Title: First impressions
Author: Stacy L.A. Stronach
Fandoms: NCIS/CSI:NY
Pairings: Gil/Warrick pre-slash
Fandom: CSI: Vegas
Characters: Gil Grissom, Warrick Brown
Prompt: 001 Beginnings
Word Count: 411
Rating: G/FRC; pre-slash
Series: My Gal Sadie, Part 1, Prequel #1
Author's Notes: Part of the "My Gal Sadie" series, part 1; My Gal Sadie is more vignettes/ficlets rather than longer stories. The first few are pre-slash but we'll get slashy, eventually. Series will be posted in sequential order.
And while I don't think Gil was initially supervisor of the team, I think it was Brass; however, when Holly Gribbs first came in, she reported to Gil, not to Brass. I'm taking my cue from that.
In my universe, CSI ended about 10 minutes before the end of S6. Gil|Sara never happened. Yes, my powers of denial are strong.
Summary: Warrick's first day on the job.

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Warrick Brown walks through the maze-like corridors of the Las Vegas Crime Lab. After almost five minutes, he finds the right door and he knocks, entering after hearing a muffled "Come in" from the inside the office.

He walks into the room and stops dead in his tracks, staring at the office-both surprised and not a little grossed out at all the specimens and insects lining the shelves. Warrick is beginning to wonder what sort of man his new supervisor is.

He assumes the man sitting at the desk, reading a reference book of some kind, is Gil Grissom. Closing the book before setting it on the desk, the man stands up and smiles at Warrick, reaching out to shake his hand. "I'm Grissom, you must be Warrick."

"Yes, Warrick Brown," he replies, shaking Grissom's hand.

"Good to meet you. I look forward to working with you," Grissom says. Then he gets a positively huge smile on his face. "Now, I need some of your blood." Grissom walks around to Warrick's side of the desk.

"My blood? What for?" Warrick asks, eyes narrowing suspiciously.

"It's customary for all new hires," Grissom replies.

"Uh, huh. I didn't notice that section in the 'New Employee's Handbook'."

Grissom looks at him in surprise. "It's....unofficial," he says, grinning like a little boy playing a practical joke.

Warrick grins back, trying to ignore just how good looking Dr. Grissom is. "Yeah, well, if it's all the same, I'll just wait until they make it official."

When Grissom stares at him for a couple of minutes, it makes Warrick wonder if he's fucked up this job before he's even started. Then, Grissom starts chuckling.

"You're the first person to talk their way out of giving the blood," he says, and he tilts his head, a ghost of a grin on his face, and looks at Warrick. "I think I'm really going to like working with you, Warrick Brown."

Warrick smiles. Grissom seems like a strange little man, but even with all that, Warrick thinks he's found his place, at least, he hopes he has. "Yeah, I think I'm going to like working here, Dr. Grissom."

"Good. And please, call me Gil, Gris, or Grissom. Doctor is way too formal," Grissom says. "Come on, let me give you a tour of the lab and introduce you to some of your new coworkers."

Warrick is still smiling as he follows Grissom out of the office into the lab.

~~end~~

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