WARNING Authors Note contains spoilers! If you have not seen season 7 cover the bottom of the screen and DO NOT read. Contains what may be depressing spoilers if other episodes of season 7 have not been seen! Do not read and take out of context!
OMG! I got my first review! Thanx The-Goddess-Vampira
I've been getting the chapters out pretty fast cuz I don't like hw and only get like three hours sleep a day, and the ideas have been rolling around in my head since I myself went skiing and could see the CSI crew there!
Anywayzz Chapter 4 is up due to good ideas and not wanting to do homework :)
CHAPTER 3
"GREG! Turn that stuff off NOW!" No one could dissagree with Grissom in the fact that Greg's music was not what they wanted. This late at night, headbanging loud noise would cause no one pleasure.
Except, of coarse, Greg. Although his excitement high had worn off, he now had a coffee high. He was situated in the passenger seat, because he was not trusted to drive, and would not stop talking until he got in the front, were he decided to play the loudest music he could find on the radio. Driving was Nick. In the middle was Catherine and Sara, and in the back was Grissom and Warrick.
"Aww, C'mon guys, it's my turn to pick the music!" Greg whined.
"Greg, that's not considered music."
"And what would you be playing, someone yelling at the top of their lungs in a different language?"
"That would be just fine, thank you," commented Grissom.
"Fine, than what would you guys like to listen to?"
"Anything but this."
"Okay then, at random," Greg said as he mashed some buttons. Finally stopping when Catherine told him to stop unless he wanted to pay for the repairs.
They had landed on a soft rock station. No one was complaining for fear of going back to Greg's music.
The rest of the drive lasted for five more hours while everyone else took turns driving (Minus Greg). Coming to the first decent motel, they stopped for the night.
"Good Morning. How many rooms would you like?" the receptionist asked, looking at the odd group that had just come in through the door.
"Three each with double beds please," asked the one in front. The receptionist kinda liked the peppered hair thing he had going for him.
"I'm sorry sir, but we only have two, and only one of those is a double bed. the other is a queen," she said appologetically.
"We'll take those," he said.
He paid for one night and took the two keys.
Once outside the bidding for the rooms began.
"Okay everyone, who want's what?" Grissom asked.
"I'll take the queen with Sara and Catherine," commented Greg, which earned him two withering glares, two punches, and three manly chuckles.
"Okay, so I guess that the girls get the queen, and the guy's get the double, which means that I get one bed, and you three are left to fight amoungst yourselves."
The girls took one of the keys, got their bags, and headed for their room. Meanwhile, Grissom got out his enormous suitcase, and the three others tried to figure out how to win the bed.
"I think we should do it by height," said Warrick.
"Nay, man, we gotta do it with rock paper scissors," said Nick.
"You guy's both have it wrong, we should do it by who gets all the girls, has the greatest knowledge of DNA, and has the best coffee! Duh!" Nick and Warrick both laughed at Greg's suggestion.
"Good one, man," said Nick as both he and Warrick went to get their bags and headed to their room.
Meanwhile, Grissom made a hurry to get into the room before the others did. When he was there he opened his phoned and speed dailed 1.
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Sara and Catherine were just getting ready for bed when Sara's phone started to ring. Sara gave a small smile to Catherine and answered as Catherine listened to her half of the conversation.
"Hello.. oh hey, watsup?...(giggles) No they aren't...Okay, when?...Okay...You too, bye."
"Welllll. Who was that?" Catherine pried after Sara hung up.
"No one," Sara answered.
"Reeally, because that sounded all too personal to be no one," nudged Catherine.
"Cath, really, drop it."
"I will if you tell me who it was."
"If you're good, I'll tell you later, before we go home." Sara said sounding motherly.
"So it's like that, fine."
Catherine finished getting ready for bed without a word to Sara, and as soon as her head hit the pillow, she was out cold.
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"Hey...Well, the boys are outside deciding how to get the bed, I bet they're going to play thumb war for it...Are too, but I have more important matters. Would you like to go for a walk later?... How about 10. The boys and Catherine should be asleep by then... I'll meet you by Catherine's car. Love you." Grissom hung up his phone just in time as the boys walked into the room.
"So, whose taking the bed?" Grissom asked.
"ME," Nick beamed.
"I lost to the coin toss," mumbled Greg.
"I lost to the thumb war," mumbled Warrick.
This caused their boss to break out into a half smile.
Authors note
A/N: BTW What's with the new guy! Keppler? Eww, what a weirdo, BRING BACK GRISSOM AND OPEN THE BOX ALREADY!!!!!