Quiet Nights
Author: Daniela
Fandom: CSI: Crime Scene Investigation
Pairing: None
Rating: PG
Category: Angst, Romance, Grissomīs POV
Series/Sequel: Breaking the Ice
Disclaimer: I donīt own them but I love them dearly.
Summary: Grissom muses about Greg
Warnings: Spoilers for "Play with fire" and the 3. Season, Pre - Slash
Feedback: Yes, please. Itīs the icing on my cake.
Email: daniforblue@yahoo.de
Released: July 2003
Beta: Isha
Grissom strode through the lab and saw everyone was working. Everything was running smoothly, but nevertheless he didnīt feel satisfied. Someone was missing.
Greg wasnīt here.
No Greg, who usually enlivened this silence and spread good mood. Who often jumped in his way, eager to show the test results. Who joked around and made him smile. Well, at least on the inside.
Grissom had never understood where Gregīs devotedness actually came from. He had always treated Greg in a reserved manner. Hardly ever had he said a nice word to him. But even when he was suppressed or completely ignored, Greg was always delighted to make a presentation. Grissom remembered how often he had taken the results and disappeared as fast as he had showed up. But Greg remained delighted to see him.
Now he felt guilty about it. Greg was still in the hospital to recover from his injuries from the labīs explosion. He surely didnīt deserve this. He was a good boy and had always been a good chemist. Someone who did very good work for the lab. Even that time he had infected Greg with the mildew he had quickly forgiven him. He had realized how wrong his behavior had been and he had been ashamed of himself. He would never treat Greg so disrespectfully again.
I miss him. I miss his cheerfulness and also his devotion.
How long was Greg already gone? It had to be over a week now. No one knew how long he would stay in the hospital or in rehab. What if he didn't want to come back at all? Maybe he didnīt want to work in the lab anymore because of what had happened to him. Grissom didnīt like the thought of that.
Hodgesī sarcastic voice tore him out of his thoughts. "When will Sanders be back?"
"What?"
"I asked when will Sanders be back. I have a lot of work on my hands. I could use some help."
"How am I supposed to know? Iīm not his doctor."
Hodges smirked. "I thought you would know because Sanders is your number one lab boy."
"I really donīt know what youīre talking about."
"Sanders is always welcomed by you to show test results, but not me. Or anyone else of us lab people."
Grissom glared at him. "Weīre done here. Go back to work."
Hodges obeyed with a sneer.
Grissom sighed. Hodges allusions made him nervous. He had to be careful. Very careful. Especially once Greg was around again. Concurrently, he hoped with all his heart to have Greg back soon. Surely, he would never communicate such a desire to the other CSIīs, nor to Greg. He could imagine what would go on here in the lab if they knew how much he cared about the young chemist. He must be really out of his mind to even think about the possibility of getting it on with Greg. Grissom allowed himself a few seconds of drifting in pleasant daydreams but he then snapped out of it. He continued walking through the lab. No one disturbed the silence with music. No one called his name. No one made him smile.
I miss him.
