A/N: I know it's a little out of character, and that continues through the story a little bit, but it was a really fun story to write so I thought I might as well post it. Hope you enjoy and please review.

'What a long day,' Sara Sidle thought as she walked to the locker room to grab her purse before she went home.

She opened her locker and saw the bag of things she had picked up from the store before she had come to work. Not remembering what she had bought she opened the bag. Toothpaste, a magazine, shaving cream and a granola bar that was supposed to have been her lunch.

Sara rolled her eyes at her forgetful habits and grabbed the stuff she needed and walked out of the locker room.

"Hey Greg, I'm headed home, see you tonight," she said as Greg stopped in front of her.

"Yeh." He smiled. "Oh, you've got to come see Grissom! He fell asleep in the break room."

"Grissom sleeping? At work?" she said doubtfully. She wasn't even sure if he slept at all, but at work? Not likely.

"Come see for yourself," he said and slung his arm around her shoulder to lead her to the break room. "Told you," he said as they peered through the doorway at a sleeping, and snoring Grissom. His arm lay stretched straight on the table, palm up and his head was resting on his arm.

"Well I already took a picture, so I'm going to get out of here," Greg said and left.

'This is too perfect,' she thought as she remembered the shaving cream in her bag.

If she had learned anything from her foster brother Jimmy, it was practical jokes. She couldn't help herself. She quietly took the vanilla scented shaving cream out of the bag and found a string that would have to serve as a feather. She popped off the cap and pressed down on the top of the can, letting out a big pile of white shaving cream on his hand.

Thankful he didn't wake up she twirled the string over his face, letting it tickle his nose. Grissom's nose twitched as she ran it over his face again.

She saw him begin to move and dropped the string on his face and dashed out of the room, kneeling beside the doorway so she could see him.

His head raised off his arm and his hand reflexively flew up to his face. Shaving cream made a loud smacking sound and went everywhere. It splashed on his shirt, the table and when his hand came back down she saw his face entirely covered with it.

She let out a snort and quickly covered her mouth with both of her hands.

"What the Hell?" she heard him mumble. He wiped his eyes off with his clean hand and looked down at all the white cream. Looking around the room he saw nobody, then he looked over at the doorway.

'Shit!' she thought as she moved away quickly. She got off the floor and practically ran to her car. 'He better not have seen me,' she thought and drove away.

Grissom blinked. Was that Sara or was he just seeing things? He walked over to the sink and rinsed his face off. Not bothering to wipe the table off, he looked around for Sara. He spotted Catherine instead.

"Hey. Have you seen Sara?" He asked, peeking his head into the room Catherine was working in.

"Yeh, she flew by a few minutes ago. Looked like she had somewhere to be," Catherine said. "Uh, you've got something on your cheek." She pointed to a blob of shaving cream that he had missed.

A grunt was the only thing she got in response as he turned and walked out of the building.

"Goodbye to you too. Oh I'm fine, thanks for asking," she mumbled to nobody. 'He's so not a people person,' Catherine thought and shook her head.

Grissom yawned and realized how tired he was, after all he and his team had just pulled doubles and had been running all over the city. Not to mention that he had been rudely interrupted during his nap. He made a mental note never to fall asleep at work again.

'Payback can be fun though,' he thought and came up with the perfect prank for Sara as he pulled into a parking space at the mall.

TBC