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Hello there! Back despite the rather sad undertone of this story?
Waiting for some smut to go with the angst? Don�t worry, we�ll get to that,
just not so soon. First, a little Wegdes, a slightly jealous Nick and more
trouble for everybody�s fav trace tech.
So, enjoy, see you round and remember to review, thanks!

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There was a
gentle knock at the lab door.
Hodges
merely grunted in acknowledgment, and Wendy stepped in, cautiously, as if afraid
to raise his anger.
Not that
that was possible; for all that mattered, Hodges just sat there passively,
listlessly squirting some sodium nitrate into a test tube before capping and
labeling it.
�I, uhm, I
just came to say..I�m sorry about your mother.�
David
turned to give her an impassionate, puzzled look.
�How would
you know?�
Wendy
gestured helplessly with her hands, admitting,
�I �went
through the papers and somehow just �happened to read the obituary and �I�m so
sorry, Hodges.�
Before the
trace tech could react, he was pulled into a comforting embrace.
At first he
remained perfectly still, then slowly, hesitantly he lay his arms around Wendy
and returned the gentle squeeze, bathing in the offered comfort.
None of
them noticed Nick stand outside the lab, only a few feet from the door, and
watch the happenings inside.
For a
second, there was a strange, hard glint in his eye as he fought down the
sourging jealousy, then took a deep breath and marched over to Hodges� refuge.

The two
would-be lovebirds shied apart, alerted by a polite throat-clearing noise.
Standing in
the doorway, Nick gave Wendy a short, friendly nod, then rested his eyes on his
love.
�Hodges, I,
I just came to say..I mean, about your mother..my condolences.�
None of
them saw it coming; Nick moved so fast that Hodges found himself in a crushing
bearhug before he could even blink.
And no one
was more surprised than Nick himself, yet, instead of letting go, he increased
and shifted the pressure on the trace tech�s body, ensuring that this one was
unharmed, yet effectively trapped.
Inhaling
deeply, Nick enjoyed those few precious moments with his Hodges� in his
arms, the other man�s scent both soothing and exciting him.

�I�m so sorry, man, if you need anything, anyone to talk to, just say so, kay?�
By now,
Nick was dangerously close to rubbing his head against David�s cheek; already
his hand was caressing the strong neck in a nigh on affectionate matter.
Reluctantly,
Nick let go, gave Hodges a firm, manly pat on the shoulder and concluded,
�Don�t
worry. We�re there for you. And just in case, well, you know where my office
is.�
He turned
on his heel and all but ran from the trace lab, Wendy and Hodges staring after
him in disbelief.
Finally, the
DNA tech closed her mouth, made a few strange noises and chortled,
�That was-�
�-weird.
Nice, but weird�, finished Hodges lamely.

It had
taken him two whole days to find Kobayashi Maru.
Not for
lack of trying, mind you, but because his ex-wife had confused �Roley� with
�Roxley�.
And Hodges
didn�t put it above her that she had done so on purpose.
When he had
finally got to see Maru, Hodges� heart had almost broken at the state his Maine
Coon-Siamese hybrid had been in:
His left
hind leg had been cast aswell as his right front paw. The entire ribcage had
been bandaged, one ear split and there had been a patch over his right eye.
Despite his hazardous condition, the small creature had given a happy mewl and
licked Hodges� fingers, though it had been obviously hurting.
Carefully,
the trace tech had searched for Maru�s favourite spot beneath the chin and
gently began to stroke it, causing Maru to purr in delight.
�Hey there,
little guy�, David had hushed, swallowing the lump in his throat.
�You sure
had me worried there, when I heard you were hit by a car.�
Dr. Roxley,
who had been busy flipping through Maru�s medical chart, had perked up at that.
�Oh, he
wasn�t hit by a car. He fell, most probably from a balcony or open window.�
�What?�
Hodges had shaken his head in confused denial.
�That�s
impossible; the balcony�s secured and he has a trap door leading only to the
hallway. I made sure all windows were closed and��
He had
trailed off; a feeling of utter trepidation shaking him to the core.
Dr. Roxley,
taking his silence for guilt, had merely shrugged as he filled out
prescriptions and rechecked Kobayashi�s recoverment plan.
�Yes, well,
if �Maru, wasn�t it? -would have been hit by a car, there would have
been deep fur and skin abrasions and heavy traumata to all internal organs
along with the fracture of the entire ribcage. However, his injuries show all
signs of a fall, probably from the second, third store or so. I�ve seen it
happen a lot; the cat falls asleep on the window sill, wakes up and forgets
it�s resting on the wrong side of the glass. Don�t be too hard on yourself,
it�s not your-�
�Fifth.�
Hodges� voice had been barely above a whisper. Dr. Roxley had furrowed a blond
brow.
�Pardon
me?�
�Fifth. I
-we live on the fifth floor.�
The
veterinarian had pursed his lips.
�Then I
guess, your little friend�s guardian angel must have pulled some serious
strings to save him from death�s grasp. He probably must have fallen on some
shrub or so, which dampened his fall.�
David had
rubbed his forehead, muttering,
�Rhododendron.
There�s �a Rhododendron beneath our..balcony.�
Again, the
doctor had nodded.
�Yes,
depending of it�s size, it was probably large enough to reduce the force of
impact to save Maru�s life. Well then, I guess there�s nothing much you can do.
I will give him a few shots against the pain and to avoid possible infections,
but basically, it�s just all about resting and letting nature do its work. I�ll
add some downers too, in case he get�s to lively. Now, I want you to give him
these calcium pills twice a day, breakfast and before sleep, along with these
painkillers. Don�t give him more than three halfs in twenty-four hours; never
mind how much he cries. I�d rather have him tough out the pain than overdose;
cats don�t take good to drugs. As for the casts, I want you..�

Some twenty
minutes later, Hodges had left the veterinarian with Maru in a brand new cage
basket, a cotton bag full of medical supplies and a heavy heart.
The cat had
been firmly asleep, but in its owner�s mind, the thoughts had tumbled around as
if thrown about by a gale force wind.
It was
impossible that Kobayashi could have jumped or fallen from any of the windows
or balcony in his appartment; Hodges� paranoia prevented that.
The way he
always made sure all doors and windows were locked and secured often made him
the laughing stock of his neighbours, but coming from LA, he had quickly
learned to be rather safe than sorry.
So, if all
exits had ben closed and since Kobayashi wasn�t prone to enter other flats than
his own, there could only be one conclusion as to how it had happened.
Kobayashu
Maru had been thrown out over the balcony to fall to his death.
And David�s
blood had ran like ice, when he imagined, how much hatred and cruelty must have
provoked such a hideous act.

So far, everything
was settled:
Nich had
taken over Gil�s old position as supervisior, but insisted to share the office
with Greg and Riley.
Currently,
the Texan was seated at his new desk along with the two other CSIs while
Catherine faced them with the facts of their staff shortage.
�So, we�re
still two people short and have already outmaxed our budget for this year,
right?� asked Nick.
Catherine
sighed.
�Yes, and,
according to personell management, we can�t afford another one for another
eigthteen months.�
Nick and
Greg groaned, even as Riley massaged her temple in frustration.
That was
the very moment David passed by in search for Greg about the results for this
one�s latest case.
Out of the
corner he noticed the blond sit at the table next to Nick.
He
hesitated, took in the picture before him�
And then
something akin to a smile teetered at the edge of his lips.
Just to be
replaced by his now ever-present frown.
Blue eyes
narrowed, as Hodges realized what was missing.

�-need a
backup. Personally I think, one of the-�
Catherine
was cut short, when Hodges came barging into the office, marched over to one of
the still empty cupboards, placed the jar with Grissom�s infamous deformed pig
fetus on the top shelf, turned to the others and declared,
�This
-needs to be here�,
and just
like that, stormed out the door, leaving his stunned audience to gawk after
him.
Greg and
Riley exchanged more than slightly worried glances, then swerved in their seats
to stare at the piglet.
Catherine merely
stood there, mouth agape, then slowly turned to Nick�
And the
Texan flashed her the most brilliant, if not triumphant smile.

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*giggles * Admittedly, I didn�t see this episode, but
I can just picture the guys� faces. As for the whole
Cat-over-the-balcony-thing; if I ever saw or heard of anyone do that, I�d most
likely hit them in the face first, then report them to the police. Animal
cruelty is for losers, mentally impaired and people with major attitude issues.
Or, to quote Eric Hoffer: �Kindness can become its own
motive. We are made kind by being kind.�
Cats and painkillers are not good friends; unlike
humans or dogs, who can easily flush out most drugs, the cat�s liver lacks a
fully functional enzyme pathway. Thus, pain management for a feline can be a
real torture for all concerned parties. For more info, go here:
http://www.cathealth.com/pain.htm

This is the last crossover with the canon series; from here onwards it�s going
to be a stand-alone, so stay tuned for more Hodges-goodness and plottwists!
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