-1Disclaimer: I own all the season disks, but I DO NOT own CSI. After a while, you should realize this.
Story: 'My Bonnie Lies Over the Ocean'
Author: miXtape romaNCE x3
Chapter 2:
It had been a week since Frankie Miller had joined the Miami DADE police force, and no one was complaining. Frankie was a persistent worker, and she paid attention to detail, picked up things others missed. Best of all, she wasn't cocky about it. When she found something you left behind, she just said, 'Oh, I found something!' She didn't go, "Haha. I found something you missed.'
Those were only a few of the things Ryan Wolfe loved about Frankie. The minute Ryan started talking to her, he felt… something. As corny as that sounds, he did. It wasn't just a physical attraction, something about her was mesmerizing Ryan, and that scared him a bit. Frankie kept his attention better than most, and he felt like he could do anything around her, and she'd never judge him for it.
"Hey Ryan, anything new?"
Ryan looked up from the computer he was looking at, and shook his head, "Nope, not yet. I'll keep you informed, though. Promise."
"Surrrreee. I'll just stay here and make sure you keep your promise, Wolfe!"
Ryan smiled and Frankie crossed the distance between the nearest chair and the doorway, sitting down. Frankie laid her hand of his arm, leaning over to see what he was looking at on the computer, and Ryan felt chills run up his spine. 'How can she do this to me?' Ryan asked himself.
"All we know so far is he's a copy-cat killer," Ryan said, gaining Frankie's attention again.
"What makes you think that?"
"Well, the person who made bombs this exact way died in prison three years ago."
"Ooohh," Frankie mumbled, pulling up the case file of the previous bombings.
The door to the room opened again, and Eric Delko slipped in, Calleigh following close behind. The two were smiling sheepishly, and stealing glances at each other, in turn they received funny looks from Frankie and Ryan.
"What's going on?" Frankie asked, but Ryan had already figured it out. It was obvious, it had been so obvious…
"When and where? How?" Ryan asked, smiling wider by the second, fueled by the embarrassed looks on Eric's and Calleigh's face, and the one of bewilderment on Frankie's.
"Last night," Calleigh said, giggling nervously, "We went out for a beer after work, and it just… happened."
"What happened? Ryan! Tell me!"
Ryan laughed at the desperation in Frankie's voice.
"We hooked up, dimwit!" Eric said.
"Oh, yeah, I knew that." Frankie mumbled, embarrassed at her lack of knowledge.
"Suuureeeee, Frankie. You're cute, but you obviously lack smarts." Ryan drawled sarcastically.
Frankie gasped, at a loss for a comeback, and stalked out of the room, mumbling under her breath about how she "wasn't here as long as everyone else" and "how was she supposed to know".
Calleigh glared at Ryan, who got up from the leather chair.
"Don't look at me like that, Calleigh. Fine, I'll go say sorry."
Eric waited for Ryan to leave the room before speaking, "Those two are going to happen."
Calleigh smiled and looked back, Ryan and Frankie were fighting now, "You think? I mean, they already fight like an old married couple."
Eric laughed and kissed the top of Calleigh's head, leaving the room. Calleigh followed behind him, and grabbed Frankie just as Ryan was pulled away by Eric.
A/N: This chapter was full of fluffffffff! It was fun to write, really, only took me like..10 minutes, but I think it turned out okay, I mean, yeah. I'm going to start the next chapter 2 days after this one ends, just so you can see how the whole office slowly progresses along, and yeah. I'm trying to fit in some crime stuff, but, I know next to nothing about crime scene/crime investigation stuff, and what I know I learned from the shows, but I'm trying! I swearrrrrrr! 333. Review if you wish, but just so you know, they make me smile.
