Uses for Gloves & Crayons
Eric was really busy and didn't get the chance to see his daughter while she were at the lab till they were leaving. Word got around fast however and he found out how Ryan Wolfe had chickened out on changing Nevaeh's diaper. Ryan pretty much knew Eric would hear about it quickly. Ryan entered the trace lab and put on his lab coat.
"Hey, Wolfe," Eric said.
"Hi," Ryan replied, starting to eye Eric suspiciously. He was waiting for Eric to say something to him.
After twenty minutes the two were going over a substance found at a scene.
"It has lots of uses," Eric said, "like those latex gloves, for instance. You could use these when treating an injured person, handling food for the public...or changing a baby's wet diaper."
Ryan groaned. "You heard, didn't you?"
"Yep."
"Don't be so smug. When'd you start changing diapers? I bet it took you a while."
"On the contrary, Ryan," Calleigh said, entering the lab. "The man you're talking to changed his child's first diaper in the delivery room and he has been changing plenty ever since. Number one and twos. And it appears you are even scared of a number one. I'm sure the department wouldn't have minded if you took a pair of gloves. I don't think they count them at the end of the day. "
"Yeah, Wolfe," Eric said childishly. "See? She agrees with me!"
Horatio was babysitting his goddaughter in his office. She was scribbling on paper with jumbo crayons Horatio bought for her and kept in his desk drawer. Horatio noticed that she seemed to especially like the colors green and purple.
"You're very good at this. I think you're going to be an artist," Horatio said, kissing Nevaeh's soft hair. She smelled so sweet. "It's pretty cool that mommy and daddy made your room purple. They must have known you'd love it."
Nevaeh smiled, scribbling more with the paper. There was a soft knock on Horatio open office door. It was Tim Speedle.
"How did you get the department to give you a secretary?" He joked, smiling at the girl in his boss's lap.
"Oh, I pulled a few strings," his boss replied. "What'd ya have?"
"The results from the Hicks' case. Thought you might want to take a look."
"Sure. You want to go to Speed for a minute, sweetheart?" He said to Nevaeh.
Speed wasn't all that comfortable around children even the daughter of his best friends'. But it wasn't totally of his league. He was somewhat more comfortable with his friends' baby. He had held the girl a few times and felt much more comfortable doing it now that Nevaeh was older. And oh yeah, normally when he spoke to any child he called them "kid." He didn't do this with Nevaeh, ever. Not just because she were the daughter of two of his best friends but in spite of his discomfort with children Tim couldn't deny how adorable Nevaeh Delko was. He called her "squirt," in an affectionate matter.
"Hey there, squirt," he said. "You're getting big pretty fast, huh?"
Nevaeh smiled at Speed before she gave a really big yawn and rubbed her eyes. She tilted her head in towards Speed's chest. Even he couldn't disagree it wasn't a nice feeling.
"Someone's getting tired," Horatio said, glancing up from the paper.
Eric arrived at Horatio's office moments later to get Nevaeh so the three could go home. He saw Nevaeh in Tim's arms.
"Well, I thought I taught her to have better taste," He quipped.
