Someone gave me this suggestion after the last story--and I just couldn't resist!
Dedicated to Ines at SentinelAngst (thanks for the idea!)
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Thank you to those who reviewed the previous chapters: Tsuki no Lomelinde, Carol J., Katie, and mctsensitive. I really appreciated it--cookies for all! :)
The little boy eyed the ladies of the Forensic Department with curiosity as the ladies of the Forensic Department eyed him.
Cassie knelt down to his level, "What a cute little baby," she cooed ruffling his hair.
Blair stepped back, indignant--baby? He was four-years-old! He glared at her.
"My aren't we grumpy today," Sam said amused, seeing his glare.
"Well, who wouldn't be living with Jim," Carolyn commented.
Blair turned to her, shocked, "That's not very nice," he said, "I like Jim!"
He glared at all three of them.
They just laughed and took him to the Forensics lab with instructions that he was not to touch anything.
Five minutes later, Blair was bored. He sighed loudly. Then, looking around he realized that no one had heard him so he sighed again--louder this time. Still no one turned around. The Forensic lab, the little boy decided, was a very boring place to be. The ladies of the Forensic Department didn't seem bored, though. He wondered what they were so interested in. He decided to find out.
"Whatcha doing?" he asked Sam, coming up behind her and trying to see what was on top of the counter.
"My job," Sam said, trying to concentrate on carefully putting drops of some kind of liquid into a container.
"Why?" Blair asked.
"Because," Sam said, distracted.
Blair sighed, and then studied the contents of the counter with curiosity. He went to pick up one of the containers and accidentally ended up spilling some of it into another container. He put his hand to his mouth in surprise and quickly backed away from it, remembering that he wasn't supposed to touch anything. But, looking around he realized that no one had noticed. The stuff on the counter, the little boy decided, wasn't very interesting anyway.
He was going to go talk to Carolyn, but she got up and walked out of the room. He didn't really like her anyway, the little boy decided, she had said mean things about Jim. He stuck his tongue out at her retreating back. That left only one more person in the room to talk to. With a huge sigh, as he was in fact very bored, he reluctantly went up to Cassie to see what she was doing.
She had some papers and stuff spread out in front of her and the little boy eyed it with curiosity.
"Whatcha doing?" he asked.
"Trying to figure out how this all fits together,"she murmured. Then, turning to him she smiled widely, "you wouldn't understand it--it's very complicated." She patted his head. Once again, the little boy was indignant--he may be little, he thought, but he wasn't stupid. He opened his mouth to say something, when the phone rang. While Cassie went to answer it; he carefully studied the papers in front of him. He picked one up and moved it. He looked around--no one had noticed. He moved some more. When he was finished, he stepped back to look at his work. Just then, Jim walked in.
"Where you good for the Forensic ladies?" Jim asked.
"Uh huh," Blair nodded, taking his hand.
After they left, Cassie sat back down to look over the papers that she had left sitting on the table. "Huh," she mumbled confused. Then with a shrug, she smiled, "I knew I would figure it out!"
Just then, Sam reached for a container on the counter and poured it to her mixture.
As the little boy and the detective entered the elevator, a small explosion sounded.
"What do you think that was?" Jim asked in surprise.
Blair shrugged, as puzzled as he was. And that was how little Blair spent his first and only afternoon with the ladies of the Forensic Department.
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Who would you like to see little Blair interact with next? Please let me know.