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nickngregHi everyone. I'm knew to CSI and this comm. I'm Sara, and I come bearing fic! ^^
Title: Chance
Summary: Sometimes, things just happen.
Pairing: Nick/Greg
Rating: PG
A/N: Thanks for the beta, Kelly. ^^
The night had started out innocently enough. Greg and Nick had taken to hanging out together and they’d been watching a movie, both of them only on call that night. Greg had stolen the bag of popcorn from Nick, so a little light wrestling ensued. Greg had ended up pinned to the couch by Nick, both of them thoroughly flushed and their faces inches apart.
They’d kissed.
It had been a little awkward, being a first kiss and all, but mostly hot and something both of them very much wanted to repeat, so they had, until Nick’s beeper interrupted.
Work.
And now, here they were, working a case together - someone had complained about an abandoned car on the side of the road. The car had no plates but it did come with a complimentary dead body in the trunk, so it kept them busy.
They were processing, trying to keep their minds on the car and the victim instead of the whats, whys, and hows of the incident back at Nick’s.
It was awkward, to say the least.
*
Nick was a little confused. He wasn’t gay, no, he liked women. Of course he did. Sure, there had been the occasional twinge of attraction for another guy, but nothing... real, right? And he might’ve had a bit of a crush on Grissom at first, but really, who hadn’t?
But this whole... thing with Greg was a bit more than awkward sort-of flirting or some doe-eyed crush on the idea of someone rather than the actual someone. He liked Greg. They had a lot in common. They were good friends.
They’d kissed.
And oh, had he enjoyed it.
Nick needed someone to talk to.
*
Greg had never liked labeling himself. He liked what he liked, and if that was weird, so what?
Maybe he was bisexual, it didn’t really matter. What mattered was that he was very attracted to one Nick Stokes, who appeared to be attracted right back. If that kiss was any indication, anyway.
But Greg was wary. It was rather obvious that Nick had probably never been in any sort of relationship with another guy before, and on top of that, they were co-workers. Those sorts of relationships could get sticky.
Greg had to talk to someone.
*
“Hey, Warrick, man, can I talk to you?” Nick asked, later, as they were both finishing their shifts and heading into the locker room.
“Sure, what is it?”
“We’re friends, right? No matter what?”
“You didn’t kill someone, did you, man?” Warrick joked.
Nick laughed uneasily. “No, no, but well.” Nick stumbled over the words he normally used so smoothly. “Last night, when Greg and I got that call, we were at my place, watching a movie, right? Well, uh, something happened.”
“What, he and you have it out over something? You two were acting kinda weird tonight.”
“No, no, nothing like that. Uh, well, we kissed.”
Warrick blinked, and Nick tensed up, silently cursing his decision to tell Warrick until the man responded. “Kissed?” Warrick asked and Nick nodded. “Huh. Can’t say I ever would’ve guessed. You’re gay?”
“That’s just it, man, I don’t know. I mean, I like women, I’ve dated them, slept with them-”
“Uh, Nick? You ever heard of ‘bisexuality’?”
Nick stopped. “Oh.” It was so easy, so simple. He felt like an ass, and Warrick looked amused.
“Anyway, man, I don’t think you should need to hear me say this, but it seems like you do - I don’t give a shit who you sleep with, got it? So stop looking like you expect me to punch you.”
Nick looked sheepish. “Ah, yeah, I did need to hear that. Thanks. But now, with this - what do I do?”
Warrick looked like he was considering it. “It feel good?”
“Yeah. Yeah, it did.”
“Then go for it. Life’s too short.” He shot Nick a knowing look.
Nick nodded slowly. “Right.”
*
“Hey, Cath, can I talk to you?” Greg asked. He was about to go off shift, but Catherine was working late, again.
“Yeah, sure, Greg. Problem with a case?”
“In a way...”
Catherine looked up from her file. “Spill.”
“More like who I’m processing the case with.”
“You’ve got some problem with Nick?”
“Not really a problem, just a situation I need some advice on.”
“O-kay.” Catherine was suspicious now, Greg knew.
“Before we got called in, we were at his place, watching a movie. Well, uh, one thing led to another, and we kissed.”
To his surprise, Catherine smiled triumphantly. “Gil owes me twenty bucks.”
“Excuse me?”
“Never bet against me, kid.”
“Right. So, help? What should I do?”
“Well, you like him, he likes you. Seems simple enough to me.”
“But there’s the co-worker thing, and the thing where I’m pretty sure he’s never been in any relationship with another guy before.”
“Just be professional at work, and go slow.” She shrugged. “Now, if that’s all, I need to get to Trace, and then collect my winnings.”
Greg smiled. “Do I want to know what you two bet on?”
Catherine just winked and walked away.
*
They met at Nick’s place, again.
“Hey.” Greg smiled.
“Hi,” Nick replied.
Awkward silence reigned.
“We’re so stupid,” Greg commented.
“Pretty much,” Nick agreed. “C’mon, let’s go inside and talk.”
They ended up on the couch, again. The couch that started it all.
“Greg-”
“Nick-”
They looked at each other and sighed.
“Why is this so... hard? The kissing seemed to happen pretty easily,” Greg said.
“Naturally,” Nick added.
“You’ve never done this before?” Greg added. “Never been in any kind of relationship with another guy?”
“No, I haven’t.” He smiled. “You know, Warrick told me to go for it.”
Greg smirked. “Cath told me the same thing. And that Grissom owes her twenty bucks about something.”
Nick just shook his head. “Why does that not surprise me?” They laughed for a moment, letting most of the awkwardness dissolve into the air around them. “So why don’t we just... go with this? You know, let it happen. Let’s not force or rush anything.”
“I like it.”
So they were back to watching the movie. And if Greg happened to be sitting a little too close to Nick, or if Nick’s arm ended up around Greg, or even if they ended up kissing again, so what?
Sometimes, things just happened.
-End
Title: Point Of View
Summary: Nick has a cat named Midnight.
Pairing: Nick/Greg
Rating: PG-13, for implied make-outs.
A/N: Thanks to Kelly for the beta.
Midnight sometimes wondered what it would be like to be human.
His human, Nick Stokes, was an interesting person. Attentive enough, but not too annoying. Midnight appreciated that.
His human also had a friend. “G,” Nick called him most of the time, or sometimes he called him “Greg.” He was nice, too; Greg was always willing to pet Midnight or give him a treat. Nick would roll his eyes and say, “Stop spoiling the cat, G,” but Midnight didn’t mind one bit.
Nick and his friend were really friendly. They didn’t groom each other, like Midnight did when he met a new friend, but they were often on the couch with their faces pressed so close together, Midnight wondered how they could breathe. They made lots of noises when they did that, too, which Midnight thought were vaguely worrying. They seemed to be enjoying themselves, though, so Midnight didn’t do anything. Still, it was kind of odd, so Midnight was curious.
“Nick, I swear your cat stares at us,” Greg would say, and Nick would laugh.
“G, you’re losing it.”
Humans were a little strange, sometimes.
Occasionally, when Nick and Greg were cuddled together on the couch but not making any of those noises, Midnight would jump up on them and fit in between them. He liked Greg all right, but Nick was his human. He had to make sure Greg understood this.
Other times, Nick and his friend looked upset, and Nick would mutter about how much work could suck when he petted him. Midnight purred louder on those days. He wanted to make his human feel better.
When Nick and Greg fought, Midnight would curl up next to Nick in his bed to cheer him up, even if it involved a lot of loud yelling that Midnight didn’t appreciate. It was just that his human always looked so miserable after those fights, and he was sure he’d never seen Nick manage to make an entire day before he contacted Greg on that thing called a “phone.”
Midnight was curious about Nick and his friend. Cats were independent, aloof creatures, but humans seemed to need to pair off. It was like they needed a companion. He thought that was nice, in a way, because a companion of your own species was good to have around. But he knew it was kind of sad, too, if you never found the right friend.
He tried to tell Nick once that he was lucky having Greg as his friend. It was one of those days where they were all on the couch - Nick, Greg, and Midnight - and Nick was alternating between petting Midnight and petting Greg. Nick seemed to know what he was saying, because he grinned at Greg suddenly after, so Midnight was satisfied.
He knew from watching Nick that being a human was interesting and complicated, so while sometimes he wondered what it would be like, most of the time, he was simply happy being feline.
With humans like Nick and Greg to take care of him, though, who could blame him?
-End
Enjoy. ^^
Title: Chance
Summary: Sometimes, things just happen.
Pairing: Nick/Greg
Rating: PG
A/N: Thanks for the beta, Kelly. ^^
The night had started out innocently enough. Greg and Nick had taken to hanging out together and they’d been watching a movie, both of them only on call that night. Greg had stolen the bag of popcorn from Nick, so a little light wrestling ensued. Greg had ended up pinned to the couch by Nick, both of them thoroughly flushed and their faces inches apart.
They’d kissed.
It had been a little awkward, being a first kiss and all, but mostly hot and something both of them very much wanted to repeat, so they had, until Nick’s beeper interrupted.
Work.
And now, here they were, working a case together - someone had complained about an abandoned car on the side of the road. The car had no plates but it did come with a complimentary dead body in the trunk, so it kept them busy.
They were processing, trying to keep their minds on the car and the victim instead of the whats, whys, and hows of the incident back at Nick’s.
It was awkward, to say the least.
*
Nick was a little confused. He wasn’t gay, no, he liked women. Of course he did. Sure, there had been the occasional twinge of attraction for another guy, but nothing... real, right? And he might’ve had a bit of a crush on Grissom at first, but really, who hadn’t?
But this whole... thing with Greg was a bit more than awkward sort-of flirting or some doe-eyed crush on the idea of someone rather than the actual someone. He liked Greg. They had a lot in common. They were good friends.
They’d kissed.
And oh, had he enjoyed it.
Nick needed someone to talk to.
*
Greg had never liked labeling himself. He liked what he liked, and if that was weird, so what?
Maybe he was bisexual, it didn’t really matter. What mattered was that he was very attracted to one Nick Stokes, who appeared to be attracted right back. If that kiss was any indication, anyway.
But Greg was wary. It was rather obvious that Nick had probably never been in any sort of relationship with another guy before, and on top of that, they were co-workers. Those sorts of relationships could get sticky.
Greg had to talk to someone.
*
“Hey, Warrick, man, can I talk to you?” Nick asked, later, as they were both finishing their shifts and heading into the locker room.
“Sure, what is it?”
“We’re friends, right? No matter what?”
“You didn’t kill someone, did you, man?” Warrick joked.
Nick laughed uneasily. “No, no, but well.” Nick stumbled over the words he normally used so smoothly. “Last night, when Greg and I got that call, we were at my place, watching a movie, right? Well, uh, something happened.”
“What, he and you have it out over something? You two were acting kinda weird tonight.”
“No, no, nothing like that. Uh, well, we kissed.”
Warrick blinked, and Nick tensed up, silently cursing his decision to tell Warrick until the man responded. “Kissed?” Warrick asked and Nick nodded. “Huh. Can’t say I ever would’ve guessed. You’re gay?”
“That’s just it, man, I don’t know. I mean, I like women, I’ve dated them, slept with them-”
“Uh, Nick? You ever heard of ‘bisexuality’?”
Nick stopped. “Oh.” It was so easy, so simple. He felt like an ass, and Warrick looked amused.
“Anyway, man, I don’t think you should need to hear me say this, but it seems like you do - I don’t give a shit who you sleep with, got it? So stop looking like you expect me to punch you.”
Nick looked sheepish. “Ah, yeah, I did need to hear that. Thanks. But now, with this - what do I do?”
Warrick looked like he was considering it. “It feel good?”
“Yeah. Yeah, it did.”
“Then go for it. Life’s too short.” He shot Nick a knowing look.
Nick nodded slowly. “Right.”
*
“Hey, Cath, can I talk to you?” Greg asked. He was about to go off shift, but Catherine was working late, again.
“Yeah, sure, Greg. Problem with a case?”
“In a way...”
Catherine looked up from her file. “Spill.”
“More like who I’m processing the case with.”
“You’ve got some problem with Nick?”
“Not really a problem, just a situation I need some advice on.”
“O-kay.” Catherine was suspicious now, Greg knew.
“Before we got called in, we were at his place, watching a movie. Well, uh, one thing led to another, and we kissed.”
To his surprise, Catherine smiled triumphantly. “Gil owes me twenty bucks.”
“Excuse me?”
“Never bet against me, kid.”
“Right. So, help? What should I do?”
“Well, you like him, he likes you. Seems simple enough to me.”
“But there’s the co-worker thing, and the thing where I’m pretty sure he’s never been in any relationship with another guy before.”
“Just be professional at work, and go slow.” She shrugged. “Now, if that’s all, I need to get to Trace, and then collect my winnings.”
Greg smiled. “Do I want to know what you two bet on?”
Catherine just winked and walked away.
*
They met at Nick’s place, again.
“Hey.” Greg smiled.
“Hi,” Nick replied.
Awkward silence reigned.
“We’re so stupid,” Greg commented.
“Pretty much,” Nick agreed. “C’mon, let’s go inside and talk.”
They ended up on the couch, again. The couch that started it all.
“Greg-”
“Nick-”
They looked at each other and sighed.
“Why is this so... hard? The kissing seemed to happen pretty easily,” Greg said.
“Naturally,” Nick added.
“You’ve never done this before?” Greg added. “Never been in any kind of relationship with another guy?”
“No, I haven’t.” He smiled. “You know, Warrick told me to go for it.”
Greg smirked. “Cath told me the same thing. And that Grissom owes her twenty bucks about something.”
Nick just shook his head. “Why does that not surprise me?” They laughed for a moment, letting most of the awkwardness dissolve into the air around them. “So why don’t we just... go with this? You know, let it happen. Let’s not force or rush anything.”
“I like it.”
So they were back to watching the movie. And if Greg happened to be sitting a little too close to Nick, or if Nick’s arm ended up around Greg, or even if they ended up kissing again, so what?
Sometimes, things just happened.
-End
Title: Point Of View
Summary: Nick has a cat named Midnight.
Pairing: Nick/Greg
Rating: PG-13, for implied make-outs.
A/N: Thanks to Kelly for the beta.
Midnight sometimes wondered what it would be like to be human.
His human, Nick Stokes, was an interesting person. Attentive enough, but not too annoying. Midnight appreciated that.
His human also had a friend. “G,” Nick called him most of the time, or sometimes he called him “Greg.” He was nice, too; Greg was always willing to pet Midnight or give him a treat. Nick would roll his eyes and say, “Stop spoiling the cat, G,” but Midnight didn’t mind one bit.
Nick and his friend were really friendly. They didn’t groom each other, like Midnight did when he met a new friend, but they were often on the couch with their faces pressed so close together, Midnight wondered how they could breathe. They made lots of noises when they did that, too, which Midnight thought were vaguely worrying. They seemed to be enjoying themselves, though, so Midnight didn’t do anything. Still, it was kind of odd, so Midnight was curious.
“Nick, I swear your cat stares at us,” Greg would say, and Nick would laugh.
“G, you’re losing it.”
Humans were a little strange, sometimes.
Occasionally, when Nick and Greg were cuddled together on the couch but not making any of those noises, Midnight would jump up on them and fit in between them. He liked Greg all right, but Nick was his human. He had to make sure Greg understood this.
Other times, Nick and his friend looked upset, and Nick would mutter about how much work could suck when he petted him. Midnight purred louder on those days. He wanted to make his human feel better.
When Nick and Greg fought, Midnight would curl up next to Nick in his bed to cheer him up, even if it involved a lot of loud yelling that Midnight didn’t appreciate. It was just that his human always looked so miserable after those fights, and he was sure he’d never seen Nick manage to make an entire day before he contacted Greg on that thing called a “phone.”
Midnight was curious about Nick and his friend. Cats were independent, aloof creatures, but humans seemed to need to pair off. It was like they needed a companion. He thought that was nice, in a way, because a companion of your own species was good to have around. But he knew it was kind of sad, too, if you never found the right friend.
He tried to tell Nick once that he was lucky having Greg as his friend. It was one of those days where they were all on the couch - Nick, Greg, and Midnight - and Nick was alternating between petting Midnight and petting Greg. Nick seemed to know what he was saying, because he grinned at Greg suddenly after, so Midnight was satisfied.
He knew from watching Nick that being a human was interesting and complicated, so while sometimes he wondered what it would be like, most of the time, he was simply happy being feline.
With humans like Nick and Greg to take care of him, though, who could blame him?
-End
Enjoy. ^^
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Date: 2005-10-17 02:55 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2005-10-17 03:00 am (UTC)(I love your icon. xD)
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Date: 2005-10-17 03:23 am (UTC)They were both adorable ^^. Fluff is my absolute favourite :D.
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Date: 2005-10-17 03:32 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-10-17 03:36 am (UTC)With humans like Nick and Greg to take care of him, though, who could blame him?
Made me smirk a bit 'cause I know I wouldn't mind being taken care of by either one of 'em.^_^
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Date: 2005-10-17 07:59 am (UTC)I am so totally a cat person and I melted over the second fic.
The first one was fluffy and interoffice bets *chuckles* with Grissom as a participant.
Hope to read more from you soon.
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Date: 2005-10-17 06:52 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-10-17 11:28 am (UTC)Thank you for posting!
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Date: 2005-10-17 02:47 pm (UTC)Welcome to the fandom!
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Date: 2005-10-17 06:54 pm (UTC)Thanks!
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Date: 2005-10-17 07:57 pm (UTC)The second one, though, stole my heart. And such a refreshingly original point of view. Thank you. Cute! XD
Welcome.
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Date: 2005-10-17 07:59 pm (UTC)Hee, I'm glad you liked it. I love cats, so I just thought Nick/Greg from a cat's POV would be interesting. ^^
Thanks!
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Date: 2005-10-18 07:30 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-10-18 07:35 pm (UTC)Haha, I know what you mean. My cat is pretty vocal, as well. Hee. Nick is such a personable guy I thought that perhaps some of that might translate into dealing with animals, as well! xD
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Date: 2005-10-19 04:36 am (UTC)Btw, I LOOOVE your Jon/Stephen icon. :)