This is how the finale really ended. If only in my hopes and dreams. Please read and review.
Some days I really need to keep my mouth shut. I say things to make someone feel better and then people totally take it the wrong way.
Take for instance when Griss and I caught Hodges trying to cover his grey with ink. I said something to the tune of 'some cultures find grey attractive.' I could have added, but not me. I should have said it. Cause next thing I know Griss is looking at me funny and it hit me that he could take it to mean… eew.
Don't get me wrong, Griss isn't completely…horrifying…maybe that's the wrong term. Oh well. Anyway, and I realize that I was chasing him pretty hard a couple of years ago, just begging for a second of his attention like a demented emotionally-dependent shar pai. Just that he isn't for me really.
I now realize that I can't lean on Griss' continuing ignoring of my 'feelings.' When he was ignoring me I could pretend I was in love with him, so I didn't have to feel too bad about not going after Nick, the one I really want. Now he seems to want to be coming after me. Oh man, things have gotten so twisted I don't know which way is up.
After that crazy girdle case, the whole Griss-me-ick thing came to a head. I was in the middle of changing when I heard the doorbell ring. I thought it was Cath so I just threw a robe on and swung the door wide open. Big mistake.
Leaning against the doorframe like a bad impression of an ancient James Dean, was Gil Grissom. My first thought was, 'Hell.' He walked right in, past me like he owned the place. That's when things started getting ridiculous.
He started rambling on to me about death and dying. I turned, closed the door and headed past him towards my bedroom to finish changing. And he followed me! He came right in, flopped down on the bed and kept talking.
I walked into my closet, thankfully it is a walk-in with a lock, and was about to change into, you know, clothes. And then he starts in about how he wants to die of cancer and how he could do all the things he wanted to do before he kicked it.
I checked my watch and realized that I had only fifteen minutes to get dressed and ready to go to a nice restaurant with Cath. Our monthly routine. So I came out of the closet, still in my freaking robe, bent down to his eyelevel, and told him something along the lines of 'I don't want you to die yet.'
I swear I just meant that as my friend (sort-of) and as my boss, he'd cause a lot of bother if he dropped stone dead at that moment. If he was off trouncing around South Africa I'd probably get stuck with his paperwork. And I hate paperwork, let me just tell you.
But of course he smiles and takes it to mean that I'm still shudder in love with him or something. And he kisses me.
I turn into stone at that instant. Then I freak out. "Griss! What the hell!" I jerk upwards, and he crashed face first into the floor. He looked up at me like I was the crazy one! "Get out! Get out of my apartment! NOW!"
He scrambled to his feet, not as quickly as I wanted him too (I guess he really is old), and leaves. I didn't breathe again until he was out of my apartment and I heard my door shut. Then I ran to my bathroom and brushed my teeth. I even gargled with Listerine! Then, shaking my head in disgust, I headed off to put actual clothes on.
When my doorbell rang again fifteen minutes later, I checked the spyhole. Once again I was surprised by who was on my doorstep. I immediately stepped back and pulled open the door.
"Nick?" I asked. "What are you doing here?"
I feel so much better now that I've explained away the last scene of the finale. shudders
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