Who is David Hodges? | By : Fel5 Category: CSI > General Views: 1917 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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And on we go; some tiny piece of Wedges with a little bitterness on the side. As mentioned, Hodges will be somewhat out of character; the reason will be revealed later. Until then, enjoy this little lovers’ thrist.
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Every day
“Yeah, whatever.”
Greg blinked in confusion, then shrugged and left the trace lab.
Obviously Hodges wasn’t in the mood for their usual banter, but then again, it had been hardly three weeks since Grissom’s departure, and everyone knew, how much the trace tech had looked up to his ex-supervisor.
Greg flipped through the results and greeted Wendy, as she passed him by, chancing a glance back over his shoulder, as the brunette rushed into Hodges’ lab.
‘Lucky bastard’, Greg thought to himself, as he made his way towards the conference room.
“Hodges, we need to talk.”
Subtlety wasn’t Wendy Simms’ strong suit, but then, neither was it Hodges’.
Evasive, sneaky, even downright defensive and bluntly direct were all things she associated with the elder lab tech, but never subtle.
And obviously not up for a conversation, if Wendy read Hodges’ body language correctly.
Jaw set, brow furrowed, a deep frown marring his features, his shoulders and back, though slumped and hunched over the microscope, as rigid and tense as a startled cat’s tail. She idly wondered if his spine would give out, if he grew any more stiff.
Hodges didn’t even bother to look at her, when he answered,
“If it’s case related, feel free to speak. If it’s personal, wait until coffee break. Or end of shift. Whatever.”
To say Wendy was stunned would have been an understatement. She merely stood there, staring at her teammate/love interest utterly flabbergasted, before drawing a deep breath-
“Whatever it is, it has to wait, Wendy. I’m currently busy with two instable catalysts and a very delicate piece of evidence, so please, whatever it is, it just. Has. To.Wait.”
The DNA tech was taken back; she had never heard Hodges use that tone with her or anybody else.
She stepped closer, hesitantly, to get a better look at the trace tech…
And lost herself in the snowstorm that were Hodges’ eyes; cold, closed-off and distant.
“Wendy. Please. Not today.”
This time his tone was soft, unpleading, without the earlier malice, but no less adamant.
For what seemed an eternity, the two lab workers just kept gazing at one another, until Wendy recognized the weariness in the clouded orbs.
Hodges wasn’t simply tired or overworked or drained but utterly exhausted.
And something else the brunette couldn’t put a finger on.
“David, when’s the last time you actually had a good night’s sleep?” she asked.
He merely smirked, but it lacked a great deal of his usual smugness.
Shaking his head, he muttered,
“I haven’t had a decent sleep in the past twelve years. And no, I won’t tell you why. Let’s just leave it at that and never mention it again, ok?”
She wanted to argue, wanted to protest, but couldn’t find the nerve or heart to talk back.
So instead she nodded, reached for the door and gave him a small wave of the hand, before she left for her own lab.
Hodges had already returned his focus back on the microscope.
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Yes, the correct term for this would be ‘intermezzo’.
Sorry, to put up this tidbit of a chappie, but it didn’t seem to fit with the previous or next one.
I always wanted to do this; show that Hodges can hurt as much as anyone else, even more so, because he is emotionally unbalanced and socially detached. Everybody gather to give Hodges a hug -and one more, because he is so damn cute!^
Hope to see you around!^^
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