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*Emerges with a bandage on her arm and two bottles of water, hands him one*

A couple of hours and you're made.

*Takes the bottle of water with a smile.*

How's the arm?

Still attached. *grins and cracks the lid off and offers up a toast* Here's to a happy ending.

We can't have one armed CSI's running around. *Nodding he tapped the bottle gently against hers.* Here's to.

You know M'sieur, that that ringing? is the swan song of that frequency...

you will never hear it again.

I should hope not, it's annoying.

[Spots him and tries desperately not to rush over and grab him in a hug]

I just heard.. please tell me you're okay.

*Standing up he took the first steps, hurrying over to her and pulling her into a tight hug.*

I'm fine.

[She wrapped her arms around him tight, closing her eyes in relief]

Thank God.

*His hand moved up and down her back gently.*

Everything is fine. We got Sid back and one of the kidnappers in custody, Aiden got grazed but she's holding up.

[Nods with her face still against his and pulls back to look at him]

I heard there was a car explosion?

*Reaching up he cupped her cheek and nodded slowly.*

You heard correctly, my ears are still ringing. It was very exciting.

[Reaching up to cup his, she shook her head in teasing disbelief]

I am sure it was, but I like it better when there are none at all. This makes twice now. I don't think I can handle anymore.

*Leaning forward he kissed her forehead chastely and smiled tenderly.*

I am sorry, you know I will always do everything I can to make sure it doesn't happen again.

[Swallows and closes her eyes again in relief. She couldn't imagine losing him. Not now. Not ever.]

Just do what you can, Mac.

*His hand on the back of her neck he nodded slowly and smiled as he gazed into her eyes.*

You know I will.

[Returning his smile, she locked into his gaze and nodded slowly with him]

That's all I ask.

*He gave her a gentle squeeze before dropping his hand and stepping back.*

I am going home, I am exhausted.

You look exhausted. Call me if you need anything, okay?

Of course I will, thank you. *He squeezed her elbow and started to move to collect his suit jacket and turn off the lights.*

So the rumor is true then, you almost got yourself blown up.

You say that as if it was my fault.

I'm sure it wasn't on purpose... unless you're a masochist.

(ooc: found pics of Grissom and Flack with sunglasses)

I am but that has nothing to do with the car blowing up.

[ooc: I <3 you]

It's good you got out of it alive with just a headache. Could have been worse. Your ass could have caught on fire.

(ooc: haha me wuvs you too)

Have you been talking to Sid? *Self consciously pats his ass.*

[ooc: long time?]

... Your ass caught on fire didn't?

(ooc: Me luv you long time)

I was running away from fire.

[ooc: *hands over five dollars*]

Which explains how your ass caught on fire and not your face.

(ooc: *does the five dollar dance*)

My face didn't catch on fire. I'm simply explaining how it's not unreasonable for a scorched back end because of the physics of an exploding car.

[*leers, sips beer.*]

If your face caught on fire I doubt we'd be talking about it.

(ooc: You like it.)<.small>

Knowing you, we probably would.

[ooc: hell yeah I do]