A/N: This is a Greg!centric neshot based off of what Grissom tells us Greg likes in the episode "Precious Metals" from season 3. Read and review? Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own CSI or any of the characters.


I Like It, I Love It

Greg Sanders loved to surf. There was no better feeling than the ocean's foamy white surf spraying his face while he tried desperately to keep his balance and heading that was the sandy beach about a quarter of a mile away. Eventually, he would have children and teach them the fine art of water-boarding, but until that day, he was flying solo. The perfect way to spend a Sunday afternoon. Surfing was his ecstasy.

Greg Sanders enjoyed scuba diving. He was easily addicted to the rush of adrenaline that surged through his blood stream as he left the tin sanctuary that was the boat's deck and pushed his way down to the tiny world that resided under the sea- it was better than almost everything in the whole world. DNA was, of course, an exception. There was nothing better to him than a good set of alleles.

Greg Sanders was into latex. Rubber gloves were cool, but his real interest was in liquid latex- the type that the latest actresses were wearing out to dance clubs instead of clothes. All colors of the rainbow, latex was a beautiful anomaly. Now if only he could get Catherine to wear some nice lilac and black for his birthday and put on a show…

Greg Sanders appreciated fashion models. Surely it was no easy task strolling up and down the runway all day wearing nothing more than lingerie and the latest designs from the Paris catwalks. The sway of their hips, those pouty lips- he was helplessly addicted to their form and finesse. Vaguely, he wondered if he would ever be able to look half as good in a pair of stiletto's as someone like Asia Argento or Naomi Campbell.

Greg Sanders rocked out to Marilyn Manson. "The Dope Show", "Heart Shaped Glasses", "This Is The New Shit", "Saint", "Eat Me, Drink Me", "Luci In The Sky With Demons"; he loved them all. For some unexplainable reason, he felt that the ultimate rebel, the antichrist, was his biggest idol. The freaky colored contacts didn't suit Greg that much, but he knew he could pull off the make-up After all, he had gone Goth for a period of his lifetime.

Greg Sanders collected coins. Ever since his Papa Olaf had given him his first coin at an early age, he has been an avid collector ever since. Although, this detail is not one he shared with too many people. To think, the hard rocking punk DNA lab tech who enjoyed bleaching his hair and wearing bright colored Hawaiian shirts- a coin collector? He couldn't let it ruin his reputation.

Greg liked many things, and he made no show of hiding it. Everything from gothic rock to summer sports, he found entertaining. He would be willing to add crushing on Sara Sidle to the list, but that would require telling her. And that was one thing he just wasn't ready for yet.