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TITLE: Reunited
STARRING: Grissom, Sidle + Others.
RATING: PG-13
SUMMARY: He's on the first flight outta Vegas when she calls.
OPEN/CLOSED: OPEN
[INCOMPLETE]
He had been in his office when she called, scouring the pages of case files that were minor but unsolved. Vegas had been unbelievably 'slow' lately, lacking in sideshow freak cases and whodunit mysteries. Or perhaps Gil Grissom found himself caught up in other affairs of the heart. He was currently wrapped up in a Southwestern Willow Flycatcher that dutifully munched on the Tamarisk trees. This one he had named Sergeant Pepper.
His desk phone rang but he didn't bother answering. That was Skye's job anyway. Skye McGregor being the twenty two year old brunette that came to him two weeks ago with a secret juicy enough for gossip columns, but Gil being one who didn't invest in too much gossip, swept her into his office and gave her tasks until he could figure out what exactly to do with her. However when he glanced up, Skye was not alphabetizing as he had requested...she had wandered off to God knew where.
Catherine Willows stuck her head in and informed him he had a call, "You're going to want to take that."
Gil didn't bother groaning in protest, he picked up the receiver.
An hour later he was on the first flight out of Vegas to Virginia with that rather useless Skye McGregor girl in tow. There was one person in the world he would drop everything for, and it was Sara Sidle. Despite everything that had happened between them, he still loved her with every fiber of his being. Though now he realized she had a new life, new loves and a chance at real happiness...that which he did not feel capable of fully providing her.
He put Skye in the window seat, he figured she could look at the world from a different perspective that way but she closed the shade and blasted her iPod. He wondered how severe her ear damage would be in her later years but shrugged it off, it truly wasn't his problem.
The airport was surprisingly dull. Obviously Virginia wasn't one the list of top tourist selections for the week. He waited for the bags with Skye, wondering why on earth she needed to pack that much before securing the rental car and following the directions.
The apartment was still swarming with individuals from varied government offices.
"You're like some kind of crime scene celebrity," Skye muttered, laughing to herself when people whispered at pointed at Grissom.
"Celebrity is merely an image created by those unfulfilled in their own lives," Grissom retorted, slipping his sunglasses off as he entered the building.
The apartment was easy to find, beyond the familiar yellow tape and the rookies shaking their heads; it was a stench he knew far too well.
He slipped in, his eyes going to her first and foremost. It was like he sensed her before his eyes even locked.
He moved forward, speaking softly, "The commute to decent roller coasters is throwing off the appeal of this location."
He felt a slight slip of humor was the best approach.
STARRING: Grissom, Sidle + Others.
RATING: PG-13
SUMMARY: He's on the first flight outta Vegas when she calls.
OPEN/CLOSED: OPEN
[INCOMPLETE]
He had been in his office when she called, scouring the pages of case files that were minor but unsolved. Vegas had been unbelievably 'slow' lately, lacking in sideshow freak cases and whodunit mysteries. Or perhaps Gil Grissom found himself caught up in other affairs of the heart. He was currently wrapped up in a Southwestern Willow Flycatcher that dutifully munched on the Tamarisk trees. This one he had named Sergeant Pepper.
His desk phone rang but he didn't bother answering. That was Skye's job anyway. Skye McGregor being the twenty two year old brunette that came to him two weeks ago with a secret juicy enough for gossip columns, but Gil being one who didn't invest in too much gossip, swept her into his office and gave her tasks until he could figure out what exactly to do with her. However when he glanced up, Skye was not alphabetizing as he had requested...she had wandered off to God knew where.
Catherine Willows stuck her head in and informed him he had a call, "You're going to want to take that."
Gil didn't bother groaning in protest, he picked up the receiver.
An hour later he was on the first flight out of Vegas to Virginia with that rather useless Skye McGregor girl in tow. There was one person in the world he would drop everything for, and it was Sara Sidle. Despite everything that had happened between them, he still loved her with every fiber of his being. Though now he realized she had a new life, new loves and a chance at real happiness...that which he did not feel capable of fully providing her.
He put Skye in the window seat, he figured she could look at the world from a different perspective that way but she closed the shade and blasted her iPod. He wondered how severe her ear damage would be in her later years but shrugged it off, it truly wasn't his problem.
The airport was surprisingly dull. Obviously Virginia wasn't one the list of top tourist selections for the week. He waited for the bags with Skye, wondering why on earth she needed to pack that much before securing the rental car and following the directions.
The apartment was still swarming with individuals from varied government offices.
"You're like some kind of crime scene celebrity," Skye muttered, laughing to herself when people whispered at pointed at Grissom.
"Celebrity is merely an image created by those unfulfilled in their own lives," Grissom retorted, slipping his sunglasses off as he entered the building.
The apartment was easy to find, beyond the familiar yellow tape and the rookies shaking their heads; it was a stench he knew far too well.
He slipped in, his eyes going to her first and foremost. It was like he sensed her before his eyes even locked.
He moved forward, speaking softly, "The commute to decent roller coasters is throwing off the appeal of this location."
He felt a slight slip of humor was the best approach.