(A/N: listen to What I've Done by Linkin Park while reading this. It's
what I was listening to when I wrote it lol)
--2 Weeks Later--
"Greggo, Abby... can I see you two in my office?" Catherine called. We were sitting in the break room with Nick, Riley, and Ray. "Nicky, you might want to come too." We all were confused and the three of us headed to Catherine's office.
"You need something, Cath?" Nick asked as soon as we walked in. She dropped some file that she was holding on her desk directly in front of me.
"I got this from your mother this morning by fax."
"Mom?" Nick and I asked at the same time. I picked up the file and started reading. Wait did that just say arranged...
"What does this have to do with m-" Greg started.
"HOLY SHIT!!" I yelled. Everyone looked at me. "Is she out of her damn mind?!"
"What?" Nick and Greg asked in unision
"See for yourselves." I tossed the file at Greg and looked away glaring at the Trace lab that
was missing one thing er person. No thing seems to fit the idiot better. Hodges.
"Woah! Wait... your mom wants us to have an arranged marriage?" Greg said. Just then I noticed Hodges lurking behind the closed door. Oh great. David Hodges the Crime Lab's eavesdropper. And busy body slash kissass.
"What?" Nick demanded. Grabbing the file.
"I hardly know you though. Why me?"
"Is there anyway out of this?"
"I've been on the phone with lawyers all day. They say you can refuse but if you do you'll both go to jail for a maximum of 3 years. And every criminal Greg's put behind bars could go free." Catherine
replied. "I'm sorry but it looks like you two will have to get married. The upside is you can get a divorce after 6 months. If you want."We looked at each other then I glared back at Hodges direction to see him running off towards DNA. Oh lovely. He's most likely going to tell Wendy everything he heard. I thought to myself. Catherine was saying something else but I wasn't listening."I suggest one of you moves in with the other. Abby since you live with your brother you might want to move in with Greg." I looked at her then Greg.
"Sounds cool." he replied.
"Good. I expect that to be done by tomorrow."
"Wait, will either of us have to change shifts?"
"Abby is here as a consultant. Meaning she's not really on any team."
"You know it's rude to talk about a person in the third person while that person is sitting right here." I quoted the movie Michael starring Travolta while still looking at the door. By this time all the lab rats were gathered outside the door and I was the only one in the room who could see them.
"Alright, John Travolta, we get it." Nick chided. "When are you doing the whole moving thing?"
"As soon as our shift's done." Greg answered. I nodded my head once and stood up.
"Are we going to tell anyone else?" I asked.
"Yes, later, but I didn't want any of you to cause a scene and rumor's be spread." Catherine stated. I walked towards the door.
"Too late for that." I kicked the door and got a muffled 'Ow' as a response. I threw the door open and all the lab rats fell in. I rolled my eyes and plopped back down in my seat.
---After Work---
Once we finally got the last of my things moved in we were off to bed. For now I slept in the guest room. I was dreading tomorrow. I had been falling for Greg, kinda. He was so hot. He probably didn't feel the same though.
