CSI: Miami ficlet
They hadn't spoken to each other in almost a month, well lately they would speak about cases, but even then they would attempt to filter it through others, but it wasn't like before. Watching them now you would never believe that they had once been best friends, that she had once secretly believed that they were more. They didn't talk about what happened, asking her to drop it, leave it alone, that it was none of her concern as the tension in the lab built to insurmountable levels. She couldn't let it go, if for no other reason was a well functioning working environment. She wasn't being nosy she just wanted her two friends to be happy again, one residing in a preferment brood, only leavening it to slice someone with sarcasm (ok so maybe that wasn't completely out of character, but he was worse then normal), the other was on fire, burning everything within reach, only settling down to hide where he thought no one could find him. She could tell that neither slept, that eating was falling on the wayside. One was making work, the other was letting it slip. And she was in the middle of their fued, they were her brothers and they were hurting, plus what with them not speaking she became the fricking go between. Their boss believed that their personal business, was their personal business, but it was affecting crime scenes, affecting the running of his lab. He'd tried letting it blow over and it got worse, he tried asking about it and he was stone walled, finally he informed them to keep it off the job and things had mellowed a bit. Now they were working, but they were still falling apart. She had tried talking to 'mama' but she had simply shook her head. She too had tried, threated, smacked them on the back of the head, practically sat on them to take better care of themselves, but nothing was working. Something was wrong and only the two men knew what it was and neither one was talking.