Disclaimer: I don't own CSI, yada yada yada. You know the deal. This is a short little ficlet which has not been beta'd so any and all mistakes are mine.

Rated: K

SNIFF

"Mmmm that smells good" he thought to himself as he approached the kitchen.

On the kitchen table sat a freshly heated slice of apple pie. Sara stood at the fridge, poking through the freezer with her back to him, looking for some french vanilla ice cream to put on top of her pie.

"I'll just sneak over and grab a bite." As quietly as he could he approached the slice of pie. He stood in front of the slice of pie and glanced over at Sara, still rummaging through the freezer. He turned back towards the pie and reached for the it, quietly sliding it over closer to him. Just as he was about to take a bite the freezer door slammed shut.

"Hey!! What do you think you're doing mister!!" Sara hollered, "that's the last piece of pie and I claimed it."

Not knowing what to do he just looked at her and batted his eyelashes at her.

"Oh don't give me that look" she said as she plopped a scoop of ice cream on top. She had always been a sucker for his eyes but she wasn't gonna let herself be swayed by them this time.

She then took the pie and headed out on the deck to enjoy her snack on the lounge chair and enjoy the sunshine. He joined her on the deck and laid down on the other lounge chair, closing his eyes.

A moment later the phone rang. Sara placed her plate down on her seat and went inside to answer the phone.

"This is my chance." he thought to himself as he eyed her plate through one opened eye. "I'll just sneak a little bite and she'll never know. She's already taken a few bites anyways."

He crossed the deck and when he got to Sara's vacated seat, he glanced inside to see if she was looking. Seeing that her back was turned he returned to the task at hand and took a small bite.

"Mmmm, that is good." he thought as he swallowed the morsel. He looked back inside and Sara was still talking on the phone. "Maybe just one more small bite." Before he knew it the pie was gone and all that remained was a few crumbs on the plate.

"Uh Oh, I'm in trouble now"

Just at that moment the patio door opened.

"BRUNO!! THAT WAS MY PIE YOU LITTLE THIEF!!" Sara bellowed at the canine. In the blink of an eye the boxer ran back into the house.

"YEAH YOU BETTER RUN!!" Sara yelled, pretending to be angry but on the inside she couldn't help but laugh.

"He's just like his father" she smirked to herself as she took her plate inside.

THE END

A/N: Just had a little thought for a short "food thieving" ficlet. Now admit it, you thought it was Grissom didn't you lol. That was actually my goal, hoping maybe I could get people to think it was him then throw in a curveball at the end and reveal the true identity of the pie thief. Did I succeed? Hope you enjoyed my little Bruno ficlet.