Funny Christmas

Author's note : Response to the "CSIFO dot com Dec FF Challenge" : write a story on "Secret Santa" with the following requirements :

-Sara gets Grissom or Grissom gets Sara

-Misletoe should be involved in some way

-A character must say "oh oh oh".

I don't know too much Secret Santa, so that history will be located in an alternate universe.

My Secret Santa rules for this story : it starts on December 1st and ends on December 24, either about three weeks to buy a gift, guess the donor name and win a bet.

Each person writes its name and a list of wishes that it puts in a box or a hat. Then, each person draws a paper and must keep it secret until the last moment.

While this time, each secret donor leaves hints on its identity to the person for which he must buy a gift in order he must guess who he is.

In my story, the bet is : no one will be able to keep secret the donor's name until the end of the story...

I don't own CSI nor its characters and I make no money off this story.

Summary:

The lab is buzzing around the game of Secret Santa. Each has three weeks to find a gift for someone, guess the name of its donor and hope to win the bet ... but the d day, nothing goes as planned!

They all got the message loud and clear without exception.

Indeed, it's the 1st December 2011 and, as every year, it's the same unchanging ritual, the game of Secret Santa.

Everyone comes with his good humor and his good heart.

This tradition is well lived by all in general, since all the stories that flow from each year are at each time more numerous.

Only this year will be slightly different from the others: Grissom, who no longer works for the laboratory since two years and wasn't present last year should be there this time, Ray Langston was fired and replaced by DB Russell , who took over the Night Shift after the demotion of Catherine and this latter is about to leave the lab in turn.

It's quite a change for the team and although most of them digest it wrong, it yet seems to accept it.

When DB arrives, he is pleased that all has finally responded to his message, including Grissom that he doesn't know yet.

He heads to the entomologist and gives him a strong handshake, a big smile on his face.

-Good evening Mr. Grissom, delighted to finally meet you! DB said enthusiastically.

-Me as well, Grissom responds, clearly happy to finally know the new boss of his wife.

-You have an excellent reputation here, no one has forgotten you... DB says.

-I know, Sara keeps telling me how much the employees miss me here ...Grissom answer, scratching his head slightly, air a little embarrassed.

-Well. I guess you all understood which day we are today, is not it? DB asks to the assistance composed of the Day, Night and Swing shifts as well as most of the staff of the laboratory.

All look at him and confirm his thoughts.

-I know you're used to playing Secret Santa every year and this year there will be no exception, the party will take place and in the rules of the art please! You know the rules, isn't it? DB continues, a great smile on his lips.

All shake their head positively.

DB turns to Grissom and asks:

-You've brought what I asked you?

Grissom turns one second and then pose a small stack of papers, pencils and his straw hat on the table.

Some sounds fuse in the audience, some hated that hat, others were amused.

Each one takes a pencil and a paper and then scribble desssus for several long minutes before Grissom goes around the room to recover them for the next draw scheduled for the end of the shift of the Night Shift.

-Ok. Now you can go out. Remember one thing: you have three weeks, not one more day ... DB reminds.

DB picks up the hat and puts it away from prying eyes in his office while everyone returns go about their business.

As planned eight hours later, all return to the same place for the draw.

The hat goes around the room, each takes a paper and then DB takes the last paper in turn.

He has a suspect smile on his face when he reads it.

Some also a smile, others try to hide their disappointment and then they leave their separate ways.

Grissom and Sara find themselves quickly at home and begin to speculate about who is the proud donor to the other.

But neither he nor she is ready for instant release any information to the point that they openly joke.

While Sara is in the shower, Gil contemplates silently his paper : at the look on his face, he seems have hit the jackpot ...

To be continued.