hey! i want to give a big thank you to every1 who has reviewed so far adn a special thanx to those who had ideas for screennames. in the end i came up with sara's (ovrmydeadbody) and nzdeb came up with grissom's (bugdoc). and of course, my one and only amazing beta drgnqn, who,thanx to my wonderful spelling and grammar skills,has a muchbigger jobthan u think!
and now without further ado...
Ovrmydeadbody: Hey Griss its Sara, here's ur mom…
BugDoc: Thanx
Ovrmydeadbody: Gilbert?
BugDoc: Mom, what happened? R u (Are you) ok?
Ovrmydeadbody: Gil please, Im not stupid. I kno what 'r u' means. I probably IM more than u do!
BugDoc: Sry…plz tell me what happened. Sara said you were pretty upset.
Ovrmydeadbody: There was a fire, something electrical they told me. My whole house and everything in it is gone. But I guess I was just in shock earlier. Really, I have all my photos in fireproof boxes and I have great insurance.
Grissom sighed at the defensive "I'm fine" plea his mother was putting up. He knew his mother was upset and she was just trying to convince Grissom and herself that she was invincible. It sounded so much like a certain leggy brunette Grissom knew.
BugDoc: Mother its ok to be emotional. Really.
Sara, who had excused herself from the room to give Mrs. Grissom some privacy, walked through her living room and selfishly stole a glance at the laptop's screen. She inwardly sighed and shook her head at such a hypocritical statement.
Ovrmydeadbody: Sara has been so kind to me. She is a very sweet girl…
Ovrmydeadbody: Tell me again why u wont ask her out? The way u talk about her, its so obvious how you feel…
BugDoc: MOTHER! Plz! Where is she? Is she in the room with you? What if she reads this! God, why must u do this 2 me!
Ovrmydeadbody: Well, b/c I still hvnt given up on little Grissoms…. and she's in the shower, so answer my question.
'Sara…shower…little Grissoms… STOP GIL!' Grissom physically shook the thoughts out of his head.
BugDoc: Mother its complicated… I'm 2 old, I'm her boss, she deserves more…
Ovrmydeadbody: Oh, you sissy, don't be so scared. Whats the worst she's gonna do? Say no, right? Then u'd deal w/ it.
She doesn't get it! I couldn't handle that. She's the one. She's the only one I've ever really loved. I just know I'd hurt her again and I wouldn't be able to live with myself.
BugDoc: I'd appreciate it if you wouldn't call me, your only son, a "sissy". Its been nice chatting with you mother. I'll call Sara now and have her set u up one of the hotels. We have some great ones here in Vegas. I will be home in a day + a half.
Gil's tone had become slightly angry and sarcastic. How dare she tell him what to do with his nonexistent social life.
Ovrmydeadbody: Gil dear wait! I'm sorry I said those things. Plz don't make me stay in a hotel. I really dont want to. Can't I stay at your home? I won't mess up anything I swear!
BugDoc: I have the only keys. Sorry, but its only one night. I'm sure u can handle it. Don't be so stubborn.
Ovrmydeadbody: Gilbert, please! They don't UNDERSTAND me at hotels! Its not home.
BugDoc: You're overreacting. Good-bye mother, I'm calling Sara now…
A few moments later Giadia Grissom noticed Sara put her cell phone to her ear and leave the room. She was scared. She had never liked hotels because they treated her like an incapable baby and now her son was mad at her, her house was gone, and everything just seemed a little bit overwhelming at the moment. Tears formed in her eyes and slowly spilled down her cheeks.
"Sidle" 'I hope it isn't work…wow, did I really just think that?'
"Um, Sara, it's Grissom.
"Oh, hey. Is everything ok with your mom?" she asked as she walked back out into her living room. She immediately saw Mrs. Grissom crying and rushed over to the woman to wrap a gentle arm around her. "Well, obviously not. What did you say to her Griss? She's crying even harder now!"
Grissom winced. She hadn't been overreacting. Crap. "Well, uh, I, uh...I told her she had to stay at a hotel. She apparently hates them. I was, um, wondering if you could help me out with that. The Belagio. Yeah, the Belagio. It's the cleanest." He realized he was rambling, "So, uh, if you could put it on like your credit card or something I promise I will pay you for it as soon as I get back. I don't think she has any money."
"Sure, sure, but when are you getting back?"
"Day after tomorrow, in the morning. And, uh, I apologize in advance for my mother. She is probably the second most stubborn person I know so I doubt the hotel thing will be easy."
"No problem, Griss," Sara said with a smile, "But, uh, you said the second most stubborn. Who's the first?"
A soft chuckle could be heard over the line, "You."