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Dear diary
Today was the same as ever, I enjoy work, well I enjoy it to an extent. Being a CSI is all I’ve ever wanted to do, I dreamed of it when the days were long as I patrolled the streets.
I didn’t just want to catch criminals; I wanted to put them away. I still do but… I don’t feel like I fit in on the team, they all se see me as replacing Tim Speedle, and I suppose in many ways I am. I guess it will be difficult for them to accept me, and to deal with his death at the same time, they still haven’t cleared out his locker yet.
I realise I’m never going to truly fit in, but on the plus side, I am doing what I love, and with time the team might even learn to like me, and to accept me somewhat, to accept me as the outsider. Until then I can only do my job to the best of my abilities