Fic: Family and Other Unavoidables, Chapter 4 (CSI, Nick Stokes / Greg Sanders)
Title: Family and other unavoidables, Chapter 4
Fandom: CSI
Pair: Nick Stokes / Greg Sanders
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Not mine, etc.
Feedback: Always Welcome
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
CSI Las Vegas Main List
“You’re late.” Catherine commented when Nick arrived to the lab.
“I know, I had one hell of a day…” Nick groaned.
“Let me guess… You screwed up again.”
“It wasn’t me! Well, not completely. Is Greg here yet?”
“No, and he’s not coming either. He switched with Davidson, and the fact that you
don’t know that is a pretty bad sign. I’m going to let it go this time, but only because
I got work to do. When the shift’s over I expect to get the full story.”
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By the time their shift was over Nick was nowhere to be found. Less than hour later
Catherine rang the doorbell of Nick apartment. To her surprise, the person who
opened the door was neither one of the residents.
“Mrs. Stokes?”
“Jillian. And you’re Katie.”
“Catherine.”
“Sorry, I remember when we met last time
I was here. Come in.”
“Thank you. Is Nick here?”
“No, I was waiting for him. He was supposed to be here, so I used to the spare
key to get in.”
“Are you cooking?” Catherine sniffed the air.
“Yep, I promised my boy I would make him a home cooked Texas meal. I tried to
call him, but his cell phone is off.”
“What about Greg?”
“I haven’t seen him either. Now that I think about it, I’ve seen him just once after
I got here.” She took a deep sigh. “You know that feeling when you can sense
something is going on, but you can’t figure out what it is?”
“Yes, and I think we’re both feeling the same thing.” She took a look at the living
room. “What happened here?”
“What do you mean?”
“Last time I was here there was photos all over the walls. And that thing definitely
wasn’t here back then…” She looked at the picture of Texas sunset, and tried not
to grimace. “That’s…”
“Horrible.” Jillian agreed. “I didn’t have the heart to tell Nick.”
Catherine chuckled. “Do you have time for a little chat, between two mothers?”
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Nick finally came home after midday. Jillian was waiting for him in the kitchen.
“Mama? I’m sorry, I forgot-”
“Sit down.”
“Mama?”
“Sit down and don’t talk unless you’re spoken to.”
Nick sat down on the opposite side of the kitchen table.
“What did I do when you were a bad boy?”
“You made me clean the stables.”
“The other one.”
“Pull my pants down and spank me.”
“That’s the one. I really should have done that more often.”
“Mama!”
“Catherine just left a little while ago.”
“Really?” Nick gulped.
“Yes, and we had a very informative conversation.”
“She didn’t…”
“She did, and you should have done it long time ago. And there I was telling Greg
what he should do with his boyfriend. I cant believe this!”
“Mama, I’m sorry-”
“Did I say you can talk?”
“No…”
“Girlfriend or boyfriend, you don’t treat them like that. I haven’t been so
disappointed in you since I caught you with a porn magazine when you were
thirteen.”
“Mama….”
“Keep your mouth shut when you’re talking to me. You better go and fix this before
I put you across my knee and don’t even think I won’t do it.”
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Nick knocked on Gary’s door and waited. After a while the door was opened and Nick
had to tilt his head back to see the man’s face. He had never understood what Greg
could have in common with a 6' 4 bodybuilder. Gary crossed his arms against his
impressive chest and gave him a menacing look.
”What do you want?”
“I need to speak with Greg.”
“I don’t think he wants to talk to you right now.”
“Can I come in?”
“No.”
“It’s okay, let him in.” Greg’s voice echoed from the apartment. Gary shrugged and
let Nick in. “Make it quick, I got stuff to do.”
“You sure it’s okay?” Gary asked.
“Yeah, I’ll be fine.”
“I need to go, I got my poetry class in half an hour.” Gary grabbed his back bag
and walked out.
“Poetry class?” Nick marvelled.
“What about it? He’s a man of many talents.”
“Yeah, and Chewbacca enjoyed ballet.”
“You came here to talk about my friends?”
“No, I came to take you home.”
“That’s a pretty bad idea.”
“Would you just listen to me?”
“You got five minutes.” Greg sat down on the couch and put his legs on the coffee
table. “Your five minutes starts now.”
TBC