Author: Diabolikal Rapture / Britt
Summary: My first CSI fic, I just wanted write a two part ficand have a little funwith an idea. It's Halloween, the team agree to pick costumes out of a hat, costumes that they have to wear to a party on Halloween, regardless of what the costume is. Who gets what?
Disclaimer: I don't own CSI or any of the characters or themes associated with it, etc etc.
Feedback: Always welcome. I'dlove to hear what you think!
Ghouls just wanna have fun
Part One
The team were scattered throughout the break room, each clutching a small piece of torn paper. Greg sat at the table, gently tapping his pencil on the table as he stared out into space, trying to think of the perfect thing to write. He had so many ideas, how could he choose only one? He continued to think, as the pencil tapping progressively grew louder.
"Greg!" Nick exclaimed, gently kicking the leg of Greg's chair.
He snapped out of it, and turned to face his co-worker.
"Sorry," he said, passing him the most innocent smile he could manage, "it's just harder than I thought."
"This was your idea." Catherine said from across the room as she shifted her weight from one leg to the other.
"Yeah man, you wanted to do this. I can't think of a damn thing." Warrick said as he shook his head.
"Lindsey didn't have this much trouble, she had this year's costume chosen before last Halloween even ended...a fairy princess." She smiled as she remembered the small costume she had already bought for her daughter.
"We aren't choosing for ourselves, that's what's so hard about it." Nick observed, almost speaking to only himself.
"Well, what do we want to see each other dressed up as?" Catherine asked as she scanned the room, trying to think of something she'd love to see each of her co-workers dressed as.
"You'd make a beautiful fairy princess Greg." Warrick said with a wry smile.
"You think I'm beautiful?" Greg smiled back, batting his eyelashes.
Nick let out a short laugh as he began to think about it again. What costume would he like to see his friends in? This was still difficult to do. There were thousands of choices, and even then who knew who'd end up with what he had chosen? He passed a quick glance at Sara. A smile formed upon his face as the perfect idea struck him. This was going to be good. He put pen to paper, writing his choice down as quickly as possible, almost as though he was afraid that the thought would escape him. Smug with his choice, he folded the piece of paper and placed it in the small box at the centre of the table.
"Done." He said with a large grin.
Sara frowned.
"What'd you write?" Warrick asked as he fidgeted in his seat. He needed some kind of inspiration.
"Hey man, I'm not telling. You'll just have to wait until Halloween." Nick said as he sat back down. He watched as the others continued to struggle with their choices.
"Yeah, you can't tell anyone else what you wrote, otherwise it kinda kills the surprise." Greg reinforced as he continued to think.
Catherine let out a sigh. She had finally isolated a few ideas, but she couldn't choose between them. She stared at Nick's piece of paper within the box, trying to mentally view what he had written. It was no use. She really wanted to get this out of the way. She mentally noted which she'd most like to see someone dressed up as. She bit her lip, two choices remained but she could only write one. She looked at her watch, they needed to get back to work and her patience was running thin. She randomly picked one and scrawled it down. She crossed the room and placed the paper in the box. She grinned, she was done.
Warrick scratched his head. Now only three of them remained who had to make a decision, not including Grissom.
"Is Grissom in on this?" He asked as he looked at each of his co-workers.
"Well, he knows about it..." Greg trailed off.
"I don't think he's into Halloween," Catherine replied.
"Grissom isn't exactly the trick-or-treating type." Sara added.
"I think he said yes. He didn't actually say it, but he didn't say no either." Greg shrugged. It would've been a change to see Grissom wearing something that didn't exactly suit him.
"Well, good luck to him if he gets mine," Warrick mumbled as he wrote his choice down. Something from his college days...He chuckled to himself as he placed the paper into the box.
Sara stared out of the break room, trying to remember what she had dressed up as on Halloween. She'd never taken part in the holiday, not until college when she first began to party. She remembered the year she dared to be different, to wear something that would draw attention to her instead of causing her to fall into the background. She smiled, that year was awesome. She wrote down her past costume as she calculated the odds in her mind, only two women, four men... She scoffed at herself, she was acting like Grissom. She slotted her piece of paper into the box before patting Greg on the head.
"C'mon Greggo," Nick encouraged him as he began to grow impatient, he wanted to leave the break room and get on with the case he was working on. But something kept him there, he knew that more than likely, if they left anyone alone with the box they would take a peek. That's why they were all present within the room, writing down their choices now so they could choose straight away. But they still needed Grissom.
Almost on cue with Nick's thoughts Grissom left his office and wandered towards the break room.
"I'm glad to see everyone hard at work.." He said as he entered the room.
"Greg's still gotta write down his choice. You gonna join in?" Warrick asked, already knowing what the answer would be. But the answer took him by surprise.
"Yeah, why not." Grissom said as he made his way to the table, taking a piece of paper and the pen from Greg's hand. He wrote down the first thing that came to mind and placed it in the box. He didn't want to participate in their activity, but for some reason unknown to him, he felt propelled to, regardless of what costume he might have to wear. This could be fun...He sighed at his thoughts.
Greg looked up at Grissom in disbelief. He had been sitting there for what seemed like an eternity, just trying to decide what the perfect costume would be for one of his co-workers, and Grissom was able to think of something within a second. Greg started talking to himself, he needed to get his brain in to gear, what did he want them to dress up as? He began to tap the pen again as he looked between Sara and Catherine. He shrugged, this choice would do, and as long as one of the women picked it...He wrote it down and placed the paper within the box.
"Done." He beamed, as he picked up the box and gave it a shake, mixing up the tiny pieces of paper.
"So how do we do this?" Warrick asked.
"Just pick from the box, whatever costume you get, you have to wear. No exceptions." He said with a grin as he thought of the possibility of one of his male co-workers wearing the costume he had chosen.
"Who's first?" Nick asked.
Catherine stepped forward and dipped her hand into the box, retrieving one of the pieces of paper.
"Don't look until everyone's chosen..." Greg said as he gave the box a shake once again.
Nick looked back at Sara, and tilted his head, signaling her to choose next, "Ladies first."
Sara reached in and took out a small piece of paper. She looked down at its shaped, relieved that it wasn't her own. She wasn't really prepared for that costume, not in front of her colleagues that she saw almost every day. She folded her arms as the men chose their pieces of paper. Each of them stood around the table at a safe distance from each other.
Greg looked around the room, making sure everyone had a piece of paper.
"Ok." He said, signaling for them to look at their pieces of paper. He liked being the one in charge for once..."Wait!" He exclaimed before they had a chance to look at the paper, "We can't say what our costumes are, no matter what." He looked around the room once more as they all nodded in agreement.
Each of them carefully unfolded the paper in their hands, revealing to them the costume they would be forced to wear come Halloween. Each of them had individual reactions to their costumes. The room was in a strange silence. Catherine grinned, hers wasn't so bad. She looked at her co-workers.
"God..." Sara muttered to herself, knowing exactly who had chosen that costume. She shook her head, this was worse than what she had written.
Catherine smiled, Sara obviously didn't like what she had picked. Nick was also shaking his head, while Warrick simply nodded before placing the paper in his pocket. She focused on Greg, who shrugged off his costume choice.
"That's it?" He questioned before crumpling up the paper and stashing it in his pocket.
Lastly Catherine turned to Grissom, his face had taken on a new shade, almost a pale white. Her other co-workers filed out of the break room to resume their work. Grissom simply stared down at the paper and squinted. He knew this was a bad idea, but he didn't think it would be this bad.
"How's yours?" Catherine asked him.
He shook his head and mumbled something to himself before leaving the break room. He was not happy. She chuckled to herself, this was going to be fun.