Disclaimer: I don't own anything… sucks, but I have to accept it. The only thing I DO own is my new character!!!
Author's note: I hope you enjoy this new fic!!!! I've been a writing machine lately… I think I'm addicted to writing….
Or maybe it's to the thought of Ryan falling in love…
ANYWAYYYYYYY I hope you enjoy it!!!!
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Summary: They say that any two individuals are connected through at most five acquaintances. However, Chris Crawford and Calleigh Duquesne are connected through one very important man.
Chapter 1: The New Girl
The short blonde parked her car and turned off the engine with a slightly shaking hand. She didn't move to open the door, needing to take some time to get her nerves under control. She took a few deep breaths and peeked at her reflection in the rearview mirror.
At least from the outside she looked totally in control.
"Come on, Chris, stop being such a wimp." She patronized herself, nervously brushing her long hair with her fingers. This day should feel like any other day. The only difference was that it was her first day at her new job. 'But it's not ANY job… it's your DREAM job, Chris.' She reminded herself.
She rolled her eyes at her own thoughts and got out of the car, not wanting to be late on her first day. She smoothed her hands over her white short-sleeved shirt and lifted her purse over her shoulder. She looked up at Miami-Dade's Police Department and breathed out slowly. Her heartbeat was nowhere near going back to normal. 'This is it.' She thought, unable to keep a nervous smile from reaching her lips.
She locked up her car and started making her way towards the building. She walked up the stairs and thanked the man who held the door open for her. Once inside, she spotted the elevator and got in, taking another deep breath, in an effort to calm herself.
Her eyes flew around the large room as she finally stepped onto her floor. It was barely seven a.m. and the place was already swarming with people.
"Can I help you, miss?"
Chris turned her gaze towards the voice and noticed the receptionist looking in her direction. 'Was she talking to me?' she thought, glancing around her, in search of someone who could need help. Finding no one, she turned her eyes back on the pretty woman who was still staring at her, eyebrows raised expectantly. 'Right…' Chris rolled her eyes at herself again and walked up to the front desk.
"Hi! Yes, I could use your help!" She offered her hand and smiled at her. "I'm Chris Crawford."
The receptionist's polite grin turned into a real smile as she shook the blonde's hand. "Our new lab rat!"
Chris wrinkled her nose at the nickname but kept smiling. "Yeah." She really didn't like being called a lab rat… that's how they used to call her at her previous job. She'd never gotten used to it.
The young receptionist let go of her hand and picked up the receiver. "I'll call Mr. Caine and let him know you're here."
Chris nodded her head and turned around, her eyes going back to studying what would be her new work environment. She'd only talked with her new boss over the phone, which was pretty odd, considering she lived in Miami and could have met him for the interview without problem. This Mr. Caine was one busy man.
She lifted her eyebrows as a male voice interrupted her thoughts. She turned her head and smiled as she came face to face with a tall man who could only be the person she'd been waiting for. "Mr. Caine."
The redhead gave her a soft grin and shook her hand, his sky blue eyes studying her intently. "Please, call me Horatio." He told her, his voice soft and warm.
Chris gave him a bright smile and nodded her head. "Alright. You can call me Chris, then!" She knew she should've taken her excitement down a notch, since she was in a serious work environment and this man was her boss. But somehow, she had a hard time imagining him losing it or becoming angry at anyone.
Horatio gave a small acknowledging nod and pointed his dark sun glasses towards the hall behind her. "I asked one of our technicians to give you a tour of the lab. We'll deal with the paperwork later, if it's alright with you."
"No problem!" She followed him down the hall and into one of the labs, where a tall woman was finishing buttoning up a white lab coat over her clothes. She lifted her head as they walked in and gave them a welcoming smile. "Good morning, Horatio!"
"Good morning to you. Maxine, meet Christina Crawford, our new DNA technician." He turned his soft gaze back on the shorter woman. "Mrs. Crawford, this is Maxine Valera, our DNA expert."
Chris winced at the use of her full name, knowing he'd probably have a hard time calling her by her shorter nickname, even if she'd asked him to use it. She smiled at the tall brunette and shook her hand. "You can call me Chris."
Valera shook her hand back and nodded her head. "Call me Max. No one calls me Maxine." She winced and looked at her boss, who was grinning down at his hands. "Sorry Horatio."
The redhead nodded his head knowingly, before putting his shades back over his eyes. "Mrs. Crawford, I'm sorry, but I have to get back to work. Max will take you around the lab."
Chris watched him as he turned around and walked out the door, leaving the two women alone. 'Alright… he's kinda weird… but in a good way.' She thought, grinning to herself. She turned her attention back on the tall brunette, who had a similar smile on her lips.
"Don't worry, you'll get used to it." Max took her lab coat off again and hung it by the door. "Now let's go! Let me take you around my world."
Chris nodded her head and smiled, already feeling like she'd get along with this woman.
CSI CSI CSI CSI CSI
"Aaaaand we're back where we started. This is where you're going to be spending most of your time."
Chris followed Max inside the lab and rested her elbows on the table, her eyes scanning the room around her. She'd worked with the same machines and computers when she was at the FBI, which meant she wouldn't have to spend time learning how to use new ones. She turned her eyes towards Valera, who was slipping her lab coat on for the second time that day.
"I feel right at home! I just don't have my own personalized lab coat like you do." She answered, pointing at Valera.
Max giggled. "Oh don't worry, you will." She wrinkled her nose and gave her a playful smile. "To tell you the truth, I asked for a hot pink lab coat but someone thought it wouldn't look professional." She sighed and shook her head, heading back towards the door. "They soooo don't get my fashion sense." She reached behind the door and grabbed another lab coat, throwing it to her. "Here, your name's not on it but it should be ok for now."
Chris laughed and slipped it on. "It's perfect… for now." She buttoned it and lifted her long blonde hair out of the collar.
Valera watched her and rolled her eyes. "What is it with gorgeous blondes around here… it's almost like we're being invaded."
Chris lifted an eyebrow, puzzled. "Huh?"
Maxine laughed and shook her head. "Nothing… " She turned her head towards the door and grinned. "Oh! I think we have our first client of the day!"
Chris straightened herself as a man in a very clean grey suit walked inside the DNA lab. His seemed engrossed in a document he was reading. He walked up to the table and dropped an evidence bag on it, never even looking up from his piece of paper.
The tall brunette cleaned her throat and gave him an irritated look, waiting for him to acknowledge their presence. Wasn't long before she gave up and rolled her eyes at him. "Good morning to you too, Ryan."
"Mornin'…" he mumbled, not even realizing Max wasn't alone.
Chris' eyes travelled back and forth between the two coworkers. Valera crossed her arms over her chest and pulled her tongue at him, making Chris chuckle.
That seemed to get his attention. He lifted his eyes from his reading, eyebrows raised in surprise as he finally noticed the short blonde standing on the opposite side of the table. "Hi!" he frowned slightly and lifted his hand. "I'm Ryan Wolfe."
Chris smiled and shook his hand back. "Chris Crawford, nice to meet you."
"Chris…" he frowned and pointed his finger at her. "Are you the new lab tech Horatio never told us about?" he asked her, making her laugh.
She nodded her head. "I guess I am!" From the little she'd gotten to know about her new boss, she wouldn't be surprised if he hadn't told anyone about her arrival. "I see you brought something for us." She said, pointing at the evidence bag still waiting on the table.
"Yeah, I need to have these samples tested for DNA."
Chris grinned and took the bag from his hands. "Great! Let's get to work then!" She turned around, set the bag next to one of the computers and tied her hair up in a high messy bun, using the hair band she always had wrapped around her wrist.
Ryan glanced at Valera and lifted his chin at the new girl. "I like her. You should take after her, Max."
She shot him a dark look. "Funny."
Ryan winked playfully at her and went to leave the lab but stopped short, frowning. "Hey… is it just me or Chris looks A LOT like…"
Max nodded her head, eyes wide and eyebrows raised. "Calleigh, right?!?! I thought the exact same thing when I first saw her!"
They both looked at Chris, who was watching them with amusement written all over her face. "And who's…"
Maxine interrupted her. "Calleigh? She's one of the CSI's who works here. Short, long blond hair, green eyes, sparkling smile… you both look A LOT alike!" She told her, apparently amazed by the resemblance she saw between the two women.
Chris snorted and shrugged her shoulders, eyes wide with fake excitement. "WOW!!! You never know, I might have found my long lost twin!" She exclaimed.
Max ignored her sarcastic comment and kept going. "I'm not kidding, you could be her clone!"
The short blond wrinkled her nose and turned her gaze towards Ryan. "Alright, this is getting kind of creepy…"
The tall brunette snorted. "Wait 'till you see her… then you're going to think it's REALLY creepy."
Ryan shook his head and sent Valera one of his dubious looks. "Don't you think you're exaggerating a little bit, Max?" He shrugged. "They look alike, but that's about it!"
Max glared at him and sighed. "Whatever." She crossed her arms over her chest and lifted her chin towards the door. "You'll have to let us work if you want to get your results today. Now shoo!"
He raised his eyebrows and tilted his head. "Are you really shooing me out of the lab?" he asked her, grinning.
She walked over to stand next to Chris, who was still watching them with a grin on her face. "No, CHRIS and I are shooing you out of OUR lab." She corrected, smiling down at her new colleague.
Ryan lifted his hands up and started backing out. "Okay, okay, I'm leaving." He waved the paper in his hands as he turned around. "I hope you enjoy it here, Chris!" he called, walking out of the lab.
Chris waved back at him and turned her eyes towards the tall brunette. "I've had more fun in the last five minutes than I've had in two years at the FBI."
SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO? Is this a good start? I promise this story isn't going to be the traditional Ryan-falls-in-love-with-the-new-girl fic.
Let me know what you think!!!!!
By the way... I'm sorry if there are a few mistakes... I'm French Canadian.