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nirix5Aha ha ha. If anyone wants to read the NC-17 lead up to this, let me know. Otherwise it's locked. Muah ha ha.
Grissom narrowed his eyes at the fat man in the Santa suit lying unconscious on Nick's floor. His eyes narrowed even further- tiny slits of bright blue- as he looked up from what he assumed was a robber with a cliched sense of humor.
"Well, Sara, can you tell me what we have here?"
Sara swallowed nervously. "Uh... Santa here broke through the glass door in the living room..."
"Okay. Warrick, would you like to continue?"
"Uh..."
"No, you know what? Why don't you tell me what went on, Nicky?" Grissom's voice was brittle and sarcastic, making all three CSI's wince.
"Um- Santa here..."
Grissom shot him a withering stare. "I'm not talking about Santa, Nicky," he said, his voice dangerously soft. "What I want to know is, how did you get handcuffed to Warrick and Sara? And what happened to your clothes?"
Grissom narrowed his eyes at the fat man in the Santa suit lying unconscious on Nick's floor. His eyes narrowed even further- tiny slits of bright blue- as he looked up from what he assumed was a robber with a cliched sense of humor.
"Well, Sara, can you tell me what we have here?"
Sara swallowed nervously. "Uh... Santa here broke through the glass door in the living room..."
"Okay. Warrick, would you like to continue?"
"Uh..."
"No, you know what? Why don't you tell me what went on, Nicky?" Grissom's voice was brittle and sarcastic, making all three CSI's wince.
"Um- Santa here..."
Grissom shot him a withering stare. "I'm not talking about Santa, Nicky," he said, his voice dangerously soft. "What I want to know is, how did you get handcuffed to Warrick and Sara? And what happened to your clothes?"
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Date: 2004-12-10 08:47 am (UTC)