Fic: Seminar, Chapter 48 (CSI/CSI NY/CSI Miami, Flack / Warrick, Nick / Greg, Ryan / Eric)
Title: Seminar, Chapter 48
Pairing: Warrick Brown / Don Flack,
Ryan Wolfe / Eric Delko,
Nick Stokes / Greg Sanders
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Not mine, etc.
Feedback: Always Welcome
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CSI Las Vegas Main List CSI Miami Main List CSI New York Main List
Prologue Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 (NC-17) Chapter 4 Chapter 5
Chapter 6 (NC-17) Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10
Chapter 11 (NC-17) Chapter 12 Chapter 13 (NC-17) Chapter 14
Chapter 15 Chapter 16 Chapter 17 Chapter 18 Chapter 19 Chapter 20
Chapter 21 Chapter 22 Chapter 23 Interlude (NC-17) Chapter 24 Chapter 25
Chapter 26 Chapter 27 Chapter 28 Chapter 29 Chapter 30 Chapter 31
Interlude Chapter 32 Chapter 33 Chapter 34 Chapter 35 Chapter 36
Chapter 37 Chapter 38 Chapter 39 Chapter 40 Chapter 41 (NC-17)
Chapter 42 Chapter 43 Interlude Chapter 44 Chapter 45 Chapter 46
Chapter 47
Warrick`s apartment, Las Vegas
“Can you explain that to me because I sure as hell don’t get it?” Don grunted when he and Warrick returned home. “Why would anyone join that willingly?”
“Maybe they didn’t get any better offers.” Warrick suggested and kicked of his shoes. “Young girls in an impressionable age, charismatic older man. Nothing new there.”
“Yeah, we’ve had cult cases before too, but that was just too sick…. What kind of a sick mind can come up with that stuff?”
“Have you ever met a sane cult leader?”
“Is that a rhetorical question?”
“I’ll take that as a no. When they get their hooks into people you can talk till you’re blue in the face and they won’t hear a word of it.”
“Chopsticks or a fork?” Don started opening the take-out cartons. “And I got us a movie before I picked up from the lab.”
“What kinda movie?”
“Christmas movie.”
“You gotta be kidding….”
“Keep making faces like that and you won’t get any gifts, Scrooge.”
“Okay, okay. What Christmas movie did you get?”
Don pulled a DVD case from his backbag.
“The Muppet Christmas Carroll?”
“Everyone likes Muppets.” Don grinned. “Besides, it’s kinda appropriate after that case.”
“Yeah.” Warrick admitted. “I’m still trying to get used to the idea that we have the Christmas off.”
“But the whole team will be working on New Years eve, so make the most of it.”
“I can do that.” Warrick agreed. “You’ll get the food, I’ll set the movie.”
“Good boy.” Don started pulling out utensils from the cupboard. “I gotta say I say I still don’t get it. I mean we’ve cult cases with some freaky religious people and people who use it as an excuse to have nine wives, but that case…. Who worships a small green hand puppet called Kermit?”
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DNA lab
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Crime lab, Las Vegas
“Ready to go?”
“In a minute. And good morning to you too, I haven’t seen you all night.” Greg saved the results to the system and logged out of the computer.
“Are you planning to walk out of here looking like that?”
“What do you mean like that? I’m perfectly dressed for the season to be jolly.”
“You’re dressed like an elf.” Nick stated. “Have you thought that maybe you’re going a bit overboard?”
“Nope. I’m Santa’s little helper and everyone will leave my lab with a smile on his face. Or her face.”
“I bet they do….”
“And people need cheering, this is the most depressing time of year. People have a Christmas dinner, drink eggnog and then go get an axe and butcher the whole family. Cookie?”
“What?”
“Christmas cookie.” Greg held out a plate in front of him.
“Thanks.” Nick took one and started gnawing the sugary treat. “So are we going?”
“Yeah, I’ll just get my stuff. What do you think about threesomes? And chew before you swallow or you’ll choke on it.”
“I wasn’t choking because of the lack of chewing!” Nick exclaimed. “You want to celebrate Christmas by having a threesome?!”
“Well done, Nicky. There’s about twelve people looking at us now. And I was talking about the Christmas dinner.”
“How do you go from that to threesomes?”
“Do I need to spell it out for you? How do you feel if we have a third party joining us for Christmas dinner?”
“Oh…. Don’t tell me your mom-”
“No, she’s staying firmly on California. She’ll have her normal celebrations. A huge meal followed by an enema to make things go smoothly.”
“I don’t want to know about you mom’s traditions. Who’s the third?”
“I invited Bobby, but very loosely. Just if he ends up spending Christmas alone.”
“Why would he be alone?”
“You`re supposed to be closer buddies with him than I am-”
“Just tell me.”
“He and his boyfriend are having some problems. He claims Bobby spends too much time polishing his guns and Bobby says he’s always too tired after work to attend the Gun Show.”
“Gun Show?”
“The two gunslinger extravaganza.”
“What are you talking about?”
“Sex, little Nicky, sex. It’s when two consenting adults get together and-”
“I know what sex is!”
“You may wanna tone down the volume, you got some weird looks. Again.” Greg took a bite from a cookie. “He was having a yelling match with his cell phone when I started my shift. They’re apart most of the time and it escalated till they were screaming about cancelling their Christmas plans completely. I felt so bad for him that I said he could have Christmas dinner with us if they can’t patch it up. Are you okay with it?”
“Sure. That was a sweet thing to do. We’ll kick him out after dinner, right?”
“Don’t worry, you’ll get to go all Ho-ho-ho on me when he’s gone. Now that I think about it you go ho-ho ho on me even when it’s not Christmas….”
“Yeah, but this time I get to wear the beard."
"I`m ready to go. Wait a sec.” Greg pulled his ringing cell phone from his pocket. “G. Sanders, the perkiest elf of the DNA. Really? Any good? Sounds great. Congrats, guys. Tell him I said hi. Merry Christmas to you too. Bye.”
“Who was that?”
“Bobby. We’ll be spending the Christmas alone after all. They had some tight, heated negotiations last night and they reached an agreement.”
“So they’re okay?”
“A good old fashioned Gunfight at the O.K. Corral.” Greg announced. “Get your elf hat on, cowboy, and make sure you can shake your belly like a bowlful of jelly.”
“My belly is not jelly.”
“We’ll get you some padding. I like my Christmas with a little bit of role-play and a lot of turkey.”
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Crime lab, Miami
“Valera…..” Ryan sighed. “I know I asked, but I didn’t really wanna know about your unconventional ways to stuff a turkey.”
“But I really wanted to tell.” She giggled. “So how are you spending the holidays?”
“Well, we’ll spend the eve alone, eat well, watch Christmas movies and stuff like that. You know, just relax and enjoy.” “Sounds good to me.”
“And Eric’s folks asked us to go to their place for Christmas day. His mom is cooking like crazy.”
“Are all his sisters coming?”
“Yeah, it will be like a crossing between an antlered hurricane and the Ride of the Valkyries.”
“You must be talking about Christmas Day.” Eric commented form the door and walked in. “If you survive a Christmas with my family, you can look at yourself in the mirror and call yourself a real man.”
“Remind me again why you wanted to run to the Everglades last year?” Ryan deadpanned. “Maybe I should tell you mom that story….”
“Not a word about it! And last year I had to go there alone and listen to them trying to pair me up with the spinster upstairs. The one who has the face of a fried lizard and the voice of Sean Connery.”
“If I weren’t taken I would soooo ask for the address.” Valera laughed. “Anyway, I would love to hear more, but I have a man waiting.” She leaned over and gave Ryan a wet kiss on the cheek, then she grabbed Eric and gave him an equally wet kiss. “Merry Christmas, boys.”
Chapter 49