Chapter Two
Disclaimer: CSI own I not/Thursday night is a lovely spot/to spend your time watching/the bad guys all a 'cussing/when the CSI team gets them caught!
A/N: Heh. Long time, no chapter. Bad me.
Grissom had looked on Ebay, he had looked at Pawn Shops, hell, he had even looked under the cushions of his couch. There was no way that he was going to find a penny from ever year of the millennium. It just could not be done.
"So…" Greg said. "Give up?"
Grissom sighed, "How much are those sets again?"
"Only $5.99." Greg replied.
Grissom sighed again. It should have been EASY! There were only five years in the new millennium! How could he have not found five stinking pennies! 1994 was a good year if you were looking, 2004 was a good year, but you just couldn't get five stinking pennies! Grissom took out his wallet and handed Greg a ten. "Here, I hope you can make change."
Greg smiled and handed Grissom his five new millennium pennies and four ones.
His next intended target, was Nick.