Disclaimer: I'd love to say I own CSI and everything associated with it, I mean, I'd be really rich wouldn't I? However, the sad state of my bank accounts would let you know that I don't. I do however own my ideas, the storyline (or lack there of) and my character Jake, so please don't use them unless you ask first.

A/N: Getting there, slowly but surely. Sorry guy's but this one's become a real burden to me, and I just want to get it over with now. There'll probably only be one more chapter after this.


Chapter 7

"Sara", Grissom sighed, "pass that here, please, and stick to preparing the fruit alright."

"Hey! I can make pancakes just as good as yours!"

"I've no doubt. Problem is the mess you're making while doing it" Grissom countered, while surveying the mess of spilt ingredients and batter that had missed the bowl, which was now decorating his kitchen bench.

He shook his head, now wondering why he'd agreed to a team breakfast at his place.

"Tell me again why we're doing this?" He asked.

"Firstly, so we can tell everyone away from the lab, and Ecklie's big ears, that we're now together, and secondly to introduce Jake to the swing guys." Sara replied, laughing at the look on Grissom's face.

"I'm sorry I made such a mess" Sara continued as she wrapped her arms around his waist.

"That's ok." Grissom said as he kissed her forehead. "But please, work on the fruit and leave the pancakes to me, please?"

"Alright, alright." Sara answered as she handed him the bowl which supposedly contained pancake batter, and went about to start on a tropical fruit salad to go with them.

They worked in silence, enjoying each others presence, minds wandering, until the shrill ring of the door bell made them both jump.

"I'll get it." Sara said, and laughing, went to open the door.

"Hey Nick!" She greeted him as she stepped aside to let him come in.

"Didn't know you were allowed alcohol, so decided to forgo the 'champagne breakfast' and brought you some grape juice instead." Nick said as he handed her the bottle of juice and walked through the door.

"Am I the first here?"

"Yeah," Sara answered "come and talk to us while we finish our preparations."

Sara stood aside for Nick to enter the kitchen first.

"What the hell happened in here?" He exclaimed, causing Grissom to jump and drop the spoon in his hand, which clattered to the floor and added to the tornado scene.

"Your little sister" Grissom deadpanned as he picked up the spoon.

"You caused that?" Nick asked as he turned to face Sara behind him.

"Um……yeah" she admitted, with a shrug of her shoulders. "What? You know the extent of my cooking skills."

"All to well and I now know the extent of the mess you make while doing so." Nick replied. "You guys want a hand cleaning up?"

"Thanks," Sara replied as she put the juice in the fridge to chill, and tossed Nick a cloth.

Nick caught the cloth and started wiping some of the mess from the bench, when there was knock on the door, this time followed with it being opened.

"You two better be behaving yourselves, cause I'm coming in!" Catherine's voice called out.

"In the kitchen," Griss called. "However if your wise just take a seat in the lounge, and I'll send Sara and Nick out there to join you."

"Will do." Cath replied as she hung up her coat and collapsed into one of Grissom's couches.

No sooner had Catherine got herself settled, and then there was another knock at the door. Grissom took the bowl of fruit off Sara.

"Go and let everyone in honey, and I'll finish up here" He said.

"Ok," Sara replied, "Go keep Cath company for now Nick, thanks for you help in here."

"No problem," Nick answered as he wrung out the cloth.

"Hey! Anyone going to let us in?" Came a voice from outside the door.

"Sorry, I'm coming" Sara answered as she hurried to open the door.

"Greg, Jake" She greeted them.

"Hi Sara!" Greg said as he pushed inside.

"You look a bit shaken Jake." Grissom commented as he stepped out into the living room.

"I got a ride with Greg seen as I didn't know where you guys live." Jake replied. "And I don't know why he complains about my driving - his is 10 times worse!"

"Don't we know it?" Sara commented. "Guy's this is Jake, he working with us on nights now. Jake, this is Nick and Catherine."

"Hi!" Jake replied. "So, who are we waiting on?"

"Warrick and Brass" Sara replied.

"Does anyone want a drink while we're waiting" Grissom asked.

"Yes, thanks" Came the general affirmative.

"So Jake," Nick started, "What's it like working with Greg, Griss, and Sara?"

"Well, it's an experience!" Jake replied as he took the seat Catherine had vacated to help Grissom with the drinks for them all.

Just then Brass burst into the room.

"LVPD!" He shouted.

"Very funny, ha ha," Sara replied.

"Hi all!" Brass continued, "Warrick's just parking, he'll be in, in a minute."

"So, when's the food doll?" He commented to Sara, "I'm starving."

"As soon as Warrick comes in."

"In the mean time," Nick asked, "What happened with your swamp girl?"

TBC