Chapter 13: Passing Time

Days turned into weeks, weeks into months, and I was slowly forming a pattern to my life. Work was amazing, I couldn't have asked for a better environment. Nick was like my big brother, always a willing ear and an incredible hugger. Warrick was also like a brother; he always made me laugh and when the three of us were together, we were inseparable. Grissom was like the father I never had. When he learned of my fascination for entomology, he took it upon himself to teach me everything. He was always there to guide me and support me when I had lost my way. Grissom also let me have shared custody of his radiated fetal pig; I had taken it upon myself to name him George.

Hodges had become like an annoying older brother. We were always bickering and calling each other names, but it was all in good fun. Archie was also someone I had grown close to. He taught me a lot about computers and when he found out about my love for Power Rangers, the friendship was pretty much a lifetime guarantee.

Doc Robbins was someone I hadn't expected to grow close to, but I did. He reminded me of my grandfather, whom I only met a few times before he passed away. The man could always make me laugh, and we would spend hours rocking out to old classic music within the depths of the morgue.

Brass was another story. He, like Hodges, developed a love-hate relationship. I was always up his ass about one thing or another, and he would always be the first to reprimand me when I messed up. Nevertheless, I would see a softness within his harsh features every once in a while, which showed me he did care, so I saw him as a uncle- like figure that I was always attempting to outwit.

Catherine was like an older sister, as was Sara. I admired both of them so much, and they were always glad to lend an ear or a hand no matter what the circumstances. I never had any girl friends growing up, so having them kind of made up for all of that.

Lastly, Greg. He was something else. A few weeks after the bus case, he had taken me on that tour of Vegas like he had promised. I had never laughed so much in my life, and I don't think he had either. It was safe to say I had strong feelings for him, and that terrified me. I knew that it was against the rules to engage in a romantic relationship with a colleague, so I pushed them away whenever we worked together and that wasn't easy. Every hug, every smile, every joke would reinforce the thoughts that plagued me when I was alone. I didn't know if I loved him, that was a thought that thoroughly scared the shit out of me, but it was stronger than what I had felt when we were growing up.

My parents had visited me like they had promised; and it didn't end well. Let's just say that it ended up with me screaming at them in the middle of reception, ending the rant with me telling them to get out of my life. Maybe I paraphrased a bit, but let's just say everyone in the lab now knew that I had a very extensive and colorful vocabulary.

Everything was going great… until it wasn't.