Greg Sanders' jaw dropped to the floor when he walked in on the two senior CSI's. Normally it wouldn't have been a problem because they would be discussing a case. However on this particular morning Gil Grissom was lying on top of Catherine Willows in the middle of the office floor, his hand on her breast.
Catherine felt as if someone had thrown ice cold water on her head. Mortified Greg had walked into the office, she threw Grissom off her with one swift movement and scrambled to her feet. Grissom did the same, with an intense blush that covered his entire face. For a second no one talked, none of them quite believing what happened. The two opposing sides were daring the other to speak first.
Greg coughed uncomfortably and broke the silence, "Uh, Catherine, I never thought I would complain about this, but I can see your bra."
"Oh my god!" Catherine gasped and whirled around to button her shirt while Grissom snapped to his senses.
"Greg! Why would you ever walk into my office without knocking!" His humiliation was rapidly turning to anger.
"I did boss! You guys were just too busy to hear!" It was Greg's turn to feel embarrassed at walking in on the two CSI's.
Catherine spun back around, her black bra once again hidden beneath her shirt, "It's not what you think Greg. I tripped over my chair. That's all there is to it, so don't go spreading rumors." Catherine tried to regain some authority.
"Catherine! I'm not an idiot. I think that a little more than tripping over a chair." Greg let out a laugh at this absurd situation. His boss' looked mortified. The spunky lab tech had overcome his shock and was now highly amused. Against his better judgment, Greg opened his mouth one more time.
"So about that pay raise I requested Gil…"
Grissom glared at him, and Greg recognized it was time for him to leave. He winked at Catherine and Grissom, took a mental photograph of the two now standing awkwardly apart, their hair a mess, papers scattered everywhere—and walked away to collect twenty dollars from Nick and Warrick.
Moving quickly, Catherine bounded over to the office door and shut it with more force than she had intended.
"Gil, I am so sorry for putting you in that awkward situation. I should have never—"
Misunderstanding her statement, Grissom felt a defensive wall build up around him.
"Don't apologize Cath, I understand. This was obviously a mistake." He saw Catherine's features freeze.
"Oh. Um. Ya, I guess." And before Grissom could say anything else, Catherine Willows gathered her belongings and left his office.
"And then I opened the door and they were going at it like animals!" Greg was sitting around the glass table in the break room with Nick and Warrick. They looked highly amused.
Nick gave Greg a bewildered expression, "If you want the twenty dollars so much, we'll just give it to you! You don't have to go around making up your wild stories Greg."
Warrick chuckled at the exchange. "Come off it Greg! Grissom and Cath aren't stupid enough to get into it in the middle of the office. During a busy shift!" He sipped his cup of freshly brewed coffee, while Greg's eyes bugged out of his head in disbelief.
"I'm not lying you guys! I saw it with my own eyes" Across the table Greg and Warrick glanced at each other in amusement.
Sara Sidle walked through the break room doors, her brown hair no longer pristine after a long shift, and plopped herself down next to Nick.
"Just finished my case. What are you boys up to?"
Nick glanced at her with his chocolate brown eyes and smirked, "Greg's starting a rumor Catherine and Grissom were doing it in the supervisor's office." He wiggled his eyebrows to show his skepticism.
Sara burst out laughing. She flashed Greg her trademark gap toothed smile.
"I guess I wasn't the only one who had a long shift. I think your losing it Greggo." Sara playfully reached over and swatted Greg on the arm.
"Believe what you want to. But it's not so impossible. They have chemistry."
The friends reluctantly nodded in agreement.
Warrick piped up suddenly. "I heard Ecklie talking about some big conference in the hallway this morning," He grinned mischievously, "I didn't catch much, but I am positive he said the CSI's are leaving Las Vegas. Apparently our team was invited."
All four CSI's glanced at each other and raised their eyebrows. Life was about to get a little more interesting.