Greg's Song
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Category:
CSI › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
2
Views:
3,639
Reviews:
4
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own CSI, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Epilogue
When Nick had woken up, he knew a total of four things.
#1 : Greg was the best fuck he had ever had.
#2: He was off work tonight so he could lounge around all day.
#3: Greg wasn't there because the young lab tech DID work (which kinda upset Nick but oh well). &
#4: He was hungry......After lying there in afterglow of the night before he knew he had to get up and eat. He craved pan cakes. As he tumbled Naked towards his kitchen he noted with a grin, the only piece of clothing Greg seemed to have forgotten from the night before - his South Park boxers - black with about 2 dozen dead Kenny's. Awwww he never thought a cartoon corpse could ever be that appealing.
----------------- In The Lab ------------------------
Warrick was sitting contently in the break room listen to Sarah talk about - something. I don't know, he wasn't at all into it, his mind was still trying to cope with last night. He had known about Nick's infatuation with Greg - and was proud Nick was able to do that and carry Greg away infront of all those people, but - DEAR GOD IT WAS HYSTERICAL! He was still trying not to laugh. He looked up still stiffling giggles when Sarah had announced she was heading out on a solo case, and Grissom had walked in with a request he and Catherine head down to a local bar called the Rits on a DB.
Warrick had taken the case and examined it lightly but before he could slip past Grissom he was stopped.
"I heard from Sarah everyone went out last night?" Warrick nodded.
"Yeah, just a couple drinks, we called you but we got your machine." Grissom nodded.
"I know, I was indulging in my latest read and putting my feet up, but thats not what I'm asking about." Warrick raised an eye brow.
"I just ran into Greg coming into the lab." Uh oh...
"and I couldn't seem to come up with a reason as to why he was walking so funny." Warrick instead of giving a straigt answer smiled, no longer containing any laughter.
"well - ..Griss...I'm not sure I should be uh - telling you this...but uh...." He stopped. Grissom raised a brow.
"but what?" Warrick shrugged.
"Ask Nick." and without another word Warrick began whistling and walked away off to find Catherine.
Grissom stood there dumbfounded for a minute - of course he had "superman brain" so it only took a moment for Warrick's answer to click.
"Ohhhhhhhh......." was all he said as he looked back towards the lab. Young Greg waddling awkwardly between lab tables.
"I knew the karaoke plan would work" he mumbled lightly.
"now I can return that mask...."
End.
#1 : Greg was the best fuck he had ever had.
#2: He was off work tonight so he could lounge around all day.
#3: Greg wasn't there because the young lab tech DID work (which kinda upset Nick but oh well). &
#4: He was hungry......After lying there in afterglow of the night before he knew he had to get up and eat. He craved pan cakes. As he tumbled Naked towards his kitchen he noted with a grin, the only piece of clothing Greg seemed to have forgotten from the night before - his South Park boxers - black with about 2 dozen dead Kenny's. Awwww he never thought a cartoon corpse could ever be that appealing.
----------------- In The Lab ------------------------
Warrick was sitting contently in the break room listen to Sarah talk about - something. I don't know, he wasn't at all into it, his mind was still trying to cope with last night. He had known about Nick's infatuation with Greg - and was proud Nick was able to do that and carry Greg away infront of all those people, but - DEAR GOD IT WAS HYSTERICAL! He was still trying not to laugh. He looked up still stiffling giggles when Sarah had announced she was heading out on a solo case, and Grissom had walked in with a request he and Catherine head down to a local bar called the Rits on a DB.
Warrick had taken the case and examined it lightly but before he could slip past Grissom he was stopped.
"I heard from Sarah everyone went out last night?" Warrick nodded.
"Yeah, just a couple drinks, we called you but we got your machine." Grissom nodded.
"I know, I was indulging in my latest read and putting my feet up, but thats not what I'm asking about." Warrick raised an eye brow.
"I just ran into Greg coming into the lab." Uh oh...
"and I couldn't seem to come up with a reason as to why he was walking so funny." Warrick instead of giving a straigt answer smiled, no longer containing any laughter.
"well - ..Griss...I'm not sure I should be uh - telling you this...but uh...." He stopped. Grissom raised a brow.
"but what?" Warrick shrugged.
"Ask Nick." and without another word Warrick began whistling and walked away off to find Catherine.
Grissom stood there dumbfounded for a minute - of course he had "superman brain" so it only took a moment for Warrick's answer to click.
"Ohhhhhhhh......." was all he said as he looked back towards the lab. Young Greg waddling awkwardly between lab tables.
"I knew the karaoke plan would work" he mumbled lightly.
"now I can return that mask...."
End.