Author's note: I know I wrote this story in a pretty annoying way to read, but I couldn't rewrite it afterwards for some reason. I don't own anything in the story, and very many thanks to my beta: labrat love. I hope you enjoy, and please review; I can use any criticism. But don't be too hard on me :)
Author's note 2: I recently rewrote this chapter, to make it a little easier to read. Next chapter coming up soon!
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Locked
"So, what should we do now?" Sara said.
"To be honest with you, I have no idea." Nick said.
"What if … no. Maybe … no. But perhaps … no." Greg said, his hand under his chin.
"Would you please stop thinking out loud? It's very irritating." Sara said, glaring at Greg.
Greg grinned. "I know."
"Can we get back to the important issue?" Nick piped up, before Sara and Greg would start fighting.
"Well, if Greg stops …" Sara said, looking pointedly at Greg.
"I will, I promise." Greg held his hands up in surrender.
"Thank you."
"Well, we can try to call someone." Nick proposed.
Sara rolled her eyes. "I already tried to call Grissom. No signal."
"I've got one question. Why didn't you call Catherine or Warrick? They're somewhere around here too." Greg said, a smug grin on his face.
Sara blushed. "Ehm, well, he's our supervisor, so I hoped he would have a solution for this."
"We don't have anything that can help us out?" Nick said, getting back to 'escaping'.
"I've got a comb, but I don't think we can use that." Greg shrugged.
"I've got my cell, but as I already told, no signal." Sara said.
"I got nothing. What do we do now?"
"Yell for help?" Greg said, a grin on his face.
"Wait, I think I've got a paperclip somewhere in my pocket. Hang on..." Sara started digging in her pocket.
"What exactly are you planning on doing with that?" Nick asked.
"I can try to pick open the lock, it's at least something."
"You think a paperclip will do that?" Greg said, one eyebrow raised.
"Got it! Well, I can give it a try." Sara folded the paperclip and started picking the lock.
Nick grinned. "Not working very well, is it?"
"Almost... er... no, not really." She took the paperclip out of the lock and put it back in her pocket. "For other emergencies."
"What time is it?" Greg suddenly asked.
Nick looked at his watch. "It's six thirty. Why?"
"I really hope there still are people from the night shift around."
"Damn, I think there aren't." Nick said, running a hand across his face.
"I'll try to call someone again, maybe it'll work now." Sara suggested. She moved around the room with her cell phone in her hand, until suddenly, she stopped. "I've got signal."
She started dialling and after a few seconds someone picked up.
"Hi honey, it's Sara. Did I wake you up? ... Oh sorry for that than, but I've got a problem. Well actually, we've got a problem... Yeah, I'm stuck at the lab with Greg and Nick. ... Yeah, I mean really stuck, as in 'We-can't-get-out-because-the-door-is-locked-and-we-don't-have-a-key'. You will? Oh, thank you. I love you. Bye."
While Sara was making the call, Nick and Greg were listening and whispering.
"Honey? Who's she calling?" Nick asked, frowning.
"I've got no idea. Shh, maybe we can find out."
They listened so Sara's side of the conversation. At the "I love you", Nick's eyes widened and Greg's mouth fell open. They looked at Sara when she turned around and walked towards them.
"What? Something wrong?" Sara asked, putting her cellphone back in her pocket.
"Who was that on the phone?" Nick asked.
Sara suspected something and asked: "Why do you want to know?"
"You started with 'Honey' and you ended with 'I love you'. That must be some hell of a guy. If it was a guy." Greg said.
"Yes, it was a guy and I said I love you because at least someone is going to free us now." Sara said, thinking up the first excuse that came to mind.
Nick saw she was getting a little nervous. "And the "Honey" part?"
"Ehm... I... er..."
At that moment, they heared someone at the door, putting the key in the lock. As the door opened, Nick, Greg and Sara stepped outside. To their surprise, Grissom was standing there.
"Wow, that's fast. You were still here, Griss?" Nick asked.
"Yeah, I was in my office when someone called to tell me you guys were stuck." Grissom said, not going into detail who 'someone' was.
Greg and Nick looked at Sara.
"That must have been my next-door neighbour. He's staying over at my house for a few days, until his father comes pick him up." Sara said, looking panicked at Grissom.
"Yes, I guess it was then." Grissom said, nodding.
"So that's who you called a few minutes ago." Greg said.
"Yes. Who did you think I called, then?"
Greg blushed. "Er... just... someone."
Nick started laughing. "Come on, Greggo, shift's over. Time to go home."
As they walked away, Grissom locked the door again and he and Sara started walking to his office. The blinds are closed, and they sat on the couch together.They kissed. As they parted, Sara says: "I'm sorry I woke you."
"You can always wake me."
Sara smiled and they kissed again.
"You think they believed our story?" Sara asked.
"At least for now."
"Yeah I hope so."
"How long will it take them to figure it out?" Grissom asked.
"Well, if they believed this, it'll take quite a while."
They smiled.