Disclaimer: CSI is not mine.
The screen shook and everyone came to view, laughing. Catherine's living room was occupied by some of the best. Brass, Sofia, Catherine, Warrick, Nick, Greg, Grissom, and Sara around with drinks. Plates were strewn around.
Catherine stood in the middle of the room. The screen slightly faultered and Nick could be heard from the left, "You sure you know how to handle that thing?"
"Yeah, yeah," Greg's voice boomed from behind the camera, again focusing on Catherine.
"To all the good times, bad guys off the streets, and all here who we love! Here here!" She raised her glass, and everyone agreed raising their's as well.
"Presents!" She stumbled over to the tree, the camera following her roughly.
Lifting each on she called out names, each person getting up to receive their secret Santa gift. As everyone sat back down, Greg set the camera down to open his own gift.
Laughs went around as some revealed several gag gifts. Nick had recieved a bottle of lemon juice, gift card attached for a day spa. Grissom stared at his glow bug underware, complete with flashing thorax's. Greg had also gotten underware. Sparkling red ones as well as a gift certificate for XXX bondage. Everyone laughed as Greg smirked, commenting on rewrapping it for Ecklie from the nightshift.
Nick had picked up the camera and focused it on the few who hadn't opened their gifts. Catherine smiled at the array of lotions and scrubs as well as another day spa certificate. Brass recieved a talking bass, straight from Grissom's office. Sofia had gotten a visa gift card. All eyes turned to Sara as she opened her gift, smile immediately falling.
"What's in it?" called Nick.
She looked up, jaw agape and shaking her head slightly, "Nothing."
The box was capped, but Greg came over.
"Aww, come on Sara, you can show us!" he reached for the box, which she pushed farther away.
"I shared my bondage with you!"
"Greg, no!"
He gave her a puppy face. She shoved her gift all the way under the tree, and the party resumed. The camera went to black.
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Nick and Greg could be heard from behind the camera.
"She's gonna kick you're ass if she finds out that you opened her gift," the Texan with the camera warned.
Greg looked around the room, "She's not even here, she went to the bathroom."
"Yeah but not for long."
"I just want a peek, don't be a baby." Greg laid on his stomach and reached from the box that had been pushed far under the tree. Placing it in front of him he opened the lid, gawking at the sight of very expensive lingerie.
"Oh. My. God. Who gave her this?!" Greg's finger hooked around the amber lace and lifted it out of the box, showing it off for the camera.
"Dude, put it back in the box before she finds you!" Nick moaned.
"Who finds you?" Sofia's voice could be heard off screen. The camera whipped around to view in on Sofia, hands joined to her hips.
Seeing the garmet she whisteled, "Who is that for?"
Greg paled, "Sara."
Sofia's eyes widened, "Damn, who's she seeing?"
"I don't know."
"You wanna find out?"
"Huh?" Both Greg and Nick's voices joined in.
"Well, we just have to find her and interrigate her."
"Seems like a job for, SUPER GREG!" Greg's hands went to his hips.
"Never do that again," She stated flately, "Let's go."
She turned on her heels, through the living room, then dining room, then kitchen. They came to the hallway where the bathroom was located and could her a quiet coneversation. Sofia turned to the camera and made a shooshing gesture. They began to tip toe toward the hallway. Sofia first peeked around the corner, than Greg, and finally, Nick and the camera.
The screen revealed Sara with her arms crossed and Grissom leaning against the wall.
"I can't believe you gave me that!"
"It wasn't meant for here, it was for home!"
"My ass, how do I know you didn't plan this?"
"Because I wouldn't do that!"
"Oh, right."
"Really, name one time I tried to embarrass you in front of everyone?"
"Well, I don't know about everyone, but I do know about other people."
"I was just having fun with them, we'll never see them again!" he defended, raising off the wall.
From behind the camera someone whispered, "Hey, what are you guys looking at?" Warrick gained several glares as he pushed forward to sneek a peek.
He turned back to everyone, "Are you getting this on camera, because no one would believe us otherwise."
Nick replied from off screen, "If you would get your afro out of the way!"
Warrick quickly ducked and the camera focused once again on the two in the hall way.
Sara spoke first, "No, if you would have thought first!"
"Once again, I did not meant to embarrass you in front of that saleslady."
He recieved a glare.
"Okay, at least beleive me that I didn't grab your gift intentionally!"
Sara uncrossed her arms and sighed, "You didn't? Really?"
"No!"
"Fine," she lifted her arms and he slid into them. Gently he kissed her lips.
"Gil," her voice had softened, "We're in Catherine's house with all of our coworkers out there."
He kissed her again, with more passion. She moved him slowly back into the wall, continuing the kiss.
They broke apart, panting slightly.
"You know, I really did like it," she muttered.
"I like it too," he kissed her neck, "On or off you."
Sara laughed lightly and he kissed her neck again. she tilted her head back. Before he could continue any further, she straightened and leaned in to his ear. His eyes turned straight towards the end of the hall.
He too straightened, not looking at all pleased.
He worked his way down the hall, "Nick, give me that camera."
You could hear a scramble and laughs as the camera tumble and fell to the floor, effectively dimming.
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