Title: Christmas Party
Author: PeTiTeCaT
Rating: PG
Summary: The CSI crew are working and three weeks before Christmas they're told about a party that will take place on Christmas day. Lots of fun!
Pairing: N/S of course! And W/C, slight G/OC
Disclaimer: None of these characters belong to me...I wish...apart from Grissom's lady friend, unsure of a name yet...and maybe some more characters later on.
A/N: This was meant to be written for Christmas...but it's a bit late. But it doesn't mean I can't post it right? Hope you enjoy it and if I haven't said it to you already, HAPPY CHRISTMAS!!
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~ Three weeks to Christmas ~
'Hey Sara, pass me that blue ball please?'
'Nicky, isn't it a little early to be decorating?'
'You must be kidding!! There's only 3 weeks left! Besides, as soon as this place is done, I gotta do my apartment...it just looks so bare...'
The two laughed as Sara passed him the blue bauble that he had asked for. She didn't know how it had happened, but somehow Sara managed to be roped into decorating the break room with Nick this year. In fact, thinking about it, they had practically decorated the whole lab, with much appreciation from the staff.
Catherine walked round the corner with her nose stuck into a file case she was sharing with Warrick. They had been quite open about their relationship for the past few weeks, and Grissom had no intention of keeping them on separate cases. He wasn't petty enough to do that, especially since it was so near christmas.
'Cath, look out!'
Catherine stopped in her tracks immediately after hearing Sara warn her. She didn't even know why. Finally looking away from the file, she noticed she was about to walk straight into the box containing the christmas decorations...a very big box.
'Thanks Sara...wow, you guys did a good job in here. How long did you spend on it?'
'Well since Griss didn't put us on a case, I thought Sara would like to help me with this room...since we seem to be in here more often than others. You really like it?'
Seeing the happiness on Nick's face, there was nothing else she could say.
'I love it. Job well done, Nicky.'
Sara was hesitating whether to jump in explaining how she had got the decorations, but when she saw the look on Nick's face, like Catherine, there was no way she would burst his bubble.
'Yeah Nicky. Job well done. It looks amazing, and I'm sorry about questioning the idea.'
Nick's face started changing colour after the compliments he was receiving. It wasn't often that he'd be so satisfied from something so little, but the spirit of christmas just made him happy. And he wanted to share that feeling with the others. Deep down, he really just was a little kid in a man's body.
'Thanks guys. You put a lot of effort into it too Sar, so well done to you too.'
'Well, it's good to see you guys like to share the compliments around, but what do you have in mind for this box here with all these decorations? 'Cause I know there are enough decorations in this room!'
She was right. There was no more wall space for decorations to be hung. The christmas tree looked too full already, and the door and cupboard doors were covered with decorations too.
'That's a good point Cath...what do you think we should do Sara?'
'I dunno Nick...how many decorations do you have at home?'
It took Nick a while before being able to remember one year back to see how many decorations he had. Most of the decorations were quite old and traditional, but there were getting a little out of shape.
'I guess I could do with some more decorations...mine are getting a bit old.'
'Then that's settled. I'll help you take them over and decorate your house then...after shift. Since there's nothing better to do.'
'Thanks Sar.'
By this time, Catherine had made her way over to the table with her file case, and had taken a pencil out scribbling little notes next to the writing, paying little attention to the two decorating CSIs.
Warrick chose it at this point to enter the room, and he was lucky enough - since he received no warning from Sara - to miss the box of decorations, that still lay in front of the door.
'Woah...someone should have a 'warning' label on this door. What's going on? This place looks like Santa's come and gone!'
'Hey...christmas is near, and lovely Nick and I here decided to...bring the Christmas spirit to work...'
Warrick threw his arms into a surrendering expression as he explained to Sara his intentions of his comments.
'Hey, meant no harm..honest. You guys've done a great job. I'm just saying...it looks good. Looks like Santa came here...with presents...'
'Hey Warrick...speaking of presents, where's mine?'
'Not to worry Cath, it's right here.'
He held up a slip of paper, something Catherine seemed very excited to receive. It appeared to be the thing needed to break the case they were working on...finally a breakthrough, something they definately needed.
'And let me tell you...it's not pretty. Unless you're us, we got him. His fingerprints are all over the murder weapon...we just need to see what he's willing to tell us before he knows we know, ya know?'
'Uh, I think so. But so long as this case is finished and close to closing, I'm happy. Maybe we can help Nick and Sara decorate Nicky's house...it'll be fun, I'm sure.'
Nick at this point decided to take a break from decorating and interupt their conersation.
'Hey, no interfering with the house...either decorate it my way, or you stay away from the place, cemprende?'
No one could resist laughing and Nick's choice of words...other languages were not his specialty, especially with what Sara thought as 'the most adorable accent on this earth'.
'Well, I guess time's ticking...it's the end of shift, anyone seen Grissom?'
'I'm right here. Warrick, Catherine...I heard about your case, congratulations. Nick, Sara...glad to see you've done something...creative...with your spare time.'
Glances were shared among the four CSIs below Grissom, since it wasn't very often he expressed his opinion so bluntly and openly.
'Somehow, I get the feeling that we're about to get something more...whatsup Grissom?'
'Well...I've just been informed the CSI lab is having a Christmas Party on Christmas day, so if none of you have anything to do, then you'll all be wanted there.'
'But what about-'
'I understand Lindsey will be able to come, Catherine, so there's no worry about that. If there's any reason for why some of you guys don't want to go, then it's fine. It'd be greatyl appreciated, though, if you could. I don't think this lab has seen a party since the beginning of time...so think of this as a one in a life opportunity. You can of course, bring somebody as a guest, or as a date, however you would like to interperet that invitation. Bottom line, you're all wanted to attend, with or without a guest, on Christmas day.'
'Wow, never would have thought this lab would see the day of a party in order to celebrate Christmas all together. Count me in.'
'Yeah, I'm with Sara. I'll go.'
'I'll check with Lindsey, but she'll jump at the chance to buy a new outfit, so yeh...count me in too. Warrick?'
'Sure, I'm in.'
'Great, that's everybody in this room. Good going guys.'
After sharing all details about the Christmas party, Grissom left the room, leaving the other CSIs wondering in awe.
'So Nicky, you got anyone planned to take? I mean...surely there's someone on your mind.'
'Well, Cath...since you're going with Warrick, I see you're outta the question-'
'Hey man, stay away from Cath...she's taken...right?'
The two women shared a silent chuckle as their eyes caught, unnoticed by the men currently discussing Catherine's availablity, even though it was a joke to both.
'How 'bout you Sara?'
'Well...probably no-one. Please, like I have time.'
Warrick decided now would be a good time to try and push a certain suggestion in the air. If it worked, then great. If not, then it would blow over as a joke like Catherine and Nick.
'Well Nicky boy, why don't you go with Sara? Since neither of you have anyone to take...'
Cathering saw Warrick's eyes and the thought behind his suggestion, seeing the wheels in motion working in his brain. He was up to something, and it didn't take a rocket scientist to work out what.
'Nothing wrong with that...Sara, would you like to go to the Christmas party with me?'
'Sure Nicky, I'd be glad to.'
Cheesy grins were shared for a minute or two. Between Sara and Nick, due to their latest 'arrangement'; between Catherine and Warrick, due to Warrick's sneaky push; between Sara and Catherine, due to the boys immature behaviour and between Warrick and Nick, a 'guy thing' - they both had dates secured for the party...they were safe, in terms of dates.
'Anyways, shift's over guys...time to split. Sara, you wanna grab lunch? I gotta pick up Lindsey, and as soon as I tell her, she's gonna want a new outfit. Thought we might as well try and get some shopping done...whattaya say?'
'Sure Cath, maybe these boys can tame down too. See ya guys. I'll meet you in the locker room Cath.'
The two women left the room and as Sara headed towards the locker room, Catherine headed towards Grissom's office, probably to drop off the case file. About a minute later, she walked back across the room heading in the direction Sara had previously went in. The two men stayed in the room, somewhat surprised at the almost best-friend interaction between Catherine and Sara. Sure, they weren't best friends, but they didn't make plans to shop with each other out of the blue like that.
'Woah...what happened there? Is it me or did something just happen?'
'I hear ya man, since when was my girl so chum with your girl?'
'I dunno...but it sure was weird-wait a minute, my girl? Since when was Sara my girl?'
'Please Nick, who you trying to fool? You think I don't see it...you must be joking. Considering we've known each other for, how long? 3..4 years? Plus I'm a CSI...you trying to tell me you don't have feelings for Sara?'
'Okay, so what if I did. She's not my girl.'
'At least not yet. Come on man, lemme buy ya lunch. Take your mind off things...I never knew women needed three weeks to prepare for a party.'
'Hey, I know a lotta thing about women, but there are a lotta things I don't know about women. They're the..female species, man. All I know is, don't mess with 'em. It'll get dirty.'
'I hear ya. Now come one, shift finished ages ago. I need food!'
Both men walked out and headed to the locker room, the women nowhere to be seen - probably already left to go shopping - before using Warrick's car to take them to lunch.
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Hope you liked the first chapter, the next will be up soon!!
Author: PeTiTeCaT
Rating: PG
Summary: The CSI crew are working and three weeks before Christmas they're told about a party that will take place on Christmas day. Lots of fun!
Pairing: N/S of course! And W/C, slight G/OC
Disclaimer: None of these characters belong to me...I wish...apart from Grissom's lady friend, unsure of a name yet...and maybe some more characters later on.
A/N: This was meant to be written for Christmas...but it's a bit late. But it doesn't mean I can't post it right? Hope you enjoy it and if I haven't said it to you already, HAPPY CHRISTMAS!!
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~ Three weeks to Christmas ~
'Hey Sara, pass me that blue ball please?'
'Nicky, isn't it a little early to be decorating?'
'You must be kidding!! There's only 3 weeks left! Besides, as soon as this place is done, I gotta do my apartment...it just looks so bare...'
The two laughed as Sara passed him the blue bauble that he had asked for. She didn't know how it had happened, but somehow Sara managed to be roped into decorating the break room with Nick this year. In fact, thinking about it, they had practically decorated the whole lab, with much appreciation from the staff.
Catherine walked round the corner with her nose stuck into a file case she was sharing with Warrick. They had been quite open about their relationship for the past few weeks, and Grissom had no intention of keeping them on separate cases. He wasn't petty enough to do that, especially since it was so near christmas.
'Cath, look out!'
Catherine stopped in her tracks immediately after hearing Sara warn her. She didn't even know why. Finally looking away from the file, she noticed she was about to walk straight into the box containing the christmas decorations...a very big box.
'Thanks Sara...wow, you guys did a good job in here. How long did you spend on it?'
'Well since Griss didn't put us on a case, I thought Sara would like to help me with this room...since we seem to be in here more often than others. You really like it?'
Seeing the happiness on Nick's face, there was nothing else she could say.
'I love it. Job well done, Nicky.'
Sara was hesitating whether to jump in explaining how she had got the decorations, but when she saw the look on Nick's face, like Catherine, there was no way she would burst his bubble.
'Yeah Nicky. Job well done. It looks amazing, and I'm sorry about questioning the idea.'
Nick's face started changing colour after the compliments he was receiving. It wasn't often that he'd be so satisfied from something so little, but the spirit of christmas just made him happy. And he wanted to share that feeling with the others. Deep down, he really just was a little kid in a man's body.
'Thanks guys. You put a lot of effort into it too Sar, so well done to you too.'
'Well, it's good to see you guys like to share the compliments around, but what do you have in mind for this box here with all these decorations? 'Cause I know there are enough decorations in this room!'
She was right. There was no more wall space for decorations to be hung. The christmas tree looked too full already, and the door and cupboard doors were covered with decorations too.
'That's a good point Cath...what do you think we should do Sara?'
'I dunno Nick...how many decorations do you have at home?'
It took Nick a while before being able to remember one year back to see how many decorations he had. Most of the decorations were quite old and traditional, but there were getting a little out of shape.
'I guess I could do with some more decorations...mine are getting a bit old.'
'Then that's settled. I'll help you take them over and decorate your house then...after shift. Since there's nothing better to do.'
'Thanks Sar.'
By this time, Catherine had made her way over to the table with her file case, and had taken a pencil out scribbling little notes next to the writing, paying little attention to the two decorating CSIs.
Warrick chose it at this point to enter the room, and he was lucky enough - since he received no warning from Sara - to miss the box of decorations, that still lay in front of the door.
'Woah...someone should have a 'warning' label on this door. What's going on? This place looks like Santa's come and gone!'
'Hey...christmas is near, and lovely Nick and I here decided to...bring the Christmas spirit to work...'
Warrick threw his arms into a surrendering expression as he explained to Sara his intentions of his comments.
'Hey, meant no harm..honest. You guys've done a great job. I'm just saying...it looks good. Looks like Santa came here...with presents...'
'Hey Warrick...speaking of presents, where's mine?'
'Not to worry Cath, it's right here.'
He held up a slip of paper, something Catherine seemed very excited to receive. It appeared to be the thing needed to break the case they were working on...finally a breakthrough, something they definately needed.
'And let me tell you...it's not pretty. Unless you're us, we got him. His fingerprints are all over the murder weapon...we just need to see what he's willing to tell us before he knows we know, ya know?'
'Uh, I think so. But so long as this case is finished and close to closing, I'm happy. Maybe we can help Nick and Sara decorate Nicky's house...it'll be fun, I'm sure.'
Nick at this point decided to take a break from decorating and interupt their conersation.
'Hey, no interfering with the house...either decorate it my way, or you stay away from the place, cemprende?'
No one could resist laughing and Nick's choice of words...other languages were not his specialty, especially with what Sara thought as 'the most adorable accent on this earth'.
'Well, I guess time's ticking...it's the end of shift, anyone seen Grissom?'
'I'm right here. Warrick, Catherine...I heard about your case, congratulations. Nick, Sara...glad to see you've done something...creative...with your spare time.'
Glances were shared among the four CSIs below Grissom, since it wasn't very often he expressed his opinion so bluntly and openly.
'Somehow, I get the feeling that we're about to get something more...whatsup Grissom?'
'Well...I've just been informed the CSI lab is having a Christmas Party on Christmas day, so if none of you have anything to do, then you'll all be wanted there.'
'But what about-'
'I understand Lindsey will be able to come, Catherine, so there's no worry about that. If there's any reason for why some of you guys don't want to go, then it's fine. It'd be greatyl appreciated, though, if you could. I don't think this lab has seen a party since the beginning of time...so think of this as a one in a life opportunity. You can of course, bring somebody as a guest, or as a date, however you would like to interperet that invitation. Bottom line, you're all wanted to attend, with or without a guest, on Christmas day.'
'Wow, never would have thought this lab would see the day of a party in order to celebrate Christmas all together. Count me in.'
'Yeah, I'm with Sara. I'll go.'
'I'll check with Lindsey, but she'll jump at the chance to buy a new outfit, so yeh...count me in too. Warrick?'
'Sure, I'm in.'
'Great, that's everybody in this room. Good going guys.'
After sharing all details about the Christmas party, Grissom left the room, leaving the other CSIs wondering in awe.
'So Nicky, you got anyone planned to take? I mean...surely there's someone on your mind.'
'Well, Cath...since you're going with Warrick, I see you're outta the question-'
'Hey man, stay away from Cath...she's taken...right?'
The two women shared a silent chuckle as their eyes caught, unnoticed by the men currently discussing Catherine's availablity, even though it was a joke to both.
'How 'bout you Sara?'
'Well...probably no-one. Please, like I have time.'
Warrick decided now would be a good time to try and push a certain suggestion in the air. If it worked, then great. If not, then it would blow over as a joke like Catherine and Nick.
'Well Nicky boy, why don't you go with Sara? Since neither of you have anyone to take...'
Cathering saw Warrick's eyes and the thought behind his suggestion, seeing the wheels in motion working in his brain. He was up to something, and it didn't take a rocket scientist to work out what.
'Nothing wrong with that...Sara, would you like to go to the Christmas party with me?'
'Sure Nicky, I'd be glad to.'
Cheesy grins were shared for a minute or two. Between Sara and Nick, due to their latest 'arrangement'; between Catherine and Warrick, due to Warrick's sneaky push; between Sara and Catherine, due to the boys immature behaviour and between Warrick and Nick, a 'guy thing' - they both had dates secured for the party...they were safe, in terms of dates.
'Anyways, shift's over guys...time to split. Sara, you wanna grab lunch? I gotta pick up Lindsey, and as soon as I tell her, she's gonna want a new outfit. Thought we might as well try and get some shopping done...whattaya say?'
'Sure Cath, maybe these boys can tame down too. See ya guys. I'll meet you in the locker room Cath.'
The two women left the room and as Sara headed towards the locker room, Catherine headed towards Grissom's office, probably to drop off the case file. About a minute later, she walked back across the room heading in the direction Sara had previously went in. The two men stayed in the room, somewhat surprised at the almost best-friend interaction between Catherine and Sara. Sure, they weren't best friends, but they didn't make plans to shop with each other out of the blue like that.
'Woah...what happened there? Is it me or did something just happen?'
'I hear ya man, since when was my girl so chum with your girl?'
'I dunno...but it sure was weird-wait a minute, my girl? Since when was Sara my girl?'
'Please Nick, who you trying to fool? You think I don't see it...you must be joking. Considering we've known each other for, how long? 3..4 years? Plus I'm a CSI...you trying to tell me you don't have feelings for Sara?'
'Okay, so what if I did. She's not my girl.'
'At least not yet. Come on man, lemme buy ya lunch. Take your mind off things...I never knew women needed three weeks to prepare for a party.'
'Hey, I know a lotta thing about women, but there are a lotta things I don't know about women. They're the..female species, man. All I know is, don't mess with 'em. It'll get dirty.'
'I hear ya. Now come one, shift finished ages ago. I need food!'
Both men walked out and headed to the locker room, the women nowhere to be seen - probably already left to go shopping - before using Warrick's car to take them to lunch.
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Hope you liked the first chapter, the next will be up soon!!