A/N – Thanks for sticking around, god knows I don't deserve it. By the way I'm back on the graveyard schedule so you can rewire your brains! :) Well Enjoy, and if there is anything you want to see in the story let me know!
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Nick arrived early to work on Monday. He noticed Sara and Grissom's cars there also. He greeted Judy and went on to the locker room. Sara was there putting an outfit in her locker.
"Hello Sara." Nick said with a smile on his face.
Sara hadn't heard him enter and jumped from surprise. "God, you about gave me a heart attack. What are you doing here so early?"
"I had to take Eliza to a friend's house for a sleep over and just came straight here. What are YOU doing here so early?" He asked with a slight laugh
"I'm always here early, you know that." She replied giving him a weird look.
"Yes, I know that. But why?" He asked, they really haven't talked that much at work since they had been dating and they didn't talk about work on their dates so things like these hadn't been covered.
"Because, I … just… I just do." Sara said not quite knowing herself.
"Okay." Nick said accepting that answer. He got ready and started out the door. "See you in the break room." He said over his shoulder while walking through the door.
He walked past Grissom's office and saw Grissom talking on the phone looking distraught. He was always looking distraught, sad, or confused lately. He let it slide however and walked the rest of the way to the break room.
Still no one was there so he started the coffee maker and picked up a new forensic magazine. He was still reading when Sara entered. She sat on the other side of the couch from Nick and started reading a novel; they sat in comfortable silence until the team started to enter.
It was nearly time for shift to start and everyone but Catherine and Grissom were there. Greg and Warrick hadn't noticed because they were playing a videogame and by the looks of it Greg was kicking Warrick's ass.
"Assignments! Catherine said happily as she entered.
"Where's Griss?" Greg asked
"Um he's dealing with something right now; I don't know he wouldn't tell me he just told me to give out assignments." She said quickly. She didn't like to be kept out of the loop. "Okay, So assignments!" she said as she handed out files.
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Eliza paced across her room trying to get up the nerve to call her mother. She wanted to, but she was afraid that her mom wouldn't want to talk to her.
She still hadn't dialed after an hour so she called the one person that would understand. Ring, Ring, Ring. "Hello?" Came from the blond on the other end.
"Izzie! I NEED your help!" She said desperately.
"Why? What's wrong?" She asked frightfully.
"I want to call my mom, but I can't. I'm scared." She wouldn't admit this to ANYONE but Izzie.
"Why? Please Liza, you haven't been totally yourself since she left. Trust me she wants you to call her, I can feel it." Izzie had this way of making everything better. Seriously, you could have four bullet wounds in you abdomen and if she said "it's all right" you'd have no choice but to believe her.
"Thanks Izz." Is all she said, and all Izzie needed.
Ring, Ring, Ri…
"Liza?" the voice on the other end asked desperately.
"Mom?"
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A/N – I know it's short but I wanted to get it in before next chapter because of all the DRAMA. By the way I now have a plan on where the story is going instead of writing on the whim! YAY! THANKS FOR READING AND PLEASE REVIEW. I must admit that part of the reason I wrote so much for Gilmore Girls fanfiction was because I have SOOOOO MANY GREAT REVIEWS! But I love CSI better so I obviously came back.
Luvs,
-EP
