Puzzle of Shards (CSI, GSR)

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Puzzle of Shards

Summary: Wisdom is purchased in pain, a puzzle of sharp shards that cut you as you piece them together. Sara and Hank. Sara and Grissom. [GSR, guest appearances by Hank.]

Disclaimer: Do I look like a large American TV channel? Nope, they're all CBS's and I ain't it.

Rating: PG-13 for some naughty words and implied naughty activities.

Author's Note: Touches on events of season three as well as vaguely referring to Grave Danger and my own invented timeline beyond.

For briasoleil, as asked for. Hope it gave you some of what you wanted at least.

II

( Sometimes, you get tired of fighting your relationships... )

Cam Hits the WTF-Jackpot

Truly, there are no words (It's at page two where things get truly disturbing...)

From the thread and the mouths of self-proclaimed pedophiles:

I am a pedophile, and I love children. (...)

I agree that penetrative intercourse with prepubescent children is physiologically dangerous, so I do not believe it is ethically permissible (nor should it be legally permissible). But I think children can handle non-intercourse sexual activities, and can give informed consent to such activities if they received good education. (...)

So yes, in this society, consent with a child is next to impossible, and will remain so for a long time. But one day that WILL change, and when it does, the world will be a better place for it, because a lot else will change as well. Law will be unnecessary, because Love will be the only law. And ye harm none, do as ye will. "Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law" and "Love is the law, love under will." (...)

When I see a child I don't know, then yes, I lust at first. Then I love. I see the Divine Within Her. Sometimes it delays, but other times it has been the first emotion to hit. There have been times where I saw a child and immediately saw the Divine Soul within, immediately was overtaken by a beauty more than the physical and nearly broke down in tears of joy for it. And that love never changes intensity, I just get used to it. One of my young friends has kind of been messed up by life in general, and so she gets very violent at times with other people. Most people run away from her when this happens, but my love for her is such that my own physical pain means nothing to her having someone to vent to, to listen to her, and to be sympathetic. Sure, I find her pretty physically, but admittedly, normal lust would NOT have attracted her to me, as she is somewhat overweight. It was Love, instead. (...)

I'm.... The words, they fail me.

I think I have to throw up. Especially at the future vision of the pedophile dream. Love shall be law and love is all about having sex with children who are not yet biologically and emotionally equipped to handle it, innit? The things people will do to justify themselves... Sometimes, humanity gives me the willies.