing over who had won a bet. They were half way into the break room before they realized that they were not alone, for Liam had jumped down from his resting place beside Bree and was now on guard, having placed himself between the two men and Bree.
Both men stared from Liam, then to her and then back again. All she could do was muffle a giggle at their looks and command Liam to rest. Still staring dumbfounded, a woman walked in and was about to ask the guys why they were just standing there when she saw Liam.
"Holy Shit that's one big dog!" the red haired women stated.
"His name is Liam, and he is harmless, unless I tell him not to be. Hi, my name is Bree Miller and I am looking for Dr. Gri.."
Before Bree could finish her sentence a voice from behind the woman claimed, "That would be me."
That was when Bree saw Gil Grissom for the first time. He was slightly older with salt and pepper hair and eyes so blue that they mirrored her own. Her thoughts were startled by the voice of the woman inquiring about Bree to Grissom.
"Catherine Willows, Nick Stokes, and Warrick Brown this is Bree Miller. She is a transfer from a forensic unit in Toronto. She is going to be part of our team, I would like you all to make her feel welcomed and help get her up to speed, that is if she needs it."
Nick got down on both knees, which made him eye level with Liam, and what sounded like a baby voice he mumbled, "And who might you be fella?"
"His name is Liam as I said earlier, he is my guardian so to speak." There were a few looks exchanged across the room. Bree quickly added, "Err, none of you have a problem with dogs do you? I was given approval that he would be allowed in the building, he is a trained dog!"
"Trained for what?" Warrick asked with an expression that made Bree a little apprehensive to answer.
"Liam is trained to defend anyone he is given the command to, as well as being a search and rescue and cadaver dog. The only way my boss would let me have him at work was to make him useful in my line of work."
"So we are getting two for the price of one," Catherine said out of the blue.
"Something like that, yeah." Bree stated with a smirk.
Grissom just stood there listening to his CSI's converse with the newest, err make that the two newest members of his team. He wasn't quite sure what to make of her as of yet. She looked like she was 15 if not a day, and that hair! Well, he knew at least one person that was going to go head over heels for her.Greg. He was going to love Bree, and by the looks of it she had already made quite an impression on Nick and Warrick.they're such guys. They probably had already started taking bets on their new rival. Grissoms final thought to himself was that she was going to be one interesting person to get to know.
He didn't say much, she noticed but he was the boss. After a few minutes he spoke again and started to hand out the evening shifts, "Catherine you and Warrick robbery at the Tangiers. Nick, I believe you have some unfinished paper work piling up with your name on it. Bree you're with me, all right? Let's go!"
As everyone began to file out of the room, Grissom noticed that Bree made a gesture with her hands that looked like the ASL sign for come, but he wasn't' really sure. Either way Liam was up and on her heels waiting for her to move, which she couldn't because he was blocking her way.
"We going?" Bree asked her new boss.
"Ah, ya sorry," Grissom apologized as he started down the hall.
*****
They didn't say anything to each other as they headed out to his Tahoe; he was getting in when he realized that Bree was standing outside waiting. "Well are you getting in or not," he asked.
She looked at Grissom and then she looked at the suv and then at Liam, "Uhh." she started.
Grissom understood. "Well if he is on my payroll I guess he gets to ride in the car."
With that she opened the back door, Liam hopped in and laid down on the seat, and soon Bree was sitting in the passenger seat next to him, with a slight grin, which quickly disappeared.
"Thanks" was all she said.
The Ride
She didn't say anything for the entire ride; she just sat there staring out the window. He wasn't quite sure what to make of her, he knew very little about her for that matter. Mobley had accepted her transfer and had only felt the need to inform him a few days prior to her arrival.
Mobley had popped his head into Grissom's office a few mornings ago as he was finishing the last of his paper work from his shift and was about to head home.
" Good Morning Gil"
"Mobley," he replied. "Anything I can do for you?"
" I just wanted to let you know that you will be having a new member join your team in a few days. She is quite the character but comes highly recommended."
" What? Who? Highly recommended from where?"
"Her Name is Bree Miller, she being transferred from a Crime Unit in Toronto! I have granted her access level 3, I think that you will find her very useful, and let's not run her off like the last CSI you did! Since we all know how that ended. Not to mention that we want to be able to keep our diplomatic affairs in order." And with that Mobley tilted his head and was gone.
Grissom's thought's came back to reality as he pulled his Tahoe up to the crime scene, of which Bree and Liam bounded out of the truck even before he had the engine off. He met her around back and handed her a field kit and grabbed one for himself. They were heading up to the front door of the house when out came Brass, who like everyone else was startled, if only for a minute when he laid eyes on Liam.
"So Jim, what have we got?"
"Our Vic's name is Maude Lapointe, 60 year old widow that was loaded! Her late husband was some sort of genius and made a lot of money in building security."
"Any signs of B&E?" Grissom asked.
"Actually that is the weird part, there are no signs of forced entry, and all the doors and windows are locked form the inside, nothing amiss except for the fact that she is dead! Her caregiver notified us when she didn't answer the door."
Grissom was about to tell Bree to follow him, but in looking around realized that she had already gone, leaving Liam sitting on the doorstep.
When Grissom got inside, he found Bree talking to the coroner; he was saying, ".that there wasn't really any outward physical sighs pointing towards the cause of death." He went on to say that she would have to check with Doc, when they got back to the lab. She snapped a few photos of the Mrs. Lapointe who looked like she was getting ready for bed and was having a cup of tea on her couch.
"How strange," Grissom thought to himself.
While Grissom was talking to Brass, Bree, who needed to know all she needed, for the time being told Liam to stay and entered the scene. The first thing that she noticed was luggage by the front door, now either Mrs. Lapointe was going somewhere or she was just returning. The next thing was where the body was; she was just sitting on the couch with a now cold cup of tea in front of her.
She noticed that Grissom had entered while she had been talking to the ME, who couldn't see any outward signs for Mrs. Lapointe's death.
She snapped a few photos of the scene and the vic before she headed off to explore the rest of the house.
Grissom watched Bree as she took the last of her scene shots and wandered off to explore the rest of the house, as she was leaving the room he opened up his field kit and began to pull out a pair of gloves.
'This was going to be interesting,' he thought to himself.