The silver car screeched to a stop in front a building, more precisely the CSI crime lab. Staring out the window at her next assignment, Morgan sighed. There was no way she was going to get out of this one uninjured. Her next assignment was against one of the strongest lycans of her time, plus all of the cops that would be walking around. But she knew what she had to do, and someone wouldn't be walking out of that building alive. She got out of the car and walked toward the crime lab. She was going to get a job there as a lab tech until the time was right for her to eliminate her target. Morgan had changed cloths from her usual black leather to a nice pair of navy blue pants and white shirt. She placed a pair of glasses on her nose and less black eye liner as well. Morgan walked into the building and went strait for the reception desk.
"May I help you" the receptionist asked.
"Yes, I'm here to see Gil Grissom. Will you tell him I am here about the job opening in the laboratory. My name is Morgan LeBlanc" Morgan replied.
The receptionist nodded and picked up the phone to call the supervisor.
"Mr. Grissom, there is a young woman here asking for you about the laboratory position" the lady said.
"Thanks Irene, I'll be right there" Grissom's voice said.
"Hey be right out. You can take a seat over there until he gets here" Irene explained.
Morgan nodded her thanks and went over to one of the very uncomfortable looking plastic chairs. She had only been sitting for a couple of minutes when a man, presumably Grissom called her name. She walked over and shook his hand in greeting.
"Hello, my name is Morgan. I was hoping to get an interview with you about a position here" Morgan said.
"Ok, well lets go to my office and sit" Grissom replied.
Grissom led the way down the hall to his office. When they stepped inside he motioned for her to take a seat. Grissom put on his glasses and opened the file that Morgan had handed him. After looking it over, he turned his attention toward her to ask her some questions.
"Where did you go to school and what were your majors" he asked.
"I went to school at Oxford in England and majored in biochemistry and engineering" Morgan replied.
"Very impressive; I don't think that there will be any problem with hiring you. You just have to get a background check from the sheriff's office and fill out the employee information sheet with you address, allergies and such. You can bring that back tomorrow and you will be able to start then too" Grissom said.
"Thank you sir and goodbye" Morgan shook his hand again.
She left his office and head back out toward the main lobby of the building. Before she left she asked the receptionist where she could find the sheriff's office, but she already knew where it was. She drove to the office and requested her records and was told they would be ready tomorrow morning at 10:30, she thanked the clerk and left. The next morning she returned to get the file and headed to the CSI lab. Morgan walked down the hall to where she remembered Grissom's office was and lightly knocked on the door. Grissom ushered her inside and took the file and information sheet from her. Her shift didn't start for another 2 hours and he didn't have any paperwork to do, so Grissom showed her around the lab and got her familiar with Bobby, Archie, Hodges and the rest of the lab techs. He also showed her to the locker room and pointed to the locker that she would be using. She thanked him and walked out of the building to grab an early dinner before she had to work. At 8:00 she return to the lab and went strait for the meeting room like she was instructed to do. When Morgan walked through the glass door way all the CSIs stopped to look at her.
"Guys I want to introduce you to our newest lab tech. Her name is Morgan LeBlanc and she will be helping in the trace lab. Morgan, this is Sara, Warrick, Greg, Nick, and Catherine." Grissom stated.
Everyone said hello and welcomed her to the lab. After the introductions Morgan was excused to go to the trace lab and help out Hodges. An hour later she thought her head would explode from having to listen to him rambling on about how it was his lab and things were done his way.
"Thank you for that excruciating long speech about how much of a control freak you are" she scoffed.
Hodges snorted and turned back to his microscope. From the doorway she heard the laughter of Nick and Warrick who were delivering some evidence that need to be processed.
"You really have a way with words. Although I have to agree with you on that point" Nick said sharking his head.
Hodges looked up and just glared at the threesome, meanwhile Warrick was snickering behind Nick. After Hodges left the lab for a few minutes Warrick added something to the conversation.
"Listen, do pay attention to him. Nobody can stand him anyway and he is such an ass kisser" he said.
"Don't worry about it, I won't. Now what do have for me to analyze" she smiled.
They handed her a jar full of a half congealed substance. She made a face at the sticky, foul smelling goo but processed it anyway. About a half an hour later she called the two boys to give them the report.
"It's a combination of silicon and oils; in other words, an implant. Or at least it was" Morgan gave them the paper.
"But why is it this consistency" Nick asked.
"Have you ever left hair gel out without the top on? After a few days, the water starts to evaporate and the gel gets all gross and sticky. I'm guessing that this has been exposed to air for at least a week" Morgan answered.
"Alright, hey thanks." they said and walked off.
Half way through her shift she looked up and saw that familiar face, Damian. He was walking through another part of the lab, but it was easy to see him through the glass walls. Morgan ducked under the desk as Damian looked her way. She couldn't let him know that she worked here, because she was just working her to get to him. If he saw her it would blow her cover and things would go strait to hell. Damian just shrugged to himself and continued to walk down the hall. After a moment Morgan got up and was being stared at by Catherine.
"I uh, dropped my pen" she blushed at the embarrassment of being caught.
"Whatever; just get these processed ASAP." Catherine stated.
"Sure thing" Morgan said.
By the time her shift was over it was 8:00am and she was dying for something to eat, or more specifically something to drink. She made her way back to her small apartment she was rent for the duration of her job and grabbed a packet out of the fridge. It was a pint of blood, like the kind they use at the hospital. She cut the corner off and poured it into a glass ten popped it into the microwave. Once it was body temperature she took it out and drank it. Walking slowly upstairs, she stripped herself of her clothing and jumped into bed for a nice long sleep.
