Okay so next chapter we're going to get into a lot more case stuff for a few chapters. I'm sorry we haven't had much forensics yet, but it's coming. I just had a lot of setup and stuff to do first. Anyway, I had a really interesting and kind of exciting theory on Liz. I'd love to hear some more if you have them!
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Half Past Now
Greg didn't bother going back home to get some sleep. There wasn't any point in him wasting the time, he knew that his argument with Liz would keep him up anyway. Again he couldn't understand what had happened that would change her mood from being so open to being so violently unreceptive. In all the time he'd known her he'd never known her to be that way. She'd always been the type to take things too seriously and had a notoriously short fuse, but he'd never been on the receiving end of her temper before and part of him thought nobody had it this bad.
Granted their friendship had suffered an eleven year hiatus with the exception of their brief reunion at her wedding. But still, a part of him felt as close with her as he'd always been—though perhaps in a different way. She was a totally different person now. A stranger with a familiar face and nothing more.
He made his way to In N Out burger, ordered his usual meal, the number 12, and ate it while sitting in his car in the parking lot. It was a picnic of sorts for him, the only style he ever had anymore. Sometimes he'd do it with Nick though the tradition had started with Warrick years before. He would sit in his car, or with his companion in his car, and eat a meal while talking, or not, about anything. They usually people watched. They would watch as people came and went to the supermarket that shared a parking lot with that particular In N Out, and decide what their stories truly were.
Greg watched this time as a mother made her way into the with a tiny child in a car seat tucked under her arm. He decided that she was a single mother by the name of Sarah the baby was her first child, a son, who she'd become pregnant accidentally while having a fling with her roommate's boyfriend. Nobody but she knew who the real father was.
Once he popped the last of his fries into his mouth he decided there wasn't much else he could do with the rest of his day, so he resolved to go into work early. At this point he would only be there about an hour before Catherine arrived and probably only ninety minutes before the rest of the team rolled in. It would give him the chance to look over some more of the evidence from Marty's case and perhaps to give himself a jump start with one of the ones coming in.
He made his way to the trace lab, a lab he knew his way around almost as well as the DNA lab, and found the information that had been logged in about Marty's case. He read over Hodges' notes briefly and realized that most of the tests hadn't been completed yet. He considered starting some of the simpler tests himself to get them out of the way. Mostly, he wanted to know what the pills were that had been removed from Marty's mouth. Something told him they were significant to solving the case. They did directly imply murder.
If he started the test now though, he'd have to finish them and he wasn't sure that Catherine would be willing to give him the time to finish when she got in. Instead he made his way to the office he shared with Riley and Nick and started on a few files he needed to close out before they could go to court. There was one that was a rushed case and he was going to have to finish it that night, anyway. But the whole time he worked he couldn't help but think and worry about Liz and her kids.
Why was she so crazy and then so not? What were they going to do now? How would they survive without the primary breadwinner? And, would Liz ever calm down and let him help? Why was it that every time her kids came up in conversation she went all crazy? He was starting to think he didn't know her at all anymore.