A/N: This song is Teenagers by My Chemical Romance. I happen to less than three it.
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Disclaimer: Does it LOOK like I own CSI or MCR?! Alena is mine. No touchy.
13 years later
Sara's POV
It wasn't time for work yet, and Nick was working a double. I sat on the couch flipping through Alena's photo albums. There were so many pictures that made me smile, on of one year old Alena playing with the puppy version of Monster, Nick teaching Alena how to fly a kite at the beach, 6 year old Alena on Nick's shoulders at Disneyland, Alena beating me at chess, her first soccer game, her first band concert, and a picture of her now. She was dressed in a nice Abercrombie polo and wearing makeup. Then I heard it. Door slam then a thump.
"Mom, I'm home!!!"
My 13 year old daughter came into the living room. She had curly brown hair, which had grown an incredible length which was tied up into pig tails. She was tall, about 5'7". She was dressed INSANELY. She was wearing an orange tank top over a purple long sleeved shirt, long boy shorts, mismatching knee length socks, and mismatching Chuck Taylor converse. I lifted the picture of Alena all dolled up. "Hey Lenny, what happened?"
She scoffed then rolled her eyes. "Would you really prefer spending 100 dollars for two SKIMPY shirts and act like a total brat, bringing home guys like no tomorrow?" I don't know what kind of look I had on my face, but it must have been a surprised one. "I didn't think so, Mom."
"All right, I give. What do you want to eat?" I stood up, gave her a hug and put the photo albums back. I walked to the kitchen ready to make Alena her afternoon snack.
"Turkey sandwich! Oh, and some water. I'm parched." Alena walked to her room, probably to change into her pajamas. She liked to get comfortable when she got home.
"Len, don't change. We're going to go to the lab tonight." Alena ran out of her, grabbed her backpack and another bag.
"Okay let's go!" What was going on? She was never this excited.
"I've been taking you to the lab for years and you rarely get this excited. I know you like going but, what's going on?!"
"Well, Linds and I were going to decorate the break room, since it was almost Christmas and all…"
"Okay then, grab your sandwich, the other one is for your Dad. Get everything you need for your homework and let's go."
"Mom, even if I did forget something, you guys have everything I need at the lab."
I smiled as we got into the government issued Denali. I guess they don't mind crazy teenage daughters tagging along inside. Once I turned on the engine, some country song Nick had was playing.
"Ugh what is this country junk?" Alena said plugging her iPod into the stereo system.
"Hey, I happen to like your fathers' music. You should learn to like it."
My crazy teenage daughter is not crazy. She's insane. I don't understand how she can like music when all you hear is screaming. What the hell?! She actually understands them. It's crazy.
"It's okay Mom, I'll put it on something less screamishy." I could hear the iPod click when a few words started going with some guitar in the background.
They're gonna clean up your looks Because the drugs never work They said all teenagers scare
With all the lies and the books
To make a citizen out of you
Because they sleep with a gun
And keep an eye on you, son
So they can watch all the things you do
They're gonna give you a smirk
'Cause they got methods of keeping you clean
They're gonna rip off your heads
Your aspirations to shreds
Another cog in the murder machine
The living shit out of me
They could care less
As long as someone'll bleed
So darken your clothes
Or strike a violent pose
Maybe they'll leave you alone, but not me
I honestly laughed my head off when I heard the lyrics. I usually don't but this one was a good one. Nick had to hear this.
"And this is funny because…?" Alena said with the death look.
"Well let's see, my teenager scares the shit out of me." I said to her giving her a smile.
"Yah, because I'll go around doing some senseless killing. Besides, I'd hide the body well since I grew up with two CSI parents."
"You wouldn't dare."
"Yes mom, because I have the capacity in my soul to kill someone."
She has a smart ass mouth. Nick always says she got it from me. I sure know why my mom hated me now.
Nick's POV
Of all things I got to do… I got stuck doing paperwork when I could've picked Alena up from school. The only thing keeping me sane was the picture of my beautiful daughter and my smokin' wife. The most recent one made me laugh; it was bring your child to work day, and Alena somehow got Sara to dress exactly like her. It was amazing how much they looked alike. I got so caught up in my thoughts I somehow didn't notice a brightly colored teenager sneak into the break room and tie my shoes together and sneak back out unnoticed. Yah aging does something to you. Then I saw a flash of long curly brown hair and a genuine smiley.
"Are you just going to sit there and gape at me or are you going to give me a hug?"
"You can come over here sexy." Little did I know my little angel was standing right behind Sara, completely hidden.
"You guys can flirt elsewhere." Smart ass. Too bad I can't resist hugging my little girl. So I got up, with my shoes tied together, took a step, tripped, and landed flat on the couch. Darn that girl.
"Dad, maybe you should get your eyes checked or something. It just so happens I couldn't get away with it when I was 5, but I can when I'm 13 and about three times bigger and dressed saying, 'Hi! Look at me!' It doesn't make sense." I tousled her hair and gave her a kiss on her temple.
"You got your Mom's mouth. Better keep it under control." I smiled and she walked to Catherine's office, knowing Lindsey would probably be there.
I sat on the couch, untying my shoes together when my wife sat next tome, giving me a kiss on the cheek. "Did you miss me?"
"More than you know." And with that I gave her a kiss.
"It's nice to know you love each other, but save the baby making until there's no one around please." Damn her smart mouth.
"Oh please Alena. You're so dramatic."
"Don't you have a scene to process?! We're here for a reason…"
"Right. Let's go Nicky."
"Have fun Alena." I tousled her hair again.
"CAN YOU PEOPLE STOP TOUCHING MY HAIR?!"
She is so crazy.
A/N: Push the button. You know you wanna. It's grey and says "Go" then type: I love you. marry me.
Just kidding.