NOTE: I don't own CSI. And also, please review. So I'll know whether I'll continue or not.

SPOILERS: Probably season 5

TITLE: Grissom's Wallet

"She's so amazing." Whispered Grissom to himself.

"Excuse me?" blurted Greg "You ok, Griss?"

Greg and Grissom have been doing a case that something to do with a kleptomaniac and a pyromaniac fighting. For the last three hours or so, Greg noticed that Grissom wasn't acting his usual self, but rather quite . . . normal.

"Nothing, Greg." Replied Grissom smiling "Go home. We'll work this next shift."

"But Grissom?" reasoned Greg. He looked as if like it was the end.

"Greg, sit down, let me explain something." Said Grissom, while showing him a seat "I've been a CSI for 35 years or so. And I have a lot of regrets. Most of them had something to do with my dreams as an Entomologist and some are burdens from my father's life. But one thing I regret the most, is the fact that I never got time to spend with the people I love as a man and not an Entomologist. Funny, I thought it would be for the best, guess I was wrong."

Greg looked at Grissom. He could see that from his eyes formed sadness. As if life had been so bad for him. He just nodded. The nod signaled Grissom to continue.

"Spend time with the people you love the most, rather than your work. Spend time with those you want to spend time and those you hope to spend time. Don't be like me Greg, don't ever make those decisions that you can't return or change. Be different. I don't want you to wake up years from now and say 'I wish I just said no.'"

Greg just nodded. Then Grissom stood up and smiled. Before Greg could react, Grissom was out the room and straight to the door. He slowly bowed down his head. At first, a small brown box was what he thought it was. But once the vision of a wallet appeared, he just gave a devilish smiled.

TBC. . .