Disclaimer: I don't own CSI. I'm but a simple fan and writer.

A/N: A light hearthed Lady Heather/Grissom ficlet. Responding to an old challenge with the end result of some goofiness and the '99 bottles of beer' song. Some may think they're being OOC in this, I see it as them having fun. Could be seen as a continuation of my previous LH/G ficlets or as a stand-alone. Either way, hope you like it.

Ficlet 14: Picnic Fun

The sun was shining, the birds were chirping, the weather was mild - not overbearingly hot. It was such a nice day, Grissom had invited Heather out on a picnic. They needed a casual, romantic outing for just the two of them. She suggested going to the park, and he agreed.

With a packed picnic basked and a large blanket in tow, they drove to a nearby park, and chose a secluded, grassy area away from the crowds.

"This is a lovely idea, Gil." Heather smiled at her.
He relished the few times she called him by his first name. She made it sound like music in his ears. She leaned in to kiss his cheek, leaving a small lipstick smudge that he didn't care to wipe away.

"So what do we have here?" Grissom let her pick out the food. She insisted on it and had asked him if he wanted anything special, but he declined.

"I made some sandwiches, some lemonade and some french fries, instead of the usual crumbly chips," Heather responded, unpacking the food.
"Sounds great," Grissom grabbed the thermos of lemonade and poured some into a paper cup.
"So, what are you feeling right now?" She inquired.

He was thrown for a loop, "About the scenery or about you?"
"About anything," she looked at him with softly.
"Well... everything is perfect," he looked around, "I want to remember this day as it looks right now. The sun, the grass... you."
She smiled at him.

They ate in silence taking in everything. She finished before him and stood up. He was a little surprised when she did, and she started to climb the tree they sat under.

"What are you doing?"
"I've always wanted to try this," she responded breezily. "I used to climb trees when I was younger."

She made it to the third branch. He was definitely surprised at how free-spirited she was acting and he smiled himself.
"Don't you ever want to let loose and do something you wouldn't normally do?" she posed the question as she leaned against the trunk.

"Well... I'm dating you aren't I?" He kidded.
"Good point, bugman."
"Bugman?" Now Grissom was definitely wondering what was up with her.

"Catherine told me that's what she called you," she closed her eyes, letting a foot dangle from the branch. She chuckled a little, "All you need is the cape. I can be your side-kick. Imagine it; Bugman and Dominatrix girl."

That conjured some interesting images in his head, he smirked at her, and she started to laugh as she realized he was probably thinking what costumes they would wear.

"So, what's in this lemonade?"
"Guess," she was really having fun now.
"Based on how you're behaving, 99 bottles of beer?" he raised an eyebrow.
He delivered it so seriously that she burst out laughing, which in turn caused him to laugh.

"Ninety-nine bottles of beer on the wall, ninety-nine bottles of beer," she started.
"You take one down pass it around, ninety-eight bottles of beer on the wall," he joined in.
With a laugh, she hopped down and landed on the blanket. She toppled over and Grissom laid beside her.

"So, any ideas on what we do now?" He asked her in a low growl.
"Actually yes." She slowly grabbed a french fry, ran her tongue along the length of it, and popped in into her mouth. Grissom just grinned.

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I forgot to say I also don't own the '99 bottles of beer' song. Isn't it public domain, though? Anyway, please review and tell me what you think.