A/N: I just finished watching this weeks CSI. I have to say I am NOT a big fan of GSR so that whole thing in the middle just ruined my week. I think I forgot to mention somewhere in the story that the actual CSI characters are the age they are in the show. So Sara would be in her early to mid 30's I think. This was a hard chapter to write for some reason.

Disclaimer: Non possiedo nulla dall'esposizione della televisione. Inoltre non possiedo il nirvana anche se quella è una delle mie canzoni favorite.

Alena's POV

We got off the plane and I immediately fell in love with Santa Cruz. It was NOTHING like home. And by home I mean the crazy, dirty, well lit Las Vegas. I looked around for a sign, or something, and then I saw it. The crazy spiked hair and the goofy look. I totally forgot Greg was our camp counselor.

"Alena! Over here!" Molly had this dazed look on her face. She LOVED Greg. He taught her how to play bass, and he helped us get our equipment and stuff.

"Greggy Greggo! I'm so excited! Where are we going now? We still have to get our…10 or so bags from the baggage claim." I gave him a hug, happy to see him. "Is Lily going to be here too?" Lily was Greg's wife. She was the coolest person ever. She was another one of our band teachers…kind of.

"Lily's corralling all of the other camp members. Okay there's one song you guys need to know before you go to camp. I know Alena knows it, but I'm not sure of anyone else does." Greg asked importantly.

"Greg, we all know that song. It's one of our favorites. Plus, you should know I know it…Grissom got mad at us for blasting it in the DNA lab that one time."

"Of course. Okay so when you get to camp everyone's going to sing the chorus part…thingy…"

"All right Greg, can we go get our stuff? I have some important things in my bags."

We collected our luggage and head out the airport. The air was nice and warm, and there were people everywhere. Greg found my duffel bag which had crime scene tape around the handle, and everyone else gathered their bags. We loaded onto the bus which would take us to the camp on the beach.

The bus was SO NOISY! There were kids from Las Vegas, Reno, Tahoe, Northern California, and even a couple from farther states. I decided now was a good time to call the parentals, since it sounds like fun in the background.

Sara's POV

We head off to work soon after our discussion about getting Alena a dog. I grabbed one pair of sunglasses (since I had like a zillion) and my purse. I grabbed a jacket and hopped into my Toyota Prius.

"Nick, I'm going to work. Have a good night off." I heard him walk to the door.

"Have a good night at work, babe." He kissed me and I was off.

As I was driving to work, I realized that Alena left one of her CD's in my car (but what else is new…). Alena's CD was playing a song called Bang the Doldrums by Fall Out Boy. I wondered to myself, "What are doldrums?" when I clearly remembered Grissom lecturing me about intertropical convergence zones. Why would you want to bang those? Weird. I pulled into the lab and stopped by the locker room then went to the break room.

In the break room, I took a sip of some disgusting sludge that you could barely pass as coffee and called for Greg and remembered that he was in Santa Cruz with Alena and her band members. Grissom was handing out assignments as normal when my cell phone started screaming the song Teenagers by My Chemical Romance. There's only one person who would be calling me because of that specified ring tone.

"Can I take this, Grissom?" He nodded and I headed outside.

"Hi Mom!" I could hear commotion and music in the background.

"Hey Lennybear! How are you doing?"

"I'm doing well. We're on the bus to the camp. There are SO MANY people!"

"Good! Dad and I have a surprise for you when you get home. We miss you already."

"Woah…you already got me a present? Mom, it's only been a day and you splurge on me…"

"Yeah but this is something that we have to get early."

"Is it a video camera?!"

"Sorry babe, I can't tell you. Listen, I have to go to work, call me at dinner time okay? Call Dad too. He would want to talk to you. I love you."

"Love you too Mom. Have a good time at work."

"Have a good time at camp. I want to know all about it!"

I sighed. I loved that girl more than anything.

Nick's POV

I was watching TV and cooking dinner when the phone rang.

"Stokes residence."

"HI DADDY! Do you miss me?"

"How can I miss you if you call me all the time?" I smiled while sautéing some onions.

"Dad, I haven't talked to you in 6…, no, 7 hours. Mom told me you have a surprise for me."

"Well it wouldn't be surprise if I told you now would it?"

"UGH! Both you and Mom are trying to ruin me aren't you…"

"Yes we are, hey can I talk to Greg real quick?"

"Yeah but he's busy canoodling Lily right now…"

"Well interrupt them for a little bit I need to talk to him." I could tell she was going through a crowd of people from the 'excuse me's and the 'move you idiot's I heard from Alena.

"Gregory Sanders here."

"Greggo, it's Nick."

"I know, I know, make sure she doesn't get her, make her take her meds, giver her Tylenol when she needs it etc. etc. I know Nick."

"Hey, I wasn't finished. What I was GOING to say was make sure no guys give her any funny looks or anything."

"Nick, I will. She's like my little sister. I won't let anybody touch her."

"Good. Now give the phone back to her." There was a moment of commotion then I heard Alena's calm voice.

"Hello?"

"Okay sweetie I need to finish cooking dinner. I just wanted to tell you to have a good time at camp okay? Mom said she'll probably mail you a care package or something. I love you."

"Love you too dad. Bye!"

"Bye Len."

I hung up and looked at the picture of Alena with Spencer, my parents' miniature schnauzer and I knew she would love the surprise we were going to get her.

Alena's POV

We arrived at the camp around 8 pm. It was on the beach and really close to the boardwalk. We were ushered around a circular meeting spot. The counselors were getting together and all of the camp members started singing Smells Like Teen Spirit by Nirvana. After we were done the counselors sorted us into cabins. Each cabin was named after a classic band of every genre. We got into the Beach Boys Cabin. How suiting since it was right on the beach…except the cabin was full of girls. We were all excited and unpacked and I just sat on my top bunk with my baby blanket quietly singing.

"Here we are now…Entertain us…"