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Talented hands 2: The Exchange

by: BuffyAngel68 (Send Feedback)

Series: - No Series - #2
Chapters: 003 Word Count: 3826
Rating: ADULT
Warning(s): Disturbing Imagery or Content
Character(s): Tony DiNozzo, Abby Sciuto, Ziva David, Ensemble, Other Male Character
Category(ies): Action/Adventure, Alternate Universe, Angst/Drama, Crossover, First Time, Humor, Romance
Pairing(s): Tony/OMC
Crossover Shows: CSI
Summary: Six months are alomst over and Tony is anxiously awaiting his flight back to Vegas and the man he loves, but he's not the only one who's got an
adventure in his future...

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Talented Hands 2: 2/?

In my universe, Greg is still in the lab, okay? Just roll with it, please...



"So? Who is it?" Catherine asked Gil Grissom, her voice filled with long suppressed curiosity. "You've been driving me nuts with this and time's running out. I know you've made the decision."

"I have."

"And? Don't torture me like this, Gil. I'm the mother of a teenager, I don't deal with suspense well..."

Grissom sighed and gave her a light smile.

"Who else? I picked the one who'd benefit most from the experience... the one who has the most to learn and who'd get the most out of going."

Catherine beamed at her supervisor and laughed.

"I knew it! He'll be ecstatic when he hears. I'm gonna go grab him before he leaves for home."

"Bring him to my office."

Catherine's smile faded.

"I don't get to tell him?"

"That's my job. You and the others get to take him out to celebrate."

"I can deal with that as a trade off. Be right back."

Catherine did a rapid search and finally caught her quarry coming out of the locker room. "Greg! Hey, hold up a minute!"

"Catherine? What is it?"

"Grissom needs to see you in his office."

"He does? What for? I didn't mess anything up, I got all his results to him on time tonight..."

"You're doing fine, kiddo. He just wants to talk to you about something. C'mon, I'll walk you down there."

"Yeah? Okay... you're sure I didn't piss him off an' I just don't know how yet? You'd tell me right?"

"Believe me, if there was a problem, you'd know. Just relax and talk to me. Tell me about that weird case tonight..."

For the few minutes it took to make their way back to Gil's office, Catherine managed to keep Greg distracted, but when they arrived at their destination he was suddenly nervous again. "You have to trust me, Greg, this is a good thing. Go on in... and when you're done meet me in the lot out front, okay?"

"If you say so."

Grinning, the blonde nudged him in the back to get him moving then ran off to gather the rest of their crew before they could scatter.

"Greg, Come in. Have a seat."

"Ummm... thanks. Cath said you, ummm... wanted to see me?"

"Yes. A unique opportunity has come up... and I'm offering it to you."

"Opportunity? To do what?" Greg asked, intrigue overtaking anxiety now that he genuinely didn't seem to be in trouble.

"When the law enforcement convention was held here a few months ago, I got to know a promising young federal agent working with NCIS back east. I was so impressed, I arranged for him to come back and work with me... with all of us for a period of time. Unfortunately, his own job made it necessary that he wait before he could fly back out."

"And now he's on his way? Cool... so what's this opportunity?"

"For you to go out to Virginia and take his place while he's here in Vegas."

"Me? Why me? Not that I'm not grateful, I just... don't really understand."

"I went back through everyone's files, looked at their perfomance evals and personal lives. I decided you were the ideal candidate. You've become one of the best DNA techs in the state, Greg, but I can't see you staying in the lab forever. You have a great mind and enormous potential. This would be the perfect chance for you to learn what it's like to work in the field... to see if it's a change you'd like to make."

"How long?"

"Six months. You'd be working under an amazing supervisor, at least that's what Tony's been telling me in his e-mails. His boss, Agent Gibbs, is a taskmaster, but I know that won't be a problem for you."

"Tony... that's the guy I'd be switching with?"

"Anthony DiNozzo."

"And he's really good?" Greg asked, his worry flooding back

"He's bright and willing to learn. His skills as an investigator are an unknown at the moment..."

"Investigator. So he's not a lab tech?" he replied, relief clear in his face and voice.

"No. Your position here is safe, Greg, I promise. If you come back and decide the field is really where you belong, of course..."

"I understand. God... the answer is definitely yes. I'd be an idiot to say no to such a great opening. Thanks so much, Grissom..." Greg said, standing and reaching out to shake his boss' hand.

"You're welcome. I know you'll make yourself and everyone here very proud. I'll make the flight arrangements and the lab will pay for the ticket. You've got the next three days off to plan and pack."

"Three days... oh man, I better hustle!"

Greg turned and ran full tilt out of the office, through the lab and out the front doors, only remembering Catherine's parting request when he skidded to a halt in the parking lot to find all his friends gathered there. Nick grinned from ear to ear and slapped his young friend on the back.

"Congratulations, bud. Cath told us all about it. Wait... you did say yes, right?"

"Like I'd say anything else?"

"I told you, Arch. Pay up, my man."

The lab AV tech grimaced momentarily and handed over a five dollar bill. Nick folded it and slipped it into the breast pocket of his dress shirt.

"He bet you that I wouldn't go? I can't believe that." Greg responded with mild indignation.

"Hey, he wasn't the only one thinkin' that way, kid." Warrick confirmed. "You're family. It's hard to get your head around family leavin', ya know, even if it's only for a while. You ready to go get some breakfast an' do some *serious* party plannin'?"

"You guys don't have to do that..."

"What did he just say about family?" Nick countered. "You ain't gettin' on that plane unless we've had a chance to say goodbye, Greggo."

"Okay... breakfast it is. I'm starving!"

"When are you not?" Catherine asked, laughing as the group piled into their separate vehicles.

Inside the lab, Grissom gradually shook himself out of the contemplative state he'd slid into following Greg's swift departure. Lifting the phone receiver, he consulted a slip of paper and dialed a number Tony had provided him some weeks back.

"Yes, hello. This is Dr. Gil Grissom. I work at the Las Vegas, Nevada crime lab. Could I speak to Special Agent Jethro Gibbs? Of course I can wait..."



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