Ok, over at the CSI forum on we are working together to write a story about our favourite couple, Sara Sidle & Gil Grissom. The link is http/ . So nickstokesgirl wrote the first paragraph and blueMnM415 wrote the rest of this first chapter. There are about 14 of us taking turns each writing a chapter.

Da Rules for the Story wrote:

1) No character death!(there can be NDE(near death experiences)but no dying)
2) Ther rating will be PG-14(unless others disagree)(try to base the rating under TSoSS)
3) Everybody will write one chapter of the story(no less then 1000 words)
4) The order of who writes will be in the order of those signed up(nickstokesgirl first, then myself and so on)(unless anybody has any objections)
5) I think that we should make the story long enough so that everybody gets to do two chapters(once everybody does one chapter, we start the cycle over)(unless anyone has any objections)

Chapter One

Sara Sidle is thirty-five years old and was born and raised in California. Ever since she was eight years old she loved learning about science and wanted to become a scientist. She finished high school and spent five years in college to become of what she dreamed of! Before she knew it she was a CSI in California and her supervisor was Mark Gibbson. Five years have past and Mark is buddies with a LV CSI supervisor Gil Grissom. Mark knew that Gil was short a CSI member and Mark knew that Sara was wanting to move to a different location and Mark knew that Sara would be perfect because she is dedicated to her work and she works hard and that work in California was kind to simple for her but kind of hard for others, so Mark knew that Gil's team would be perfect for her.

But that was six years ago. Today, she was 35 years old and had been a criminalist for almost ten years. She had moved to Las Vegas and made her living. After a rocky start, she made good friends with her colleagues and made a family for herself. Actually, the only rocky patch she didn't have when she moved here was her 'supervisor' Gil Grissom. That rocky patch came in the years to come; he had started to shut her out even before the lab explosion, since the Tom Haviland case. Then, by the Lurie case, they were barely on speaking terms. He still didn't know that she knew what he said during the interview, she had tried to put it behind her. So many other things had happened, but that was all in the past now. Now, it was two o'clock on a Friday morning. She was wearing a loose peach tang-top and soft, white shorts. She lay only half awake in a bed slightly foreign to her with a very similar arm draped over her stomach. She was pondering how she could be so happy right now. One of there closest friends was in the hospital, in ICU! He could die any minute! Yet, Sara felt happy as she stared at the digital clock on the bedside table that read 2:12am. She wasn't very tired, even though her shift ended several hours ago she still had not fallen asleep. I could've possible been the fact that she was now sharing a bed with the man she loved and, she now knew, loved her back. Yes, it had taken 5 years to accomplish but she now had a romantic relationship with her 'supervisor' Gil Grissom. And thankfully, for now, nobody knew. Its not that they didn't want people to know, but having a relationship with a supervisor... it looked a little iffy. So, they chose to keep it under-wraps as long as possible. But, they had finally progressed to sleeping in the same bed, so yes; I guess that was a good reason to be happy. That was the deduction she came to before slowly falling asleep. It was her dream come true.

Roughly five hours later a cell-phone in the bedside table rang out. Gil Grissom woke up out of his slumber and looked at the clock; it read 7:13am Friday. His phone continued to vibrate and ring so he proceeded to pick it up before it woke Sara. He quickly and gently removed his arm from around her waist and answered his phone.

"Grissom" he said in a tired voice.

"Gil, do you phones work?" It was his fellow CSI, Catherine Willows, she sounded un-naturally awake "Cause I tried calling you about five times and all I got was the answering machine."

"I left the phone in the living room last night, my cell was next to my bed." he thought up quickly. Tonight they were at Sara's house; they kept a change of clothes at each other's homes and alternated where they slept.

"Well, anyway," Catherine said, continuing on, "Sofia (resisting erg to us 'Spork') is taking over for Brass until he is ready to manage the job again, and she called in assignments. She tried calling you, but couldn't reach you so she called Me." she concluded.

"Okay, you call Warrick and Nick, I'll call Sara and Greg and I'll hand out assignments at CSI." Grissom said before saying goodbye to Catherine and closing his phone.

He propped himself up on one elbow and turned toward a now sleeping Sara. She look so peaceful asleep. It hurt him to wake her, but duty calls. He gently brushed stray hair away from her face and her neck. He gently bent down and kissed her forehead. His beard tickled her face, waking her up. She blinked a few times and turned to look up and Grissom hovering over her.

"Hey." she said in a soft, quiet voice.

"Hey yourself." he said back to her. "That was Cath.," he said holding up his cell-phone in his other hand "Sofia has assignments for us."

"What time is it?" she questioned hoisting herself up and leaning back on her hands.

"7:21." Grissom responded as he replaced his cell back on the nightstand. "Can you call Greg, tell him to get to CSI ASAP?" he asked Sara as she proceeded to get out of the bed.

"Okay." she said as she stood up and ran her fingers through her hair, fighting with any stray knots that had crept into her hair during the night.

Grissom got out of the bed as well, from his side, and told her "Thank you." before placing a soft kiss on her lips, which she gladly returned. He then went over to the bottom drawer of the dresser and pulled out a pair of black work pants and matching shirt and various other things and walked into the bathroom, shut the door, and the sound of running water could be heard as the shower turned on.

Sara watched him walk into the bathroom and smiled to herself. She then walked out of her bedroom and was immediately woken up from the coldness of her wood floor compared to her carpet. She walked over into her kitchen and turned on the coffee machine that started to brew coffee. She then picked up the phone and proceeded to call Greg. She hit the speed-dial for Greg's cell and put the phone up to her ear as it started to ring on the other line.

"Mhmffff, Sanders" Greg said in a muffled voice on the other line.

"Greg, have you been eating your pillow again?" Sara said, smiling.

"No, trying to clean up the drool." Greg responded nonchalantly "What's up?"

"A couple of cases came in. Grissom wants us all there to hand out assignments." Sara responded.

"Okay, thirty minutes, I'll be there." Greg said as he proceeded to get out of his bed and change his clothes.

"Twenty or Grissom will fry your ass." Sara said, laughing slightly as Greg hung up on the other line and she did the same. She then walked over to the coffee machine and poured the fresh coffee into two cups and began to sip her coffee. A few minutes later, Grissom walked out of the bedroom, fully dressed, and Sara handed him his coffee.

"Thank you," he said as she handed him his cup. "I'll be leaving soon, I have to sort out the cases before the rest of the team arrives."

"Okay." she responded. She stood up on her toes and gently kissed his chin and Grissom kissed her forehead. "See you at work."

"See you at work." he said back to her as he walked out the door and climbed into his car and headed for work.

Sara put her and Grissom's coffee cup in the sink, rinsed them out, and went into the bathroom to take a shower and change for work.