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This story is No. 1 in the series "Xander Grissom Verse". You may wish to read the series introduction first.

Summary: Life means change. So what do you get when you mix a misunderstood spell, a warped wish, and our favorite CSI guys? Simple, a chance to change everything.

Categories Author Rating Chapters Words Recs Reviews Hits Published Updated Complete
CSI > CSI Las Vegas
CSI > CSI New York
JadeAislinFR131232,2382615586,3066 Sep 0811 May 09Yes

Grissom, where have you been?

Disclaimer: See Chapter One
Beta: Queen Sereya
Warning: small hint of slash


Chapter 3: Grissom, where have you been?

"What?!?"

"The samples I gave you were from Xander and myself. Doc Robbins extracted our blood when we came in," Grissom said, nodding his head at first the band-aid on his arm and then the one on Xander.

The group stared in shock at Grissom. It was during that stunned silence that Catherine walked in, her head down as she rummaged through her purse. Noticing the rest of the team, she stopped and raised her head, her hand still in the purse.

"Hey guys, are we having a team meeting?" She stilled as she realized the unnatural silence around her. Looking up, she blinked at all the quiet faces turned toward her. She quickly took in the scene, blinking at the infant in Grissom's arms. "What's going on?"

"Grissom," Sara spoke, "Was just about to explain how he has a son."

Now every head turned to Grissom. Ignoring their looks, Grissom walked over to the carrier and gently placed the sleeping Xander back in it. He turned around to face his people.

"When I was leaving for work, I found him on my doorstep."

"Any trace?" asked Sara, already treating it like a crime scene.

"None. No fingerprints. No footprints. No transfer. Just what was on the baby and a note saying he was mine."

Catherine looked thoughtful. "So, you brought him in to test paternity?"

"Yes."

"Which Greg confirmed?"

"Yes."

"So you waited in DNA for three hours?" Sara spoke up slightly irritated by being left with the baby for so long.

Grissom blinked and looked over. "I dropped off other evidence." Explaining further, "The baby, Xander, was covered in this glittery residue. It was all over the car seat."

The others turned to look. Sure enough, there was some sort of glittery substance on the car seat. Nick reached over and ran his finger through the substance. Rubbing his fingers together, he looked at the tip of his finger. "I can see the glitter, but I don't feel anything."

"And the baby doesn't have any of it on him?" Greg spoke up, frowning. He looked at the car seat and then at the baby.

Grissom nodded. "I know. It seems to have evaporated."

"So what did trace say about the glitter?" Greg asked chewing his bottom lip thoughtfully.

"Nothing. No one was in; I left the sample for Hodges."

"Was that all?" Nick spoke up, finally focusing on the facts.

"No. I took the note to QD. They couldn't tell me much. The paper was standard printer paper. The pen, ballpoint. Both you can find at any office store. And the writing was too general for them to say anything about it. "

"That's why you were gone so long?" Sara asked.

"Yes. Oh and I had to explain why I missed the supervisor meeting and fill out the forms for Catherine's temporary control of the lab."

"What?!?" Grissom winced. That cry had seemed even louder than the
one before. Everyone in the room had participated, except for Catherine. Instead, she had a thoughtful look on her face.

Catherine glanced at Xander and then looked at Grissom. "You're taking leave to take care of him?"

"Yes. I live in a house suitable for a bachelor, not a child. I don't have the things I need to take care of an infant. I need to focus on Xander, not work. Once things are settled, I'll be back."

Catherine nodded in understanding. "I'll give you the name of the nanny service I've used in the past."

"Thank you, Catherine. Tonight's scenes are on my desk. Greg, can you tell me anything about the mother?"

"Wait a minute," Nick piped up, "Wouldn't you know who you slept with? Not to be rude, Grissom. But I never thought of you as the one night stand sort."

Grissom raised his eyebrow. "I'm not. I also haven't been with a lady in over five years."

Nick's eyes widened and he mouthed `five years'. Grissom ignored Nick and turned back to Greg.

"Huh? Oh, well determining paternity for you and the baby was simple, especially with the big reference sample you gave me." Greg frowned as he explained, "But, as you know, full analysis, even of pristine samples, will take a few days."

Grissom frowned at Greg's words. "Pristine sample? Was there something wrong with the blood I gave you?"

Greg shook his head reluctantly. "No. . . Your blood was perfectly normal."

"But Xander's?" Grissom asked fearfully.

Greg bit his lip. "Well there seemed to be something warping the DNA on the other side. It looked like some form of radiation and it seemed to be distorting the results."

Catherine gasped.

Grissom took a deep breath. "Dangerous?"

Greg shook his head. "No I don't think so. It just might take a little longer to decode his DNA."

Grissom took a deep breath in relief. "Good. Let me know the results the minute you have them Greg. My cell will be on. I will see you all in a couple weeks."

With that, Grissom picked up the carrier and walked out already thinking about what supplies he and Xander would need for the night. The rest of the group glanced at each other in silence. Then Greg clapped his hands together. The others turned to stare at him.

"Well, guess this means I'm off to the locker for another shirt," Greg said as he walked out the door. Catherine followed to talk with Greg about his hours. Sara sighed and gathered the file she had been reading.

Warrick glanced at Nick and noticed how Nick seemed to be staring at the doorway in thought, his cheeks a light pink. Warrick grinned and nudged his best friend. Nick jumped startled and turned toward Warrick.

"You ready for a fun night?" Warrick joked.

Nick blinked in surprise and then grinned. "If it's anything like the start, it's going to be a blast."

Tbc.


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