Set after Unbearable
Grissom's poor spider witnesses the dinner invitation and reacts badly.
This is not good. I feel like hell.
I'm lying flat on my abdomen and Dr. Garcia is gently poking at me with tweezers, something that usually gets me mad. This time I don't even lift my head.
"She's unusually quiet." The vet mutters. "How long has she been like this?"
"Since Thursday night." Grissom answers, and I notice the concern in his voice.
"Mmmmh. Has she eaten anything in these two days?"
"Very little."
"Uh, huh." The vet nods."Thursday night you say… did anything happen on Thursday night that might have caused this?"
"No." Grissom frowns, "Not that I recall." He thinks harder, "Nothing unusual happened; things were just as they always are-" he shrugs, "Routine."
'Nothing unusual' he says, 'Routine' he says. Ha! I can't believe it! I can't believe he doesn't see that this is all his fault!
I weakly lift a limb in his direction.
"She's moving!" the vet says.
Grissom immediately leans over.
"What's up, my friend?" he asks, tenderly touching my limb as if we were playing pattie cake.
Actually, I'm giving him the finger, but since I don't have any fingers, the gesture is merely pathetic. I give up.
You see, I'm weak. I haven't eaten much since that awful night, two days ago; I mean, I've tried to get over it, but when I think of what I saw and heard on Thursday night-
Oughh, Gaaaad, here I go again-
"Jesús!" the vet cries out, "I'd never seen a spider puking up!" he looks at Grissom suspiciously, "Are you sure you didn't give her something you shouldn't have?"
"I've only given her the usual food! It can't be that." he shakes his head, truly clueless about my discomfort, "She was fine until Thursday night-"
"What exactly happened that night, Dr. Grissom?"
"Well… I was giving her a pellet of food when a colleague of mine came into my office-"
"Did your colleague give her any food, or touch her at all?"
"No, no! Shedidn't. Nobody has touched her!" he says, looking at me.
Oh, Grissom, nobody has touched me, but you practically smashed my face with that little dinner invitation scene you played right in front of me-
"So, what happened?" urges the vet, "I mean, after your colleague entered your office?"
"Nothing. My colleague said something about wanting to leave the lab, I tried to convince her not to do so, I offered to take her to dinner, and-"
Oh, Gaaad, please Grissom, don't remind me, don't-
"She's throwing up again!" Grissom says, and now he's truly scared.
"My God." The vet utters as he watches me.
"That's exactly what she did that night." Grissom says, "When I saw her puking up, I decided not to take my colleague to dinner, of course. I've been nursing this little fella ever since."
"I'm afraid I'll have to remove her from your care, Dr. Grissom." The vet says sternly, "I'll have to take every morsel of food you have here. There's definitely something wrong going on -"
You bet there is doc, but it's not what you think.
"Look, I don't care if you take everything around here for testing." Grissom says angrily, "Do anything you need to do until she gets well!"
He sounds so sincere and worried, that the vet backs off a little.
"I'm sure it's merely an empacho, Dr. Grissom." He says kindly, "You didn't say so, but I'm sure you gave her one too many crickets-"
Grissom looks truly sad as the vet secures my crystal home in a carrier.
Oh, Grissom.
If I could only explain to you-
If you could see the things that I see…
But humans can't. It's a weakness of them; when they look at one another, they see what their eyes perceive, but also what they want to see, while we don't have that choice. What we see it's what people are. What we see is a faint glow of color that surrounds a person. We can't smell it, but I guess others can. So,we see color, and depending on the person, that color is comforting and visually attractive or not.
For instance, Grissom's glow is a pale blue, very nice by the way. Sara's is a sweet violet, while Catherine's is a fiery orange- and so on, and so on.
Now, take someone like Eckley; his glow has changed over the years. It used to be a garish green, but lately it's turned into a different green, a nauseous green - the color of phlegm. Yeah, gross, isn't it?
Sophia's glow is a pale brown; nothing exactly awful about it you might think, except…
There's green on her too. Greenish smudges show on her now and then, the tell-tale signs that she's been with Eckley. They're friends.
And no friend of Eckley can ever be a true friend of Gil's, right?
I didn't mind, until Thursday night. Sophia was covered in green. AndGrissom couldn't see it.
She said she wanted to leave and he just fell for that lie and uttered that silly dinner invitation
I mean, can a man be this stupid? This blind?
So, I threw up. I didn't do it so he broke up the date, but I'm glad I accomplished that much.
But now the vet is taking me away, and I… I won't be here to protect him anymore.
I have to get well.
I will. I'll be back.
And when I do… beware, Sophia.
Yep, I confess. My reaction was pretty much like that of the spider's.
