So, I decided not to show the interrogation, or them actually meeting Brass, but they will talk about meeting him. So here is chapter 4.
Gil Grissom sat on the bench outside the interrogation room, reading over the case file and occasionally checking the evidence in the box sitting open beside him. 'Greg should be back by now. I sent him to get the interns 5 minutes ago.'
"Grissom." He looked up to see Greg standing before him with four young women. He rose to his feet as Greg began introducing them. "This is Soleil Valentine, Maxine Anderson but she goes by Max, Andrea Smith, and Ella Terbot." Grissom shook their hands as each was introduced and stepped forward. "This is Dr. Gilbert Grissom, he'll be your boss while you're here."
"Nice to meet you. I apologize for keeping you from getting settled in, but I need Greg here for this."
"Thats alright." The girl who had been introduced as Soleil spoke up. "We're happy to watch this, if you approve, I guess."
"Certainly, thats why I sent Greg to get you." Grissom smiled and replaced the lid on the evidence box. He checked his watch, and pointed at one half of the interrogation room. "You four will watch from in there. Brass should be bringing in the suspect anytime now."
The interns trooped into the viewing portion of the interrogation room and Greg turned to Grissom. "This is going to be an interesting eight weeks. Those four are crazy."
"They seemed alright to me."
"You didn't ride in a car with them. Max practically talked my ear off." Greg looked down the hall towards the entrance. "Here comes Brass with our perp."
"Good, lets get this guy." Grissom smiled and then followed Detective Brass into the main portion of the interrogation room.
Shortly After the Interrogation
"That was pretty cool. Especially when Dr. Grissom just pulled the evidence out and figuratively slapped him with it. Man, I am exhausted."
"Funny you should claim that, Max, when you are the only one who seems to have any energy." Andrea glared at her friend, eyes almost crossed in exhaustion, as if wishing she would drop down asleep as they walked out to Greg's denali.
"Is Captain Brass always such a stick-in-the-mud? I mean, he was so serious when Dr. Grissom introduced him. He seemed rather, stiff." Ella glanced questioningly at Greg, "Or is he one of those people who don't act like they normally would around new acquaintances?"
"Yeah, he was just trying to scare you a bit." Greg grinned and looked thoughtful for a moment. "Though I would tend to agree with him about being careful when Griss wants you to help him with an experiment. I speak from experience here, I'm sure the rest of the CSI's agree."
"Well that's a good thing to know." Soleil yawned hugely, covering her mouth with the back of her hand. "Do we get to go get some sleep now?"
"Yeah, Griss told me to get you to the apartment. I'll probably be in charge of your transportation while you're here. My apartment isn't too far from the one you'll be staying at." Greg unlocked the denali and everyone piled in, eager to get settled into the apartment.
This time the ride was mostly quiet, as Andrea and Soleil dozed in the backseat, Max and Ella kept awake enough to talk some with Greg. When they arrived at the apartment, Max prodded Soleil awake, and Ella poked Andrea, which caused her to yelp and sit bolt upright.
"What was that for?"
"We're at the apartment, We need to get our stuff inside." Ella gave her 'twin' a pointed look, and walked to the back of the SUV. Each girl grabbed her bag as Greg hauled it out of the back, and waited for Greg to lead them to the apartment.
"Catherine got this apartment, she said she dropped by yesterday to make sure everything was in order." Greg lead them up a flight of stairs, following directions scribbled on a sheet of paper, walking along the balcony, checking the numbers on the doors, finally stopping in front of one of the doors. "263, this is it." He pulled a key from his pocket, pushed it into the lock and opened the door. "Lets see, four bedrooms, two baths, four keys, and a kitchen/dining/living room." Greg pulled the key from the lock and set it with three exactly like it on the counter as he read through a list also written on the paper.
The four girls dropped their suitcases by the table and fanned out to see the apartment. Greg watched as each claimed a room, returning to her suitcase and wheeling it into the room or dropping it at the door, and was startled when his phone rang. He pulled it from the clip and checked the caller ID: Willows. He chuckled and answered the call. "Hello, Catherine. And what caused you to call me so early in the morning?"
"Gregory Sanders, Do not patronize me!" Greg pulled the phone slightly away from his ear. "I know I gave you explicit instructions to call me when you got the interns to the apartment. Their plane got in over two HOURS ago. Did you even go and pick them up?"
"Calm down Cath, Grissom called me back to the lab because he found something major on our case, and he wanted me to go in with him for the interrogation. I told him I had the interns, and we were almost to the apartment, but he insisted I go in."
"Oh." Greg grinned as the interns returned to the dining room area and sat down around the table, watching Greg with varying degrees of amusement and curiosity. Greg pressed a button on the phone and Catherine's voice rang through the room. "Well are you at the apartment now?"
"Yep, we got here... oh... a minute before you called." Greg's grin stretched wider as he signaled for the girls to keep quiet. "I believe they just chose their rooms."
"Greg, did you put me on speakerphone?" Greg's Cheshire cat smile faltered for a moment. "The sound from your end just changed."
"Nope. Anyway, why did you call?" Greg carefully composed himself to keep his amusement from being evident in his voice.
"I just wanted to make sure that the interns got settled in alright."
"Yeah, I think everything is just fine. Do you want to ask them yourself?" He grinned as the interns tried to stifle their laughter.
"In a minute. I need to know if I left a copy of the shift schedule there for them. It would be stuck on the fridge or under the keys." There was a brief pause as Greg turned and looked at the fridge. "Are you sure I'm not on speakerphone?"
"It's not under the keys, yeah, it's on the fridge. And no, you aren't on speaker." His eyebrows moved upwards as Max nearly lost to her giggles.
"What was that? It sounded like someone talking for a minute."
"Well, I am still at the apartment. Of course these kids are talking."
"Greg, I'm on speaker, aren't I." It was a statement, and all four girls burst out laughing at the crestfallen expression on Greg's face. "You might have been able to fool Nicky with that, but not me."
"Yeah, yeah. I can still try."
"Next time, don't try, just leave it alone." There was a hint of laughter in Catherine's voice. "So, are you going to introduce me to the interns?"
"Cath, this is Ella Terbot, Max Anderson, Andrea Smith, and Soleil Valentine. Ladies," There was barely contained laughter from the phone and from the four girls, "This is Catherine Willows, CSI 3 and Grissom's second-in-command."
"I'm sure I'll get the chance to meet you Monday. I was hoping to be the one to pick you up from the airport, but I had to get home. Oh, and there is a contact list on the back of the timesheet. If you four have an urgent question, feel free to call. I've got to get going now. I'll see you all Monday." The call ended and Greg made a small face at the phone.
"Well, that was highly entertaining, but being on a plane for several hours is not conducive to arriving rested and ready to go." Max grinned sheepishly. "I have to admit that even I'M tired. We should get to bed if we're going to be ready for night shift Monday."
"Agreed. Caffeine can only take a person so far. We can unpack tomorrow night, and be ready for Monday." Ella let her eyes cross as she spoke. "Thanks for picking us up and dropping us off here. I guess we'll see you in two days."
"Yeah, I'm going to get home and get some sleep myself, I'll come by around 7:30PM Monday to take you to the lab." Greg walked out the door, pausing to throw one last comment at the group: "Don't forget to lock the door!"
Again, I got to listen to "Who Are You" and again, it made me SOOO happy!! YAY!!
Ella: peeks around door Is it okay if we come out now?
Blue: Glares We? Who is this 'we' you speak of?
Ella: Um, me and Max, and Soleil, and Andrea. We want to talk to people.
Blue: lifts eyebrow sceptically Ya'll talk to me all the time. Do I not count as 'people' now? AND FIX YOUR GRAMMAR!!
Max: Of course you're people. We want to talk to the reviewers though. looks at reviewers OMG THANX!!
Blue: What is this, attack of the muses day? What do you kids think you are doing outside the story?
Soleil: Oh, come on, Blue, you keep us cooped up all day in the story, do you think we won't get restless?
Ella: At least let us out for a little bit!
Max: Besides, Ella's been working on that bit further on. You can't blame her for getting bored with it. You don't even have the context for it.
Blue: Well, if ya'll would actually work with me, I could post faster, and you would have things to do in the story, and the 'bit further on' would make sense to you. SO... Get back in the story where you BELONG!!
Andrea: But it's BORING right now. At least let us explode something.
Blue: Completely serious face NO. There will be no explosions. And besides, ya'll should be dead exhausted. You HAVE been awake for, oh seventeen HOURS!!
Soleil: Hey, that's Max's fault. SHE'S the one who didn't pack until the last minute. I'm still annoyed that she made us help her out. turns to Max You should have been packed long before our flight left.
Andrea: I either want to go to sleep right now, or explode something, right now, it looks like sleep is the best bet, so Max, DON'T EVEN START. I WILL rip you to shreds.
Blue: Looks helplessly at readers. Please review, so that I can put these goons to work replying to reviews.
Ella: All reviews accepted.
Max: Even flames. Which will be laughed at.
Soleil: Constructive flame will be used to make Blue her Grits. So she can live and work on the story more.
Andrea: And no, Blue still doesn't own CSI,
Blue: Although I wish I did
Andrea: glares And so she has no moneys to be sued for. So don't.