Author: Lithium – Infected – Shamrock (LIS)
Spoilers: ha.
Paring: Greg and Sara
Authors note: Sometimes you have to take drastic action to save your reputation.
Dedication: Caspian raider, A Bloom, sandersgirl, and any other Gr/S fans – for pestering me on my other fic for a gr/s relationship – they're not getting one. But they're getting this fic instead…
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"Hey Greg" Sara said slyly edging closer to the lab tech – she was to determined to enjoy every moment of the experience.
"Sara," Greg began, slightly annoyed at the interruption, he span round on his chair to face her, "I've done your DNA sample, I've run it though CODIS, I'm not a miracle worker…well, maybe I am for one lucky lady," he grinned at his own comment.
"Like Enya?" Sara teased, holding up a CD.
"Where the hell did you get that?" Greg yelled, attempting to grab the CD from Sara, who held the CD even higher. She wasn't going to let him get it that easily.
"It was in my report…. aw Greg, I'm hurt, I thought it was a present for me," she said in mock disappointment.
Greg held up his hands defensively, "Sara, I will give you all the presents in the world, if you just give me that CD" he said in negotiation tones, fearing for his musical reputation.
"Hmm," she said considering, "nah, I think I'd like to go share this with Nick, Warrick, Archie….and anyone else I can find." She said, smile radiating.
Greg started getting nervous, but calmed himself, "what do you want?" he said in a dejected tone.
"Aw, Greg, come on! This is fun! She said leaning against a worktop behind her, still keeping her arm up, and the CD out of reach.
"Fun for you," Greg said sarcastically, eyes narrowing. He hated it when she had a hold over him.
"Hmm," she said thoughtfully, "maybe I should draw up a list of demands?" she said; attempting to look as though she was in deep thought.
Greg decided drastic action needed to be taken to save his reputation – the music side of it. He stood up
"Nu-uh," Sara said playfully, standing on her tiptoes, "you're not getting it." She didn't actually know what she wanted to get from Greg, but teasing him was definitely half the fun.
Greg weighed up his options. 'What options?' he thought with silent desperation.
There was only one option.
Greg took a bold step forward; exhaled, and kissed her on the lips.
Sara was so shocked, she dropped the CD, a move Greg anticipated.
He lingered a little longer at her lips, and then swiftly moved down and grabbed the CD.
He got up, and looked her in the eyes, they were wide from shock. He just grinned in response, quickly tapped the CD on her shoulder, and before she could take it away again, he stuffed it in his lab coat pocket.
He laughed to himself, she was still standing still, and had made no move for the CD – no way Sara would dare to try and take it out his lab pocket. Not where /that/ pocket is situated.
He sat back down to his samples, leaving Sara still rigid from shock. He grinned to himself, and pretended to go back to analysing.
Sara mentally and physically shook herself; simultaneously reminding herself never to tease Greg again, and to get revenge.
Revenge would have to wait though. She did have a case to deal with. She walked to the door, but a question remained in her mind.
Being Sara sidle, she wanted answers.
"Was that just for the CD?" She questioned thoughtfully from the doorframe.
"If you have to ask, you'll never know," he said cryptically; still grinning.
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Ok – I'll get back to my other story now.
Also sorry for any spelling errors – it was just a quick fic.
Please review – otherwise I'll never learn.
Spoilers: ha.
Paring: Greg and Sara
Authors note: Sometimes you have to take drastic action to save your reputation.
Dedication: Caspian raider, A Bloom, sandersgirl, and any other Gr/S fans – for pestering me on my other fic for a gr/s relationship – they're not getting one. But they're getting this fic instead…
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"Hey Greg" Sara said slyly edging closer to the lab tech – she was to determined to enjoy every moment of the experience.
"Sara," Greg began, slightly annoyed at the interruption, he span round on his chair to face her, "I've done your DNA sample, I've run it though CODIS, I'm not a miracle worker…well, maybe I am for one lucky lady," he grinned at his own comment.
"Like Enya?" Sara teased, holding up a CD.
"Where the hell did you get that?" Greg yelled, attempting to grab the CD from Sara, who held the CD even higher. She wasn't going to let him get it that easily.
"It was in my report…. aw Greg, I'm hurt, I thought it was a present for me," she said in mock disappointment.
Greg held up his hands defensively, "Sara, I will give you all the presents in the world, if you just give me that CD" he said in negotiation tones, fearing for his musical reputation.
"Hmm," she said considering, "nah, I think I'd like to go share this with Nick, Warrick, Archie….and anyone else I can find." She said, smile radiating.
Greg started getting nervous, but calmed himself, "what do you want?" he said in a dejected tone.
"Aw, Greg, come on! This is fun! She said leaning against a worktop behind her, still keeping her arm up, and the CD out of reach.
"Fun for you," Greg said sarcastically, eyes narrowing. He hated it when she had a hold over him.
"Hmm," she said thoughtfully, "maybe I should draw up a list of demands?" she said; attempting to look as though she was in deep thought.
Greg decided drastic action needed to be taken to save his reputation – the music side of it. He stood up
"Nu-uh," Sara said playfully, standing on her tiptoes, "you're not getting it." She didn't actually know what she wanted to get from Greg, but teasing him was definitely half the fun.
Greg weighed up his options. 'What options?' he thought with silent desperation.
There was only one option.
Greg took a bold step forward; exhaled, and kissed her on the lips.
Sara was so shocked, she dropped the CD, a move Greg anticipated.
He lingered a little longer at her lips, and then swiftly moved down and grabbed the CD.
He got up, and looked her in the eyes, they were wide from shock. He just grinned in response, quickly tapped the CD on her shoulder, and before she could take it away again, he stuffed it in his lab coat pocket.
He laughed to himself, she was still standing still, and had made no move for the CD – no way Sara would dare to try and take it out his lab pocket. Not where /that/ pocket is situated.
He sat back down to his samples, leaving Sara still rigid from shock. He grinned to himself, and pretended to go back to analysing.
Sara mentally and physically shook herself; simultaneously reminding herself never to tease Greg again, and to get revenge.
Revenge would have to wait though. She did have a case to deal with. She walked to the door, but a question remained in her mind.
Being Sara sidle, she wanted answers.
"Was that just for the CD?" She questioned thoughtfully from the doorframe.
"If you have to ask, you'll never know," he said cryptically; still grinning.
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Ok – I'll get back to my other story now.
Also sorry for any spelling errors – it was just a quick fic.
Please review – otherwise I'll never learn.