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Sara was getting ready to go into work. She worked the Graveyard shift with her Colleges Grissom, Catherine, Nick and Warrick at the Las Vegas Crime Lab.
She was in the midst of taking a shower when the phone in the kitchen began to ring. Sara couldn't hear it because of the running water until she turned the taps off. She then realized that her phone was ringing and decided she had better answer it incase it was someone important.
"Shit!" she yelled into the empty bathroom.
Sara grabbed a towel off of the rack next the shower and wrapped it around herself. She ran down the hallway and into her kitchen. Her wet feet slid across the ceramic floor of her kitchen as she picked up her cordless phone from the wall mount and pressed the talk button. Thankfully she reached it before the person hung up.
"Hello" she said half giggling, half speaking into the receiver.
"Hey Hun, how are you? What's so funny?" the man asked.
"Oh nothing," Sara replied and smiled to herself.
"Okay...What took you so long to answer you're phone?"
"Sorry about that, I was in the midst of taking a shower and I didn't hear the phone ringing" she replied.
Sara walked over to the refrigerator and pulled out the carton of Orange Juice. She grabbed a glass from above her and poured some of the OJ into the glass.
"Damn, too bad I wasn't over there right now." he said and Sara perked her ears. She knew what he meant by that comment. "Today after shift, do you want to go out for breakfast?" he said breaking the awkward silence.
"Sure, but if I'm going to actually be at work I have to get dressed. I don't think Grissom would appreciate me coming into work naked," Sara said as she put the orange juice container back in the fridge.
"Well...thats not entirely true." he replied and snickered, he could just picture the look that Sara had on her face when he made that comment.
Sara would have punched him in the stomach for that last comment, but he wasn't in the room at the moment, so that would have to wait until work. "I'm going to disregard that last comment mister." Sara replied and the man went into a fit of giggles.
"Oh Sarbear, you need to lighten up." he replied and then looked at the clock, 40 mins until the beginning of shift. "SInce you have about 30 mins to get ready before you are late for work, for once I'll let you go so you can go like a mad woman and get ready for another night of death. See you soon, bye" he snickered and hung up.
Sara pressed the end button and just shook her head at her lovers last remark. She was about to put the phone down on the counter when she thought someone else, more important might call, like Grissom and she didn't want to take her chances sliding on the hardwood floor for the second time that evening. She wanted to investigate the crime scenes, not become one.
Sara walked back down the hallway with her soaked hair dripping all over the hard wood floor with the cordless phone still in her hand. She walked into the bathroom and shut the door behind her so she could get ready for work.
Thirty minuets later she reached the lab just in time. At least he couldn't say she was late, she was just on time. Of course she had to eat on the run and not even both to dry her soaking wet hair. She forgot that it got cold at night in Vegas thinking the heat would dry it but now she was at risk of getting sick. Sara thought that if she wore a hat she should be fine, at least until break when she can use the hand dryers to dry it a bit more.
Sara pulled into the parking lot and parked at the end of the row of 4 black Tahoes. Each criminologist had their own. Sara cut her enginee and hopped out of her truck seeing Warrick heading into the building. She waved at her co-worker who waved back and patently waited for her to join him at the door.
Hey Warrick," Sara said as both of them showed the receptionist their ID's heading towards the locker room.
"Hey Sara, Umm why is your hair wet?" Warrick asked as they passed Greg in DNA jamming to some punk rock.
"I was in a rush, and didn't have a chance to dry it."
"Ah, lover boy called didn't he?" Warrick snickered and Sara playfully punched him in the arm. "Ouch, you shoudln't be so rough Sidle," Warrick playfully whimpered and headed to the break room as Sara headed to the lockers.
Sara pushed open the swing door and headed over to her locker labled Sidle. She unlocked the combination lock and placed her purse, and jacket inside and then locked it back up.
Sara was heading back out when she heard a moaning noise coming from on the other side of the lockers followed by a bang as something hit the metal locker. Sara had her hand hovering over her gun she had stapped to her side. She was anticipating the worse case scenerio, one of her co-workers injured or a killer hidden behind the corner of the lockers. Sara peeked around the corner and just about fainted.
Her older colleagues; Catherine and Grissom were entwined in a passionate kiss. This was something new to Sara, she had never seen them affectionate at work, well she had never seen Grissom ever show affection. The little green jealously bug was beginning to form in the pit of her mind. She had always been attracted to Grissom, and was crushed when he admitted that he wouldn't risk his career to be with her. To her the relationship he was having with Catherine was kinda the same thing he denied with her. They were collegues, and if anyone found out about this both of them would be fired. Why would he take the risk with Catherine and not her? Was it because they know each other inside out and friends wasn't enough for them anymore. Sara made a mental not to ask him that sometime.
Sara decided that instead of peering around the corner of the lockers and looking like a pervert she would leave the two of them alone. Sara headed back to the doot and grabbed the handle when she could hear Nick and Warrick's voices booming down the hallway. They were discussing football, what else would they be talking about.
The door swung open as Nick and Warrick walked in laughing about something when they almost bumped right into Sara who was trying to leave as quicly as possible but the two men blocked her way. She was trapped, and knew that they guys were going to say something unless they didn't see the two of them. Too late. Warrick could hear moaning coming from the side of the locker and went to go check it out and couldn't turn his eyes away. This was one fo those times when he wished he had a camera handy.
"Go Grissom!" Warrick yelled and Nick laughed and Sara shook her head at his childish outburst.
Grissom stopped kissing Catherine at the sound of a males voice, more specifically Warricks. He opened his eyes and spotted Warrick smiling, Nick laughing and Sara trying her best to avoid eye contact. Catherine finally caught on to why Grissom stopped kissing her at the sight of a crowd of her co workers. She just as quickly escaped his grasp as she hahd entered it 20 minuets ago. A beat red blush crept across both of their faces.
"I have been trying to get that for years," Warrick said, "What's your secret Griss?" Warrick asked playfully and saw the look in Catherine's eyes. Something big was gonna go down in the next 3 minuets, Sara could just sense it.
"It's very simple," Catherine said walking towards Warrick with a smile on her face. Warrick new it wasn't one of sincerity it was one of darkness, the evilness couped up inside Catherine's body and it was just about to get released on him. "See," Catherine whispered as she traced a finger down the front of his chest and Gil smiled knowing she was taunting him. "He's a lot cuter than you," Catherine whispered into Warrick's ear as Warrick frowned. Her lips were centimeter's away from his when she smiled and said, "And a lot better in bed then you'll ever be." Catherine answered as she backed off and headed towards the door seeing the smile on Sara's face, women know how to bait men, and Catherine just did it, hook, line and sinker.
"Do you know that from experence?" Nick asked as Catherine stopped midway out the door.
Catherine smiled spinning on her heel facing Nick with a devilsh smile plastered on her face. She could see the fear slowly growing in his green eyes anticipating what she was going to say to him. Sara couldn't help but giggle as she stood back and watched as Catherine was preparing for the kill.
"Nick, do you think that because you were in a frat house during college and probably did do alot of drinking and probably did sleep with alot of women makes you good in bed?" Catherine asked as Warrick couldn't help but snicker. She was fierce when she wanted to be.
"Uh, no" Nick said as his cheeks were beginning to get red.
"So then the less people you sleep with makes you better in bed?" she questioned as the look of confusion appeared on the young mans face.
"No,"
"Well then, I guess when I say Warrick's not as good as Grissom it must mean that he's a virgin then right?"
Sara couldn't help but laugh at how Catherine was so keenly deverting the attention away from Nick's embarassing past back to Warrick's sex life. It was a trick that many women use on men, reverse psycology.
"I don't know,"
"Well if you don't know, then how do I know if he's good in bed or not?" Catherine asked as she began to walk closer towards him. Grissom was enjoying this just as much as Sara was.
"You..." Nick said and then stopped, he was totally confused and it was just the beginning of shift. "Damn it Catherine, I have no clue," Nick spat and Sara stiffled a laugh.
"Don't start assuming things to questions you know nothing about" Catherine replied and walked out of the locker room.
"Damn she's good," Warrick breathed and everyone bursted out laughing.
Warrick and Grissom left the locker room as they left the other lovebrids alone for a few moments before heading to the break room for assignments. Sara could see the defeat in her boyfriends eyes, Catherine was rough with how she handled that question, but he did deserve it. "Come here baby," Sara said as she opened her arms and Nick walked over as they gave each other a hug.
Sara balled up her fist and punched him as hard as she could in the stomach as he screamed out owe. Sara smiled and looked at the pain in Nick's face giving him a kiss on the cheek.
"What the hell was that for?" Nick asked catching his breath.
"For that comment you made on the phone earlier" Sara replied and walked out of the locker room. Nick smiled and knew that payback was going to happening some time for that comment and took no offence to the punch.
He left the locker room catching up with Sara as they walked hand in hand downt the hallway towards the break room to meet with everyone else for assignments. was holding on to Sara's hand. The two of them had been dating for 3 months now and like Catherine and Grissom they where caught making out, excpet there was in one of the layout rooms and it wasn't by the team but by Greg. He joked about that kiss of the longest time until Grissom threatened to fire him if he brought it up ever again.
Catherine was at the break room before everyone else when her cell phone went off. She answered it and wished she didn't, it was her ex husband Eddie. Grissom came into the break room seconds later when he heard Catherine screaming at Eddie finishing her conversation with a nice, welcoming screw you. Grissom decided not to ask whom it was although he already had a good idea of who it was.
Everyone else entered the break room minuets later. Catherine walked over to the counter joining Grissom and poured herself a cup of coffee to try and hide her tears from the others.
"All right," Grissom said returning to his supervisor mode. "Nick, you and Sara have a 406, at 69 Pleasant drive." Grissom stated and handed Nick the assignment slip as he continued. "Warrick you have a dead body found in a sewer behind a man's Hunting Lodge." he looked up and saw the confused look on Warrick's face as he took the assignment slip out of his hand. "Catherine, you and I have a dead stripper at a night club" Grissom finished and looked over at Catherine seeing she was wipping away tears. He wanted to comfort her, but he couldn't with everyone around, another burn match would happed between Catherine and the guys. There was enough drama between the team to last a year that happened in the last 10 minuets.
"Trying to keep all of the women to your self Grissom?" Nick commented and Warrick snickered, Grissom however did not.
"We have a hunting lodge in Vegas? I mean what is there to hunt out in the dessert unless you're hunting armadillos " Warrick stated changing the subject.
"Don't be a whinny kid," Catherine snapped and Warrick's eye got wide. "Why don't you grow up and figure some stuff out on your own Sherlock" Catherine replied covering her sadness with an evil smile.
"Looks like someone forgot to take a midol today," Warrick mummbled. Catherine was ready to pounce on him like a wild cat when Grissom held her back.
"Alright that's enought you two. You're both adults and professional's and are at the moment acting like childish 6 year olds who need to be watched 24/7. The lab is not a day care it is a place of work. Now I want you both to behave." Grissom said and looked at Catherine. "I want you to stop with your sassy combacks," and then he looked at Warrick, "I want you to stop with your smart ass remarks. Are we clear?" Grissom said. It was the first time for awhile he had to put his foot down. He knew that if he didn't, WWF Smackdown would have started up in here.
"Crystal" Catherine muttered.
"Ready Sarbear?" Nick said changing the subject. Sara had her eyes glued on Catherine. She knew something was wrong, it was woman's intuition to sense those things, but she couldn't figure out what. "Sara?" Nick asked for the second time.
"Huh," Sara said and shook her head smiling, "Yeah lets go" Sara said, she smiled and got up as Nick followed behind, follwed by Warrick. Catherine and Grissom were left alone again.
"Ready Cath?" Gil asked seeing the pain in his lovers eyes. He knew Eddie brought the worst out in her, and now she was working a case with a stripper, what a way to destory the person you love's night. "I know you're probably mad at me for assigning you to a case involving strippers, but you are the expert. I mean you used to be one." Grissom stated, trying to be as curt as possible.
Catherine looked up from the crack in the floor and directly into his eyes. She knew that he was trying his best to be sincere as she knew that he could tell something was bothering her. Catherine smiled at her lovers attempt and said. "It's okay Griss, I'm ready to protect Sin City from one more bad guy," Catherine replied and gave Grissom a peck on the cheek. "It just keeps making it safer for Lindsay when she grows up" she said and left the break room with Grissm following behind.
