Everyone is kinda talking about Warrick being the first one to find out about GSR since he witnessed the veggie burger scene. Here is my drabble take on that.
His book
He wondered if Grissom ever really thought of him as a favorite. He was not stupid, they knew that and still they kept playing this game right in front of him. He saw the looks when they thought everyone was engrossed in their work. But what got to him most was that they kept playing their game when it was just the three of them. He didn't mind the flirtation when they did it in front of the group. It made him feel angry, yes, but never stupid. When they did it in front of him it made him feel like they had forgotten who he was. Sara had forgtotten that Warrick was her friend, that he knew her and always knew what was going on with her. Grissom had forgotten that his favorite was in the room, the young man he had once hired because Warrick could see what nobody else could. That skill never went away, Warrick still saw what nobody else did. He knew with certainty that they were an item and it annoyed the hell out of him because they couldn't see that he had figured it out. They had forgotten about his smarts, they had forgotten about his instincts and they had forgotten the most important thing; Sara was never a mystery to him. She was distant to others, could come across as arrogant but to him she had always been a book he could read. He had loved to watch her, had loved to know that he was the only one that could read the special book that was her. That was what bugged him the most; Grissom had stolen his favorite book from him and he didn't think he'd ever get it back.
His book
He wondered if Grissom ever really thought of him as a favorite. He was not stupid, they knew that and still they kept playing this game right in front of him. He saw the looks when they thought everyone was engrossed in their work. But what got to him most was that they kept playing their game when it was just the three of them. He didn't mind the flirtation when they did it in front of the group. It made him feel angry, yes, but never stupid. When they did it in front of him it made him feel like they had forgotten who he was. Sara had forgtotten that Warrick was her friend, that he knew her and always knew what was going on with her. Grissom had forgotten that his favorite was in the room, the young man he had once hired because Warrick could see what nobody else could. That skill never went away, Warrick still saw what nobody else did. He knew with certainty that they were an item and it annoyed the hell out of him because they couldn't see that he had figured it out. They had forgotten about his smarts, they had forgotten about his instincts and they had forgotten the most important thing; Sara was never a mystery to him. She was distant to others, could come across as arrogant but to him she had always been a book he could read. He had loved to watch her, had loved to know that he was the only one that could read the special book that was her. That was what bugged him the most; Grissom had stolen his favorite book from him and he didn't think he'd ever get it back.
