#tcg.fic

[thatcsiguy]

Speed loves his bike more than he hates the rain.

speed&eric | rating: G | words: 144

on rain and transportation

"Y'know what I don't get," Eric says thoughtfully after watching Speed frown silently out at the rain past the Hummer's windshield wipers for a few minutes, "is why you don't get a car if you hate the rain so much.  You wouldn't have to ride through it on your bike."

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[thatcsiguy]

one fine day, you’ll sing (your inevitable love song)

Now all Ryan can think about is how perilously close he came to losing Eric.  Think, like he’s mostly managed not to since his early days as a CSI, about how close any of them are to falling.

wolfeko | rating: T | chapter 1/4 | word count: 1420 | post-ep: 05.15 man down

They seem to spend so much time at each other’s throats, especially early on, and now that he knows that Eric’s forgotten about Speedle, too…

He almost couldn’t visit him today, now that Eric spends more of his time awake, too afraid that he’d lost his friend anyway.

just a little more time with you

His eyes flick from number plate to number plate as he searches for Eric’s new room.  He was transferred to a general floor earlier this morning, well enough now not to need the constant monitoring.

He finds it soon enough, and he hesitates briefly outside the door before quietly pushing it open.  For all that he saw Eric after his surgery that first day and for all that he psyched himself up for this visit—only his second since Eric was admitted—he still wasn’t quite prepared to see him now and has to take a moment to lean steadyingly against the wall and take the sight of him in.

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