Disclaimer: I do not and will never own CSI. Although…if you ever see Billy up for grabs…e-mail me. The only thing I own is Andrew.
CSI Lab.
Grissom was working on paperwork in his office when his thoughts drifted elsewhere. He started thinking about Sara, but he quickly shook those thoughts from his head and looked at his watch. It was almost time for shift to start. He finished the file he was working on and gathered up the assignments for the night.
On his way to the break room he heard laughter. He quickly finished his journey and saw Sara laughing at something Greg said. He got jealous. Very jealous. But then he remembered that Sara wasn't his. He didn't have the right to be jealous.
"Ok everyone, we have a slow night tonight. Greg, Sofia, you have a 419 at the Mirage. Sara, you and I have paperwork."
"Ugh, you have got to be kidding me!"
"Unfortunately…no." Grissom said.
Greg and Sofia filed out and headed to their crime scene.
CSI Lobby
"Hi. I'm looking for Gil Grissom?" The man said.
"Who are you may I ask?" Judy asked.
"I'm a friend."
"Okay one second. Let me call him and tell him you're here. What's your name?"
"Andrew Grissom, but will you please not tell him my name?"
"Umm…okay." She picked up the phone. "Dr. Grissom?"
"Yes?"
"There's a man out here looking for you."
"Ok. Send him to my office." They both hung up.
"He says you can go on in. Go straight down that hallway," she pointed, "And then take a left. Go straight down that hallway and his office is right at the end of the hall."
"Thank you." He smiled.
Grissom's Office
"Who was that?' Sara asked.
"Judy, someone is here looking for me apparently. I told her to send him on in."
Right as Grissom finished his sentence a man knocked on the doorframe. Sara looked behind her and looked at the man standing at the doorway. He had beautiful blue eyes, dark brown hair just starting to turn grey, and had a stocky build. She noticed the resemblance immediately and figured that they would want some time alone. "Griss, I'm gonna take a break."
"Okay." He took his gaze off the mysterious man and looked into Sara's eyes. Then, when he saw that she was looking into his eyes he quickly looked back to the man standing at his doorway patiently. Sara slipped out quickly.
"Come in."
Andrew walked up to the desk and stuck his hand out, "Andrew Grissom," he said looking into Grissom's eyes that just widened considerably.
"Gil Grissom." He returned the handshake. "Have a seat." Grissom said as he walked over to the door and shut it. Andrew did. Grissom walked back around behind his desk and sat down too. "Umm…I'm going to go out on a limb here and guess that you're my brother. My dad - or should I say our dad - probably knocked up some woman. No offense."
"Actually, your right. Then, he was in my life for about 5 years and up and left."
"So…um…what brought you here?"
"I was thinking about moving to Vegas and then I remembered I've heard that you work for the Las Vegas Crime Lab. I thought…since I'm living here now…that I would come and meet you."
Grissom nodded. "Um…this isn't a really good place to talk. Maybe we should meet up for coffee after my shift?"
"Okay, sounds good."
"Okay. There's a diner just down the block from here that has pretty good coffee. Want to meet there?"
"Sure. Sounds good. See you then." Andrew stood up and put his hand out again. Grissom stood up too. "Nice to meet you."
"You too."
