Title: Twenty-Four And A Half
Author Notes: This idea was suggested somewhere on the EFN Forums and I felt the need to write it down. However, I don't think I did it justice, and if you think you can do better, please do.
Warning: This is a slash fic. Nick and Greg are paired together. It is a huge part of the plot, so if you don't like anything of the slashy sort, then please don't read.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. CBS, Mr. Jerry B, and Mr. Anthony Z. own all characters and the shows writers own the scripts. No money is being made of this. Only my ideas are mine and are not used with the idea of harming/offending anyone.
Summary: It's a tough shift for Nick and Greg comes up with the perfect distraction.
Rating: Okay, I'm not so sure how this new rating system works, so.. uh.. K+ or a T. I'll go with T.
Spoilers: None.
Twenty-one.
That was how many times Nick had walked past the DNA lab that night. And each time, Greg had to stop and watch. Thankfully, Nick had walked past whenever he was alone or with Jacqui, who knew about his hidden obsession. One that she claimed was not as well hidden as he would have liked. But every time he digressed. Tonight was no exception, and Jacqui had finally grown annoyed with him, wandering back to her own lab to do work.
Twenty-two.
If Nick didn't stop it soon, Greg wasn't sure what he'd do. Well, that wasn't the truth, as he knew exactly what he'd do. He'd work, patiently waiting for shift to end; he'd glance at Nick under lowered eyelashes, hoping no one noticed the look, and then he'd go home. That was the routine he had become accustomed to for the past few months.
Twenty-three.
Of course, he'd been pining after Nick for a lot longer than a few months. How anyone was able to keep their hands off him, to act as if he were a regular joe, Greg didn't know. But then again, he did it every night. He swore to Jacqui that one of these nights he'd break and end up doing something embarrassing.
Twenty-four.
Greg wondered what case Nick was working on that night, as he hadn't been in to the DNA lab yet that shift. Whichever one it was, it seemed to be affecting Nick more than usual. Over the years the two had known each other, Greg could only remember a handful of times Nick had gotten this way over a case. And each time, he found himself wishing there was some way he could distract the man, if even for a few moments.
Twenty-four and a half.
This time, instead of going on past the lab, like he'd done the past twenty-four times, Nick had stopped a few feet from the door to talk with Sara. The two spoke in hushed tones, or what Greg thought to be hushed tones, before Sara patted Nick on the arm and walked off. About to go back to work, figuring Nick would continue on his way, Greg was surprised to find that Nick was still standing there, running a hand over his tired face.
And what surprised him even more was that he was getting up, heading towards the door. He saw Jacqui in her lab, staring at him, and she still teased him about the determined look on his face. A look he hadn't even realised he'd been wearing.
He had paused at the lab door, trying to sort out his thoughts, when he saw Nick starting to walk off. As if in a daze, separated from his own body, Greg pushed the door open and stalked up to Nick. Reaching the man, he shoved him into one of the labs glass walls, pressing his own body against Nicks. And then Greg lips were on his, the two melting together to form one.
"Wha… What was that for?" asked a stunned Nick, looking at Greg who had begun to disentangle himself from Nick, eyelids half closed.
"You looked like you could use a distraction." His legs were shaking, contrary to the cool demeanor he was putting on. It was then that he realised the silence of the lab and the number of eyes on the pair. Cheeks flaming, Greg muttered a quick, 'Good luck on the case' before making a hasty exit.