OK for a break from the emotionally hard chapters. Here's something a little lighter and GSR related... sorta... enjoy!
Chapter 34- Stranded
Gil stormed into the Las Vegas Crime lab 35 minutes to the end of shift, on a hunt for Catherine Willows.
She was found in Layout room three, looking over evidence with a very pregnant looking CSI.
"You're little 'theory', is wrong." He said, anger and frustration evident in her blue orbs.
Catherine and Alyssa pointed to themselves curious as to which one was in trouble this time.
"Miss. Crane, could you please tell Catherine what happens in a car fight?"
Alyssa looked to Catherine who in turn, rolled her eyes. "Humor him." She shrugged
"Okay, assuming fighting as commenced and the argument has been going on for a while. On some occasions the driver will threaten the passenger… and I quote my mother on this one, 'Get the fuck out of my car.' An-"
"And then what happens?"
"Would you not cut me off please? Thank you." She watched as he huffed. "Then once the idiot has hopped out, which my father always did, the driver will drive for oh… a few blocks maybe 2 miles. Feel utterly guilty that their loved one, their partner or companion is stranded on the side of the road and turn back around to get them-"
"WRONG!" He said loudly causing Catherine and Alyssa to jump. "That doesn't always happen and next time you're going to build such a hypothesis and share it with somebody. Do me a favor, GIVE ME ODDS!" With that as his last word, he stormed out.
Alyssa turned back to Catherine and attempted to contain her laughter.
"I always turned back…"
"Yea my mom always did too…" She cocked her head in confusion.
"Wait!" Catherine placed a firm hand on Alyssa's shoulder "That means his dating somebody." She scrambled off the chair, "Grissom. Grissom!" She took off down the hall way leaving the brunette to shake her head laughing.
Nick walked in with Sara behind him. "What was that about?" He said pointing to the entry and he stood behind her.
"Apparently, Grissom's dating some one…" She shrugged and gave Sara a smirk. "Hey Sara did you and Grissom have a care fight?"
She rolled her eyes and nodded.
"You didn't go back to get him did you?" Alyssa snickered.
"You too, guess he did make it back," She huffed. "It's ridiculous…." She sighed as she began to tell the story.
"Grissom, you can't do everything for me. I need to do things for myself."
"I just don't see why you won't let me paint your room for you or hire someone." He sighed shaking his head.
The two had just left a scene and had started a little argument over Grissom carrying everything for her. The fight had escaladed into a more personal matter, the paining of Sara's bedroom.
"Listen to yourself; you talk like I'm incapable of doing anything. I'm a woman yes, I'm you're girlfriend and I love you yes, But I can do things on my own too you know. I don't need you there at every turn. I love having you in my bed, side my…"
His ears turned red.
"…I just don't constantly need you helping me."
He nodded, "So what you're saying is that you want to sleep with me and you don't want me hovering otherwise."
"What! No!"
"Sure sounded like it…"
"No it didn't." She protested
"Yes it definitely did Sara. You thin the I'm hovering you? Fine I'll back off."
"Grissom! I did not-"
"Yes you did."
"No I-"
"You most def-"
"Stop cutting me-"
"You think that-"
"I said stop cut-"
"How could you say-"
"THAT'S IT! GET OUT!" She spoke loudly, pulling over to the side.
"You-… What?"
"GET OUT, Grissom."
"Of that car?"
"YES. I don't want to argue and if you're not going to talk like a civilized person-"
"You're kidding me?"
"Do I LOOK like I'm kidding you Grissom."
He looked at her flabbergasted, and as stubborn as she was, he knew she wasn't joking. So he did what she asked and hopped out. Won't matter anyways, you'll come back, that's the rule of a car fight.He went over the conversation him and Catherine once had and stepped to the side as she pulled away.
So Grissom waited, and waited… and waited.
About 25 minutes later he started to get worried and called Sara's cell phone.
"I made you get out for a reason."
"You're SUPPOSED to come back."
"Says who?"
"The rules Sara. You know the Car Fight rules!"
"What Car Fight rules?"
"THE Car fight rules Sara!"
"OH WELL I'm sorry. I wasn't aware that there were any Car Fight rules. Next time why don't you so graciously write them down for me, SINCE YOU'RE DO EAGER TO EVERYTHING!" She yelled into the phone and hung up.
After a few profane words about the Lord and some ones mother, Grissom decided to call a cab.
Alyssa covered her mouth to stifle her laugh but was unsuccessful. "I'm sorry. I don't mean to laugh. It's just funny."
Nick nodded in an agreement, an amused smile across his face. "That's kid of a universal rule, Sara. Like don't bother us if we're lost and no sex during the game."
"What!" came out in unison from the two women in the room.
"Nick if you're lost. I'm going to tell you that you're lost and you're going to ask for directions, or you'll be the one calling a cab." Alyssa rolled her eyes. "And you've already broken the game rule."
"Yea but I was taping it."
"Jerk." She mumbled and went back to her evidence.
"I better go find Grissom." Sara sighed and turned to leave.
"When you find him, tell Catherine, 'cuz I know she's pestering him about you, to get back here, please."
Sara nodded and walked out in the same direction as Grissom and Catherine.
Nick leaned in close. "Would you really kick me out of the car and not come back."
She narrowed her eyes and pointed to her stomach. "You bet. Probably more so now, then after the baby's birth."
"Speaking of that, you and I need to have dialogue later." He kissed her forehead and walked out.
"Dialogue?"
"A talk," he called from the hallway.
"Great…" She sighed and went back to her work.
TBC...