"Good morning Sara," said Grissom as he passed his CSI on the way to his office.
"Hey Griss," replied Sara. She gave her supervisor a warm smile and continued on her way.
Sara opened the door to her lab and found Greg already inside the small room. He looked sad and guilty.
"Hey Greg, what's up?" asked Sara.
"I need to tell you something but you have to promise not to be angry with Nick and I," answered Greg quietly. He was avoiding Sara's eyes.
"Let me guess, the two of you made another bet about me?"
"How did you know?"
"You always do it. I'm not stupid you know. What's the bet about this time? And why do you need to tell me?"
"I feel bad for this one Sara. The others are all playful things that usually don't work out, but this time, the bet is more of a prank. And I don't think we should be doing this to you."
"What's the prank Greg? Do I need to ask Nick?"
"No! I'll tell you. We decided that we were going to wait until it was just the three of us and then we were going to humiliate you by making up something stupid. But we decided not to. I think that someone might have heard us though cause they did exactly what we were going to do."
Sara looked confused, so Greg took her down the hallway until they reached the front of Grissom's office. Sara's jaw dropped in surprise before she quickly ran off to her lab, tears pouring down her face. She was angry and embarrassed. Someone had put a sign above the door to Grissom's office that told everyone of the relationship between Sara and Grissom. They had been trying to keep it a secret, but that wasn't going to work anymore.
It had only been about ten minutes since she had run from Greg to the safety of her lab. She heard the door opening and retreated further into the shadows behind her desk. She heard footsteps and assumed that Greg had come looking for her. She held her breath, hoping that whoever it was would see that she wasn't there and leave the room to look elsewhere. She wasn't that lucky though, and eventually the footsteps got close enough for her to see who it was.
"Sara?" asked Grissom quietly.
"Go away," whispered Sara.
"Honey, come out. Don't worry about them. We'll just pretend that it's not true."