Blink of an Eye 1/?
Disclaimer: I own nothing
Rating: possible R
Spoilers: 'Who Shot Sherlock'
Summary: Greg first case as a CSI pulls out more than just his ability to do the job. Greg/Sara.
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Watching the suspect confess right before his eyes made Greg Sanders drop his gaze. Of course he would mess up. He did it the first time and look where that landed him, back at square one. Maybe he should of stayed in DNA or better yet San Francisco. Shaking his head in sorrow he moved from the building.
Stepping into the crime lab, he made a beeline for the locker room, wanting to get out of there quick since his shift was over.
"Hey Greg, Grissom wants to see you." Nick told him breaking from his conversation with Warrick, at the end of the hall.
"Right now, in his office." Warrick added, making him shake his head.
Just great, he may as well start packing his bags now. Stepping into Grissom's office, he shook his head. "Grissom… you wanted to see me." His tone was exacerbated as he watched the older man's chair swivel to face him.
He nearly choked on his tongue seeing the gel man Nick and Warrick were using earlier that day, a sign hanging from its with 'You passed' written across the front.
"Yeah." The team announced coming up from behind. His eyes were wide as he turned, finding the team and Ecklie standing there, smiles on there faces. Sara was the first to embrace him.
"You're amazing. I can't wait for our first case together."
All the breath seemed to leave his body making it hard for him to stand. Catherine remedied that by stepping forward, a glowing smile on her lips as she hugged him. "Well done." She said pressing a kiss to his cheek before stepping back.
He had to step back watching as Ecklie stepped forward. "Congratulation Sanders, good work."
"Thank you." He whispered still not able to believe what was happening.
"Okay gang, we have people to put in jail, shall we?" He watched as no one moved before the assistant director barked. "Come on, come on parties over." Watching the group roll their eyes and move from the room Greg turned to Grissom, shaking his head.
"I don't get it…I got the wrong guy, the wrong manner of death…" He trailed off knowing that there were more but not wanting to voice them.
Shaking his head, Grissom smirked. "I don't expect you to be correct in your interpretations all the time. You collected the evidence and when you found something missing, you went back and found it. That's the job. Congratulations Greg."
"Thank you." He stuttered, turning to look at the team. Seeing them pull out glasses of champagne, he grinned sheepishly to his boss before prancing from the room.
Stepping up to the team he gratefully accepted a glass from Sara. "Great job, man." Warrick told him, patting him on the shoulder
A half an hour the celebration winded down leaving Sara and Greg to themselves. "So…you want to go to breakfast. On me… like I said before."
"Are you sure…I mean your not bored of me yet."
"You kidding Greg, no one could get bored of you."
"Thanks…and sure I'd love to go to breakfast with you."
"Cool." Sara smiled, a blush rising to her cheeks before she abruptly turned saying. "Lets go."
TBC…R&R if you want more…..
A/N: thank you Shorty-Ace for the help on the title