The club was packed by the time they arrived around 11pm. Eve led Greg by the hand, straight to the bar. A tall blonde, shorthaired female bartender was busy making drinks. "Hey Meg," Eve yelled out to the bartender. She turned and smiled at Eve.

"Hey Girl! Glad to see you here. It's been awhile. What are you drinking tonight, the usual?"

"Yeah give me that." Eve turned to Greg. "What do you want?" Greg ordered a rum and coke. Meg went ahead and made their drinks. She handed them off to Eve. "These first ones are on the house." Then she whispered to Eve. "Your new guy is really cute." Eve smiled. "I know." She turned her attention back to Greg.

They went and found a table to sit at and drink. On the way to the club, he had filled her in on his day in court. Once again he never brought up Aaron James into their conversation.

They did not talk much because the music was so hard to hear over. The club DJ played a good mix of pop, rock, and dance music. After finishing their drinks, they moved out onto the dance floor.

Eve was pretty impressed with Greg's dancing. Most of the guys she had dated were horrible dancers; Greg had some pretty good moves.

They went back to the bar and both ordered up another drink. Greg had no more after that since he was driving. Eve ended up having a couple more.

Greg loved watching her dance, but anytime a slow song came on he was ready to take a break. It was nearing 2 am and Eve was starting to tire out. She still had yet to get Greg to dance to a slower song with her.

She excused herself to use the restroom but on the way back she stopped by the DJ booth. Again DJ Tommy was someone she knew, so she asked him to play a song for her. He promised her he would play it after the next one he had lined up. She thanked him with a nice tip and made her way back to where she left Greg.

As she walked toward him, she noticed how he seemed to be surveying the whole crowd, almost studying them. She knew that was the investigator in him. Still she thought how handsome he was, standing there in his black jeans and snug fitting blue shirt.

She smiled at him when his eyes found her making her way through the crowd.

"Are you ready to go," he asked her. She grabbed his hand. "No, just a couple more songs, okay? Then we can go."

Greg groaned slightly and she just squinted her eyes at him, while pulling him back onto the dance floor. They had just finished dancing to an upbeat song, when the song she had requested came on. Greg was about to try to get out of this one again but Eve was not having it.

"Oh no you don't. This is one of my favorite songs. You are dancing with me to this one, then we can leave." Greg sighed but stayed out this time.

This time all I want is you

There is no one else

Who can take your place

This time you burned me with your eyes

You see past all the lies

You take it all away

As the song played, Eve rested her head against Greg's shoulder, while locking her arms around his neck. He put his arms around her tighter. He had to admit she felt good against him.

I've seen it all and it's never enough

It keeps leaving me needing you

Take me away

Take me away

I've got nothing left to say

Just take me away

"So who sings this anyway," he asked her as they danced. "It's Lifehouse. One of my favorite bands. The song is Take me Away. I know not hard rock, but I love their music and especially the lyrics to their songs."

I've got nothing left to say

Just take me away

Don't give up on me yet

Don't forget who I am

I know I'm not there yet

But don't let me stay here alone

This time all I want is you

There is no one else

Who can take your place

As they danced, they stared into each other's eyes. Greg could not wait any longer. He wanted to taste her lips and mouth. He leaned in and kissed her. She held onto the kiss, savoring every second of it until the song ended.

They broke the kiss and just stared at each other for a few seconds before some other couple bumped into them.

Both being broken out of their trance, they grinned. "Well I guess we can go now." Greg only nodded to her and then led her out to his car.

The drive back to her place was oddly quiet at first until he broke the silence. "That song was pretty good. It wasn't too slow for my tastes."

"Well that is good to hear because if you are going to be hanging around me, I listen to them a lot."

"Oh is that so? Well just as long as you can deal with my Marilyn Manson music."

She looked at him, surprised. "You like him?"

"Yeah why? You don't?" She smiled. "I do not love them but I do like the music. I have no problem with him."

"So I guess we are safe then," he grinned. "I guess so."

He parked his car in front of her apartment. She looked at him coolly. "Do you want to come inside for awhile?" Greg gave her serious consideration. "Are you sure?"

She smiled at him. "Yes, I would not have asked you." He shrugged his shoulders. "Sure."

They went upstairs and she opened the door.

He studied her place as they entered. It was a decent size apartment, for a one bedroom. She had one wall painted a pleasant green where the beige micro suede sofa rested. The rest of the walls where white. The remaining furnishings looked like they came straight out of a furniture showroom. By the looks of her place, she must have brought home a pretty decent paycheck, probably more than he made now, which would be pretty normal for the position at the major hotel she worked at.

"Nice place you got here."

"Thanks. I like it. It's comfy. Say, you want something to drink like water?"

"Yeah that would be great. I can help you if you want?" She waved him off.

"No, I got it. Just take a seat." He shrugged and sat down on the sofa. He noticed a few photos of what must have been her family on a shelving unit she had. They looked like a very close family.

She came over with two bottles of water. She sat down next to him.

"So, uh, what made you want to become a CSI?"

He opened his bottle of water and took a swig. "Well, really I was just a lab tech to start off. I did all the DNA stuff. I've loved science since I was a kid. I got the job here in Las Vegas, which was great because it is one of the largest labs in the country. It put me to the test and I loved it. At first, but then hearing about actual cases and actually getting the chance a couple of times to go out in the field and see them catch the bad guys, I got the bug. I grew restless being in the lab all day. So I talked to Grissom, my boss, and well he gave me a chance and now here I am, a CSI."

"It had to be safer in the lab, though." She kicked off her shoes and got more comfortable on the sofa.

"Well to a point, but there was an explosion one day in the lab and I got thrown through a window and suffered some minor burns."

She was shocked and yet intrigued. "Really? Well you obviously made it through that okay. But that had to be like a fluke kind of thing. I mean out in the field it is more serious." He looked at her, wondering where she was going with this.

"Yeah I know things can be serious. Been there, done that." She closed her eyes, realizing how stupid she could be.

"I'm sorry. Of course you have. It's the alcohol affecting my thinking," she tried to use the pitiful excuse.

He smiled at her. "It's okay. I'm just wondering why you brought all this up."She looked into those intense brown eyes of his. "It's just that I really, really like you and a part of me fears that…that…" He knew now where she was going with it.

"You fear that something might happen to me like what happened to your mother?"

She wrapped her arms around her, looking at him with concern. "That's what I thought. But who's to say I even want to go out with you again?"

He almost burst out laughing seeing her expression register what he just said. He let his grin escape. "Just kidding with you. I love spending time with you. You are beautiful, energetic, smart, funny, and a great kisser."

A smirk curved on her lips. "Oh really? I think I need more to judge your kissing skills on." He raised his eyebrows.

"Well I think I can give you more to judge me on."

Things will pick up after this...more CSI type stuff.