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She looked down at her purple Converse as if to be asking them if she should be doing this.
'Deep breaths, Lorena, deep breaths.' She told herself.She took one long gasp of air before she stepped inside the Las Vegas crime lab. The tall brunette looked around like a confused child. Walking towards the front desk she thought to herself 'No turning back, this is it.' As she got closer she thought of the words she could say.
"Hello. Can I help you?" asked the perky receptionist
"Hi. Yeah, um, I am here to see Gil Grissom." Said the girl.
"Oh, well he's out in the field right now, but if you wait he will be back shortly."
"Oh, okay." she said in short breaths. She felt like she was going to pass out.
'I need a drink of water.' she thought to herself. The girl decided she would wander until she found it. Walking through the halls, she couldn't help thinking why someone would want to do this kind of job. Being a CSI and all, it's all death and people on the worst day of their lives. Who would want to deal with all that depressing stuff? All of a sudden her shoe became lose. The girl bent down to re-tie it.
"Stupid shoe always coming untied." she grumbled to herself. Suddenly she felt someone's shoe and then a leg…all of a sudden she saw a body flying over her. She had tripped someone. Papers went flying everywhere. All she could do was stay in her crouching position staring at the man she had tripped and watched the paper fly everywhere. 'Good Job.' she thought. The man started to get up.
"I am so sorry!" she squeaked (she always squeaked when she was embarrassed.) She grabbed his arm and helped him up. "Are you okay?" she asked the man.
"Yeah, I'm fine" said the man, not even looking up. He looked around and sighed, "Oh great."
"Again I am so sorry" the girl said.
The man looked up to see a beautiful girl staring back at him. He had never seen her before. She had light brown, straight hair and was pretty tall. She had big blue eyes that looked like the ocean and her skin kissed by the sun. The girl started to crouch down and pick up the papers. He also bent down to help.
"By the way," said the man "I'm Greg Sanders."
"Hi," said the woman to Greg, "I'm Lorena." she didn't say her last name.
They had finished picking up the papers when Greg noticed Lorena's knapsack had a license plate from California on it.
"I like your plate." Greg stated, "I was born in California."
"Really?" said Lorena "So was I. What part?"
"Santa Gabriel, man was it beautiful there. I loved to surf there when I was younger."
"I'm from San Francisco. We don't have the beaches, but I did love to Boogie board in Santa Cruz."
After they had talked for a while, Lorena realized she really liked this guy. He was really cute and had such a cool sounding voice. It was like he was happy all the time. He had the cutest smile too. She wanted to talk to him longer, but then she heard the receptionist.
"Miss, oh Miss, Mr. Grissom is here, you can see him now."
Her heart was in her throat.
"I have to go. It was nice meeting you Greg and again I am really sorry that I tripped you."
"It was my pleasure and you can trip me anytime you want Lorena."
She blushed. Then she realized what she was here for. Lorena was her to see Gil; she had some news to inform him of. She had no idea how she was going to tell him this though. She walked up to Grissom's door and saw a woman with brown hair, not unlike herself, talking to him.
"Get those tapes to Archie, maybe he could find something" said Gil.
Lorena had been waiting so many years to hear that voice. The voice of Gil Grissom. It was a voice she had never heard before and yet it seemed so familiar.
"Okay, I think I might go back to the scene later." said a woman.
The woman left his office, barely even looking at Lorena.
"Excuse me, are you Gil Grissom?" She asked. 'What a stupid question of course he is Gil Grissom.' She thought to herself.
"Yes, may I help you?" asked the man.
"Yes," Lorena said as she sat down "I was wondering if you could answer a question for me."
"What's the question?"
"Is this you?" Lorena said as she pulled out a picture of a man and a woman holding on to each other lovingly.
Gil looked at the picture speechless. He knew those two people that were smiling wide for the camera. It was him and his college sweetheart Gabriela Flor. They had gotten that picture taken when they went to Mexico on their very first vacation together. Grissom had loved her very much, but after awhile became so caught up in his work he had to break it off. The night they broke up, Gabriela said she had something to tell him, but he left in such a rush he never did find out what was so important.
"Where did you get this?" Gil asked apprehensively.
"My mother."
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