Misunderstandings
"Sara, I distinctly remember telling you we were out of soap yesterday morning." Grissom whispered into Sara's ear. She was a little upset because she had no soap to wash with this morning.
"Well, I don't remember you mentioning it to me."
"I'm sorry, I thought you heard me when…" Grissom stopped talking and moved away when he noticed Greg enter the room.
"Hey guys, guess what I found in the bathroom?"
"Was it soap" Sara said looking pointedly at Grissom. Greg could tell something was up but shrugged and went on with his findings.
"No, I found a used condom" he said with a smile on his face.
Grissom looked a little impatiently at the young CSI, and raising an eyebrow asked, "and what significance does that have?"
"Well" Greg began to explain; "when I was talking to Brass earlier, he mentioned the happy couple were trying to have a baby" he held the evidence bag up higher and jiggled it a little.
"And, if they were trying to get pregnant, why would they need a condom?" Grissom finished.
"Exactly!" Greg responded like a child who finally beat their parent at a game. Grissom couldn't help but smile at the younger man. "That's great Greg, now why don't you take all this evidence back to the lab and get that to Hodge's"
"Righty-O, bossaroony." Greg said and Grissom and Sara began helping him load everything into the Denali.
Grissom was helping Sara with the last bit when he apologized again, "Honey, I really am sorry, I thought you heard me."
"It's ok Gil, I probably did and forgot about it. I'm sorry too." She looked around for Greg and not seeing him gave Grissom a kiss.
Greg almost ran into the doorframe when he saw Sara lean over and kiss Grissom, not a peck on the cheek, no. A full, on the lips, kiss.
He tried his best to act non plussed when he went out to the car and put the last of the evidence in the back, but couldn't help it when he noticed Grissom place his hand on the small of Sara's back when they headed into the house.
Greg drove off in a stupor; trying desperately to deny what he had seen but knowing it was true all the same.
Sara looked over at Grissom as they entered the house to finish processing. "I'm guessing we are going to have another guest for breakfast, do we have plenty of supplies, I know for a fact that boy can eat."
Grissom just smiled back at her, "I thought we could stop at the store on the way home, sound good?"
"Yep" she said before they went back into CSI mode.
Greg was getting ready to leave the locker room with Nick and Warrick when Grissom and Sara entered having a conversation with Cath.
"We thought about having it in our own yard." He heard Grissom comment.
"That sounds romantic, you guys have a beautiful yard." Cath looked over at Sara, "So, have you picked out a dress yet because I know this fabulous dressmaker…" The three of them stopped when they saw Greg staring at them.
"hey Greg, so you coming over for breakfast, Gil makes fantastic omelets." Sara said.
Nick slapped Greg on the shoulder, "so Greggo finally found out huh, I was wondering when."
"Yeah Greg, took you long enough" Warrick commented.
Greg looked around the room at them all, "wha…you…and you…you all knew?" he finally managed to stammer.
Cath walked up to her locker and began pulling out her purse, "Oh Greg, it's not like you're the last, we are the only ones so far."
"Yeah, so keep it under your hat Greggo man." Nick chimed in, "did I hear Grissom was making omelets for breakfast?" he asked rubbing his hands together.
"Yes, I am, but we need to go to the store first. Why don't you guys meet us at the house in an hour."
They all nodded in agreement and Greg's face lit up. Grissom and Sara were just about to leave when he yelled, "don't forget the soap."