BR>Hi Everyone! This is my first CSI Fanfic! I hope it's good. When I first thought about it it's like, "Whoa I gotta write this!" so enjoy it. Here is the first Chapter. If you like some Greg/hero/angst, this is it!
A Promise
Greg rubbed his eyes. Ever since he switched to the graveyard shift, he hasn't gotten much sleep recently. The thrill of the graveyard shift was interesting, but really cuts in on your sleep time. He shook himself free of the sleeping feeling and got back to work. Ever since 1:00 in the morning he had been working onthe murder of Jessie Goodhum. She was found strangled to death outside an alley near 4th and Maple. The reason he was working on her this long is because her fringerprints were scrapped off her fingers. It took three hours for CODIS to find a name. Then, for the next two hours he assesed the evidence from the crime scene.
One thing is for sure, he loved being out there like the rest of the guys. Examining the evidence right away instead of sitting in the lab trying to make pencils stick to the ceiling.
He checked over a piece of cloth that was found near the victim at the scene. Barely, he could see a short black hair. Since the vic had blonde hair he asumed it was the killer's hair. He bagged it and sent it of to the DNA lab. He would do it himself but he wants to finish the rest of the evidence and fill out the paperwork to be signed off to the next CSI for the day shift.
The clock struck 8:20A.M as he finished the final pieces of paperwork. He looked up at the clock and shook his head. "Time just catches up to you" he thought to himself. He dropped of his paperwork, He went to his locker, opened it and exchanged out his gear, and placed his gun on the top shelf. As he shut the door he was face to face with Nick Stokes.
"Ah!" He screamed a little. " Hey Greggo!" " Nick, you scared thehell outta me!" "That was the purpose of my evil plan." He said as he gave an evil laugh. " You need to work on that." Greg said as he left the locker room. " Work on what?" He questioned and walked behind him. As he was about to eave Nick yelled out, "Greg!" " Yes, Nick?" He said and turned around. " The reason I came to get ya is because we're down one CSI. Deceided to book a vacation early, so..." " So?" Greg replied. " There's been a murder, some trash guy found a woman tied up in a dumpster. I need you to investigate it with me." " Me? I just clocked out, besides make Warrick go with you." " Can't, remember he's already on another case the Ratskin Murder." " And Catherine?" " Vacation." He thought for a moment. " Please Greggo, it's all I am asking. If you come I promise I won't drink any of your Blue Hawaiian coffee ever again." " Wait! So you're the one.." " Promise?" Greg sighed. " Promise." They both smiled. " I'll wait for you in the car." He took off to the front doors. Greg shook his head as headed back to the locker to get his gear.