Dislaimer: The show CSI isn't mine

Sorry! What I was hoping for was that I'd do a chapter a day, not hard since it's summer vacation. But then the power went out for a whole week and my mom works at home sometimes, so it's a little hard to get on the computer.

Chapter 3: Blush

One last look in the mirror. Even though she hated the saying, she knew that most people lived by it. Appearances mean everything. Her long, black hair hung around her face, bangs uneven. No matter how hard she had combed through her hair always parted naturally like that. Her bright green eyes, the only feature of herself that she admired, gleamed in the light of the sunset. They really stuck out against her pale skin. She wore her favorite red turtleneck shirt, and a pair of black Capri's. Her silver hoop earrings matched the silver necklace that her foster mom gave her. On the whole, she had to admit that she looked way better than usual.

With a smile at herself in the mirror, she grabbed her purse and umbrella. Nobody was in the hall, though outside she could hear some children laughing. Walking over to the window at the end of the hallway, she could see a boy and a girl playing with a sprinkler system, laughing and running away from the water, only returning to see how close they could get before being splashed. Humming to herself, she walked down the stairs and out the door.

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"She's coming today Greg. That means normal...for any other human being."

Grissom was giving him one of his play-by-my-rules looks. He yawned. He couldn't help it. He had gotten the same speech from Grissom when Mia had joined the team. And now he was getting it again.

"There's something else that I wanted to tell you before she arrived. She's my-"

"Uncle Gil!"

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She waved. It seemed he was talking to someone. Almost getting lost on the way, she knew she was just a little late. Then she heard a loud voice of astonishment.

"You have a niece!"
The person her uncle was talking to turned around. And then she blushed.

His blond hair was messy and spiked in so many different directions, but in a way it suited him. His mouth was hung open in surprise, and his hazel eyes stared at her for a moment. Then they snapped back up and turned to Grissom.

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"She's your niece?"

His supervisor raised an eyebrow at him and then got up.

"I won't be able to stay with you two. They just found another body and it might be another murder."

Greg and Gil shared a worried look before Grissom walked out the door, patting his niece's shoulder on the way out. But then Greg turned to look at her again. How could they possibly be related? They looked nothing alike, though he should be thankful for that.

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"May I introduce myself as Greg Sanders, official brain of this place and well-known chick magnet."

He was bowing. Bowing. And then he got up and with an extravagent wave of a hand, grasped my own and kissed it. Other then making me blush till I was red, I noticed that two other women were watching from the door way. This made blush ever harder and as he got up, he winked at me.

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Catherine was trying hard not to laugh. Really trying. It didn't work.

"Greg, what the hell are you doing?"

She said it all, with laughter. Sara hadn't even tried to contain her laugh, but just belt it out, already leaning against the side of the door.

The madly blushing girl turned and gave them a wide eyed stare and a small smile. Greg still hadn't let go of her hand and waved at them, so they both waved.

Catherine laughed all the louder. In a way, she felt sorta sorry for the girl, but she wanted to see what Greg would do.

"What's going on in here?"

Nick had walked behind the two giggling girls to see Greg and a girl holding hands. Immediately she dropped his hand and gave an embarresed shake of her head. Nick pushed past the two females and held out a hand.

"Nick Stokes."

She shook his hand tentatively, as though unsure of how to shake a hand. Behind him Greg was glaring at the two. With a small smirk, he let go reluctantly and pointed to each of the girls.

"That's Catherine Willows. And that's Sara Sidle."

She shook each hand and they apologized for laughing.

"It's just that Greg has never pulled out the cheesyness so thickly. I think he likes you."

The girl gave a nervous laugh and then looked around at everyone.

"I'm Quinn Bailey."

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Why did Nick have to come? Shouldn't he be with Grissom? Greg glared at him. He only smirked in reply and introduced everyone else. This was not going the way he planned. At all.

Yeah, I know it's a little short. And I decided to put in Nick as a little competition. Please review or give me suggestions. It would really help out lol.