Kiss Me, Lab Rat

Nick's stomach rumbled as he started out of the living room. Taking a quick look at the clock he headed for the kitchen. Nick grabbed the rice cooker and steamer from the shelf. Next he poured two cups of the rice mixture in and then the chicken broth. Having started the rice next he moved to the veggies, he grabbed the package of frozen petite green beans and started them in the steamer. Last he laid chicken strips on the cookie sheet, mixed up a marinade, poured it over the chicken and put the cookie sheet in the oven. Now he could go get ready for work.

Nick returned to the kitchen when he was dressed. He turned off the oven. Next he grabbed the sweet red pepper from the oven then dropped it into the zip lock bag. The rice was divided in half; part went into the refrigerator for later. The rest was put in a bowl where he added some chopped green onion, parsley, garlic, a little ginger, white wine, soy sauce and butter. Again the rice was divided in two; half on a plate and half in a to-go container. Next the pepper was peeled and cut into strips. After a quick rinse of the bowl Nick added a little olive oil, balsamic vinegar, salt and pepper. After mixing he added the green beans and pepper strips and tossed lightly, once more half of it went on the plate and the rest in the container. Last the orange chicken strips were put on the plate and in the container. Nick sealed the lid on the container and put it in the carrier. Then he put everything away either in the dishwasher or back on the shelf before he sat and ate his dinner.

Nick wrote a note, grabbed the container and headed out the door for work.

Greg pulled into the empty spot next to Nick's car. Like always Greg headed for the locker room. He spotted the note as he opened his locker to put his jacket away.

****
Hi Wild Thing,

I figured you didn't get a chance
to eat so I put a plate in the microwave
for you. It should still be hot.

Later
****

Gil had come into the break room for some coffee but the smell had him heading for Greg. He stopped in front of the table where Greg ate on a great looking meal.

"Did you make that? Because it looks and smells great."

Greg looked up at Gil and shook his head, "You want to taste?" Greg pointed over to where they kept some paper plates and forks.

Gil returned with a fork and small plate. Greg put a couple of bites from each on the plate. "This is great. Where did you get it?"

Greg innocently looked at Gil, "From the microwave" and went back to eating.

Gil looked at Greg, "And who put it in the microwave?"

Greg innocently looked at Gil again, "I didn't see who put it there."

"Then how did you know it's for you?"

Greg picked up the lid and showed it to Gil. Sanders was stenciled in black on the top of the lid.

"How did you know it was in the microwave?"

Once more Greg innocently looked at Gil, "a note and it's not signed before you ask? Time for work, bye" With that Greg grabbed the empty container and hurried out of the room.

After he put the container in his locker he went to the DNA lab. The lab tech that he was relieving went over everything that was in the works or being waited on. She had been waiting for one test to finish before leaving for the day and it just had. She reached over to put on a fresh pair of gloves to find she was pulling out the last set.

"I didn't think I'd use that many. Do you mind getting another box from the supply room while I finish here?"

Greg smiled barely keeping control, "No problem, I'll be back in a minute."

As Greg walk to the supply room his mind raced back several months ago. Nick caught him pulling out his hidden box of gloves; the box only ever had one or two sets in it. Greg had explained that he used it when he needed a moment alone or out of Gil's sight.

Nick grabbed Greg as he entered the supply room and pushed him against the only blank wall. Nick held his arms against the wall and claimed his lips, his body pressing firmly into Greg's body. The kiss was a hard demanding one. One that shouted a message.

"Next time I ask for a goodbye kiss you're going to give me one, understand?"

Greg nodded his head, "do you really think this is a deterrent? Because I liked it and maybe I want this more than the goodbye kiss."

"The kiss was to get your attention and is your warning. The next time I don't get my goodbye kiss when I ask for it, will mean you get no kisses until I decide it's time. Understand?" and Nick once more claimed Greg's mouth leaving him breathless.

"Understand?" Nick eyes locked with Greg's as he nodded.

"You wouldn't really …" Nick kissed Greg to quiet him with a softer kiss.

"Understand?" and Nick took a couple of steps back. "Can I get a goodbye kiss?"

Greg almost jumped into Nick's arms as he reached for his lips to give Nick a goodbye kiss.

Nick turned around and picked up the supplies he needed then walked out. Warrick was standing in the hall and Nick's phone went off.

Warrick looked up at the sound of the phone, "We have a case."

Before Nick could get the phone it stopped. "I guess that was you?"

"I've been looking for you for over ten minutes. I didn't think those few things could take that long to get."

"Had to open a new case of them, there wasn't any on the shelf."

Greg got a box of gloves but waited until the voices were gone to return to the lab.

The rest of the night found all the CSIs out on calls. Greg was kept so busy that time flew by. When Nick made it back to the lab it was close to the end of shift. It seemed like they just couldn't get a moment alone and Nick wanted to see if Greg was going to come over. So he slipped into the supply room and called Greg.

"Hi Wild Thing, You coming over?"

"Yes"

"Is Gil still there?"

"Yes"

"I could make this really hard on you"

"Yes"

"Want me to cook or grab something for breakfast?"

"That would be the second part"

"Is that so we can get to play the video games faster? Or watch tv? Or fuck?"

"You'll need to go to the third page for that result."

"Is Gil giving you that look, yet?"

"Yes, that's right."

"So I guess I shouldn't talk about how I put you to sleep? Or how I woke you up? Or how it would be fun to try rimming you?"

"No"

"Maybe I'll go by the deli and get an order of French toast with their fresh strawberry syrup or the maple one. Then I'll save some of the syrup to drizzle down your back to … oh that's right Gil's still there. I guess I better stop."

"That's good ideal." Greg was trying hard to make it look like some regular call but his pants where getting tighter by the word.

"Are you standing behind the table?"

"Yes"

"Good, now open the drawer. I want you to wear that one for testing, Ok? Gil is still there I'm betting so have fun explaining why you just open the drawer. Later."

"Don't worry I'll send you a second copy," Greg pulled out a TO DO LIST and started writing some numbers. "Bye."

Greg looked at Gil, "So what do you need?"

"My test results, you paged me."

"Sorry," Greg turned to go get the test result and realized that he really wanted to stay behind the table. "Gil, it's right on top. Do you mind? I really want to get this second copy printed and sent."

Gil walked over, picked up the top paper and after looking it over he left. He glanced back on his way out at Greg who was now pretending to be working on the computer.

Warrick was coming down the hall and saw Nick walk out of the supply room with nothing in his hands. Warrick stepped into the supply room but saw no one. He was just too tired to question it at this time besides he had used the supply room as a phone booth on more then one occasion himself.

Gil looked up just in time to watch Warrick open the supply room door, look in then shut the door. He then continued to walk down the hall as unaware as Nick had been that someone had seen him.

The end of shift found Greg and Nick heading for the same final place but each had stops to make on the way.