Just a little one I came up with last night while I couldn't sleep, told you I would update it every so often. Sorry its a little short, but like I said I was tired.

Chapter 10 - Bobby Dawson - Ballistics

Sara smiled slyly as she saw Grissom walking past in the corridor and an idea came into mind. Bobby was helping Catherine at a scene and had given her his permission to use his ballistics lab while he was gone.

She stood, about to test-fire a gun. Quickly placing it down making sure it was safe, she hurried over to the door and leant casually against the frame.

"Grissom" she called out, when he looked up at her, she continued. "I was wondering if you could come help me with something?"

He smiled partly at the use of his surname which she now only used at work and wandered over in her direction. She turned round and went to the back of the ballistics lab where the spare bullet retrieval tank was, the one most hidden.

her and Grissom were always looking for out of the way places where they could be alone, if only for a moment, craving every time they could even hold hands in the lab.

She led him right into the far corner where they couldn't be seen from the outside.

"You know Gil, it's been a while since I fired a gun, I think I might need some help remembering with this one."

He caught the implication for a chance to stand close to her, knowing that she didn't actually need help. He grinned at her, "Well, that wouldn't be safe to allow you to wield one without supervision would it?"

She picked up the gun and walked over to the area where she would fire into as Grissom picked up a pair of safety glasses, placing a pair on Sara he stood behind her.

Almost every inch of their bodies were touching, both needing the security of the touch even though they knew that they couldn't act on anything until they got home after shift. Teasing each other in work was still fun though.

His arms were around hers and he stood directly behind her. He began whispering instructions in her ear, only basic things to make sure the safety catch was disengaged and to make sure her stance was fine so that she could stand the kick-back.

He then whispered that he needed to move her hair to see what she was doing properly, he kissed the nape of her neck quickly and softly . She turned around to face him and caught her lips with hers. The kiss started tenderly and hesitantly both aware they were at work.

They then forgot that they were in work as they got caught up in the kiss. It was at this point that Bobby Dawson came to the door, unnoticed by them both. He grinned at them, glanced to check where the gun was aimed, and shouted "FIRING ONE!"

The gun went off in Sara's hand as she jumped in shock making Bobby's prediction come true.

He stood in the doorway grinning at them. "Now whatever y'all want to do in your own labs is up to you. But this is my lab and I have certain rules. Now you two kids run off and enjoy yourselves, interview room one is free right now I believe."

And with that, softly humming he went over to retrieve the bullet Sara had fired and took it over to the microscope.

Sara blushed furiously as Grissom grinned sheepishly and led her by the hand to the entrance of ballistics.

"You know his suggestion about interview room one sounds good, but maybe we need to lock the door."

"Whatever you say Dr. Grissom." She whispered seductively before running off down the corridor, Grissom behind her, chasing her. Both giggling like college kids and both loving every minute of it.

Neither knowing that Bobby was still watching, shaking his head and smiling to himself. But whistling now, even if it was slightly off-tune.