A/N from Jenstog: SO, my GSRBFF Keegan Elizabeth came up with and suggested this collaboration, and well- who was I to say no?! It has been so much fun to work on and yet, such a learning experience.

Thank you Keegan for making it a very special first joint fanfic, and cheers to many more in our future! People- please go read her solo works as they are fabulous, and her WIP Memories is addictive :-) Ok now for the funny hotness!

A/N from Keegan: Jen is my GSRBFF, and she seriously gives me more credit than I deserve. Collaborating with her has been amazing. She's so cool, sweet, and all around fabulous. On the story, we really hope you enjoy it! There will be more to come…we promise. We just wanted to tease everyone :-) with this beginning. We know…we're evil but hopefully you love us as well!

Disclaimer: We do not own CSI, however, we really think it would be awesome because look at how much fun we could have…Also we do not own the song, "Merry Christmas Baby," although we love Bruce Springsteen's version of it.

"In here. Quick! Shhh…" Grissom spoke in a semi-hushed tone. "We have to be quiet since we're hiding from the team." He was slurring his words quite a bit.

Sara giggled out loud. She couldn't help it. Gil Grissom was completely sloshed. It didn't happen often, but on the rare occasion that it occurred it was pure entertainment -for her at least.

He's going to have one hell of a hangover tomorrow. Poor baby. Good thing I will be there to kiss him and make it all better!

Sara, on the other hand, was only slightly wasted. Currently, she was enjoying a nice buzz and feeling all aglow. And she definitely planned to enjoy Grissom being trashed.

"So…now that you have me all to yourself what do you want to do?" she asked Grissom with more than a hint of invitation in her voice.

Instead of answering her, Grissom began singing.

Merry Christmas baby

You surely treat me niiice…

As he was singing slightly off key (and not so quietly for someone who moments earlier had been worried about being discovered), he began taking off his belt.

OH MY GOD. He cannot seriously be going to do what I think he's going to do…is he? Damn, this is going to be great! Why is it that you can never have a video camera handy when you needed one?

Merry Christmas baby

You surely treat me niiiiiiice

I feel just like I'm living in paradise…

"Wow, he's really getting into it," Sara thought to herself as she sat back in his chair to enjoy the show.

Grissom kicked off his shoes –or well attempted to. It took him a few tries, and he ended up stumbling quite a bit. He did manage to pick back up the song although he skipped over a few words.

I feel real good tonight

And I got music on the radio

And I feel good tonight

And I got music on the radio

And I feel just like I wanna kiss you

Underneath my mistletoe

But now listen

Santa came down the chimney…

A/N: Wanna know how it all began…? Well keep an eye open for an update –happening soon, we hope!