Author's Note: No, Nick didn't buy a house. I just used my creative license to give him one for the time being. I'm sure he'll give it back to the owners like a gentleman when he's done using it. I hope you enjoy, and please review!
It was just beginning to get unbearably hot in Vegas. Everybody at the lab was getting testy, so Nick thought of the perfect way to get everyone comfortable with each other again. He had just bought a new house; one with a pool. Grissom was making everybody take off Memorial Day and night, so it would be the perfect time to hold a pool party.
Finally the big day had arrived. Nick had the burgers (and a veggie burger for Sara) barbequing on the grill. Everyone was due to arrive at two o'clock. Catherine was the first to arrive, and she wore a bikini that was reminiscent of her days in exotic dancing. She carefully lowered herself onto a lawn chair and slathered tanning oil all over her body. Right as she started Warrick arrived, minus Tina. They hadn't been getting along lately, and had decided to go to different Memorial Day functions. When Warrick spotted Catherine he hurried over and offered to help her. He had just started rubbing oil onto her back when Grissom and Sara came in. They were helping Greg lug in a CD player and speakers. Grissom was busy helping Greg hook up the player when Sara shed her t-shirt and shorts. At the sight of Greg's jaw meeting the ground he turned around. Sara was oblivious to the sudden and obvious male attention, and went to help Nick at the barbeque.
While eating the boys insisted on having a contest to see who could eat the most hamburgers. Greg won after he ate five.
"So, who wants to play some pool volleyball?" called Nick.
"Not me," replied Greg, "I think I need to observe that rule about waiting half an hour after you eat to swim. I'm stuffed."
Greg spread his towel out on the diving board and stretched out on top of it, settling in for a nap. He was so lethargic from all of the food that he didn't hear Sara creep up behind him. Before he knew it he was flying off of the diving board and landing in the pool in a belly flop.
"I will get you Sara Sidle" he sputtered when he finally surfaced.
"You'll have to catch me first, Greggo" she replied as she ran into Nick's house.
Before anyone knew what to do, Greg was out of the pool and in hot pursuit of Sara. He reached the back door of the house to find it locked. That didn't stop him. He ran around to the garage, but Sara had locked that door as well. Not about to be outdone by a girl, Greg looked around the house for another way to enter. That was when he noticed a half door to a crawl space in the wall. He grabbed a flashlight from the tool bench and stepped inside.
To his advantage, he soon found another door that led into a spare bedroom. He quietly snuck into the room and listened. He didn't hear anything, so he figured that Sara was hiding somewhere. He stuck his head into the hall and saw Sara with her back to him, creeping down the hallway. He snuck up behind her and was almost to her when the board under his foot squeaked and gave him away. Sara whipped around and ran straight into the bathroom, locking the door behind her.
It only took Greg a second to come up with a plan. Then he remembered that most of these houses kept the extra key to the doors on the top of the door frame. He went to the door to the spare room and felt above the door frame. Sure enough, there it was.
As soon as Greg turned the key in the lock, Sara relocked it. This went on until finally Greg unlocked the door and forced his way into the bathroom. Sara jumped in the shower to avoid him, and he quickly turned it on and pushed her under it. At the last second she grabbed him and pulled him under the spray with her.
By the time they got back outside they were both soaking wet.
"What were you two doing?" questioned Catherine.
"We decided to recap that lovely experience we had last time we showered together" said Sara.
"Only this time we had clothes on" Greg hurried to explain when he saw the murderous look in Grissom's eye.
The afternoon passed with a volleyball game (Warrick and Nick won) and a diving competition (in which Sara's back flip beat the boys' belly flops). Soon the sun was sinking below the horizon, and Catherine had yet to get wet. This was bothering Warrick, and in one swift movement he and Nick picked her up and threw her into the pool. Catherine was not amused, and to show her displeasure she splashed them in the face. A splashing war had begun.
Eventually everyone realized how late it was and started leaving two by two. Warrick took Catherine to pick Lindsey up from her friend's house, and Grissom left with a strange gleam in his eyes and his arm around Sara's waist. Greg and Nick were the only ones remaining.
"Greg, did you see the way Grissom and Sara acted all day? It's almost like something is going on between them" remarked Nick.
"I didn't see anything, and if you know what's good for you, you didn't either." replied Greg. "But who cares? The night is young, and we're in Vegas. Why don't we go down to the Strip and see if we can forget that our fifty year old boss somehow managed to get the hottest girl in the lab?"
