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Chapter 9
The women's locker room at CSI was empty, and Alex sighed in relief as she started to take her jacket off, revealing her sleeveless red top. Reaching into her locker, she hummed, smiling at the photograph of her young nephew which she had pasted to the door. He was the only grandson her parents had, and the only nephew in the family.
It meant he was lonely a lot, and spoilt rotten by everyone.
Alex could identify with him, though. She was the only girl in her family, and she had five brothers – Terry, Jim, Trevor, TJ and Max. She had known what it was like to be on her own. Because they had this much in common, it was no wonder Derek adored his Aunt Alex.
Alex reached in for the black T-shirt she planned to wear in the lab, hoping her lab coat would cover the words on it. It read, "What are my weaknesses?" in bold white letters on the front, and "None of your damn business" on the back, and was a gift from her father. Casting a quick glance around, she took her top off and started to pull the T-shirt on…
Alex found herself slammed back-first into the row of lockers, and she yelped instinctively, arms crossing over her chest.
"What the- " Her face reddened even further when she realized it was Nick who had entered the room. "Nick!"
Nick looked surprised, then embarrassed, and he turned around so quickly that Alex thought he'd spin right around like a top.
"Uh," he said, gesturing nervously, "Can you put your shirt on fast? I need to talk to you…"
"You could have knocked," snapped Alex. She yanked her shirt over her head and tapped Nick's shoulder to tell him she was decent now.
Nick turned, his face the same colour as a tomato.
"Sorry," he muttered. He started to say something else, but a knock interrupted him.
"Alex?" Grissom peered into the locker room. "I need you in Trace. You about ready to start work?"
Alex looked at Nick, who said, "Um, you go ahead. I'll meet you later at Rosa's."
Alex nodded, then turned and headed out. Grissom frowned at Nick. "You okay?"
"Yeah," Nick said, trying to remain composed and not start blushing again.
"You're in the women's locker room," Grissom pointed out. "You should be at your crime scene."
Nick took the assignment slip his boss was holding out and left without a word. Grissom shook his head as he watched his CSI leave.
He sighed to himself. His thoughts turning to the letter from the PI he had hired some months back. Before Alex had even come to work at the lab.
Years ago, Gil had made one of the worst mistakes a man could make – he'd gotten involved with a married woman. They had ended the affair, and Gil had thought that was the end of it…until the woman had told him she had given birth to his daughter. A paternity test had proved that her child wasn't of her husband's parentage. Her daughter had no idea, and both she and her husband loved her to pieces anyway.
Gil had waited a long time, battling with his mind and heart before hiring a PI, to find out who his former lover's husband was, and who his daughter was. The PI had come up with his daughter's name.
Her name was Alexis Shan.
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Gee, can you tell I like springing twists on people? I am mean.
What can I say, I'm an evil genius in traning. >:)
Shout-outs go to:
DCHeesegirl - LOL, you don't need to allow you to post pics. There is a way. See my Anthology:Shal/Jesse Revelations story, in the fourth chapter I posted a pic. That's how you can post them.
And I got the idea for that part when I was watching this show...what was the title again...? Anyway, that's where I got it from - TV.
love N/S - Never seen that pic, but I think no matter what pic he's in, George still looks gorgeous...(drool) AS to the techniques...let's just wait and see...
gelf - You and me both, gelf. (sigh) Just keep reading. (huggles)
Thank you all for reading and reviewing... (sniff) I feel so touched...
I still don't have a gimmick this week. Really. No gimmick.
But it doesn't mean you don't need to read and review!!!
So...read. Review. And, uh, relax while I write the next chapter. ;)
