Disclaimer: Not mine, never has been, never will be.
A/N: David's
POV. I'm not sure which character POVs I can still write, except for Nick, but
having written so many Nick's POVs I have to think about how to go about that
one a bit longer.
Thanks for the reviews, they are really too kind.
Pairing: N/S
No CSI
I don't want to be a CSI. I never wanted to be and I don't think I will ever want to become one. Perhaps it sounds strange, but I wouldn't be able to handle it. It's one thing to work with victims, but a totally different thing to work with perpetrators.
The difference between being a CSI and a coroner is not that big. We both want to get justice for the victims.
A CSI runs the risk to get too involved. I have seen it happen. My mentor, Doc Robbins, has warned me for it. He told me not to let them hang around in the morgue for too long.
Sara Sidle. Wanting to get justice so badly, the time she spends in the morgue comes close to the time I spend in it.
The difference is however that I'm trained not to feel. I don't think I really mastered the skill of not feeling, but most of the time when I'm working I'm so absorbed in the anatomical structures and abnormalities I sometimes forget I'm dealing with human beings until I step back that is. Step back and start to wonder who this person is. It's then when I'm in danger of getting too involved.
Sara never gets the chance to get too absorbed in anatomical structures. She is too involved the minute she walks into the morgue, probably even before that.
By flirting with her I have tried to distract her. Okay, I have to admit not only to distract her. She is really cute. She thinks I'm cute too, but that is besides the point. Distracting her is impossible.
There is only one reason why I would want to be become a CSI.
Seeing Sara mentor Greg there is a very small part of me that wants to become a CSI just to be mentored by her.
But then again when I would have been a CSI I might have been moved to another shift away from my friends. At least as a coroner I get to see all the CSIs.
I know Sara misses her friends who are working swing shift now. She has told me so during one of the doubles she pulled last week and that's why I have taken it upon myself to ask her out to breakfast today.
Finally finding her in one of the computer rooms I see Nick has probably missed her as much as she has missed him.
Breakfast has to wait........
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