A/N From the mouth of GSRfan719, "the point should go to Griss for shutting Sara up."
I must oblige. Making the Score: Sara-7Grissom-9
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Catherine stalked the halls of the HQ. So it was Sara's night off? Grissom was out at a scene, as were Nick and Greg. She and Warrick had stayed here to work on their ongoing investigation.
She picked up her phone. Sara might want to go out for a drink tonight, Cath knew she wanted to.
"Hello?" Then again, maybe not.
"Hello? Who is this? Is Sara there?"
"Sara is...busy at the moment. Can she call you back?"
"Sure, ahh, tell her this is Catherine from work, okay? Thanks."
Catherine hung up the phone and shook her head. Damn it! Nobody had ever spoken to the guy before and when she had a chance, she blew it! Catherine frantically dialed the number again, only this time met by a feminine voice.
"Catherine?"
"Hey, Sara, I just called two seconds ago. Who was THAT?"
"That's, uhh, someone. You know."
"Riight. So, did you want to go out for a drink tonight?"
"Uhh, actually, I was going to spend the night here. Rain date, okay?"
"Yeah, sure."
Catherine hung the phone up and blinked repeatedly. Maybe she had imagined the call.
Yeah, right.
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Grissom had just stopped home for a second to change his pants that he had accidently spilled coffee on. Home was closer than the lab.
It wasn't his fault that he had accidently picked up Sara's phone.
"Hello?"
"Hello? Who is this? Is Sara there?" Shit. At least Catherine couldn't tell it was him.
"Sara is...busy at the moment. Can she call you back?"
"Sure, ahh, tell her this is Catherine from work, okay? Thanks."
Sara walked into the bedroom.
"Who was that?"
"Catherine."
"What did she want?
"To talk to you."
"Why would she call your phone to talk to me?"
"She didn't she called your phone."
Sara's smile fell, "What?"
The phone rang again, and this time Sara picked it up. It was a short conversation, and Grissom snuck out of the bedroom.
"Gil! I KNOW that you didn't walk out the door!"
Grissom smirked retorted as Sara came into to living room where he was.
"You know I have to get back to work," Grissom moved to leave.
"Baby? You answered my phone."
"Yeah, well, it was sitting there and it rang and I wasn't paying attention and-"
Sara kissed him and smiled, "You are so lucky that Catherine didn't know that it was you."
Grissom smiled back and Sara released him.
"Now get to your scene so that I can enjoy my day off."
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Catherine parked the car and took the steps two at a time.
She knocked and was greeted by one shirtless buff man. Mid-thirites and damn fine.
"Jeez, I knew Sara had taste but..." She mumbled.
"Can I help you?" He asked and smiled.
"Yeah. Is Sara here?"
He stopped smiling and raised an eyebrow, "Who's Sara?"
"The girl who lives here."
"I'm the only one who lives here."
"Oh. Okay. Wrong room I guess. uh, thanks anyway," Catherine turned and fled to her car where she opened her phone.
"Sidle."
"Sara?"
"Yeah?"
"Where do you live?"
"Are you going to ask me who the President is next? I haven't been in any head trauma lately, Cath, have you?"
"No, what's your apartment number?"
"Western Groves, Building 5, Apartment 2. Why?"
"Like hell it is! I was just there! I'm sitting outside right now!"
"Shit!"
"Yeah, SHIT! Now where do you REALLY live?"
"Look, Cath, that's not really a good idea. Meet me at the Flengal Grocery okay?"
"Yeah sure," Catherine mumbled as she reversed the car and flew out of the lot.
She arrived at the store five minutes later and precided to wait for two minutes until Sara came up to her.
"Cath?"
"Sara, what the hell's going on? You move and don't tell anyone!"
"It's not like that, really."
"Really? Then who the hell knows that you moved?"
"Grissom?" Sara tried.
Catherine laughed.
"Look, Cath, let's just go get some drinks and whatever."
"Yeah, right. You are taking me to your place and I am not taking no for an answer. Lead the way."
Sara sighed and then got into the car.
"Gil?"
She had called him on the way home.
"Did you patch up everything with Catherine?"
"Yeah, well, she's making me bring her home. Do you think we can hide everything?"
"Let's see. Take down all the bugs, the intomology texts, the pictures, and the other little things hiding throughout the house? I think not."
"So I guess that's it, huh?"
"Not neccesarily, we can still keep it away from the higher upps."
"That is a very good thing. We're pulling up now, okay?"
"See you in two seconds."
Sara pulled up with Catherine behind her.
"Nice place," Catherine said, moving next to Sara. It was indeed a nice place. In a nice neighborhood just outside of town. Not like a beehive, though.
Sara made her way up the stairs and unlocked the door. Catherine walked inside to the many bugs.
"Baby? We're here."
"So I guess I finally get to meet the mystery man. I'm the first, huh?"
"And the first in the house," Sara pointed out as she escorted the woman through the kitchen and opened the screen door to find Grissom with his back turned as he grilled something. Catherine was in the kitchen excamining the plates and glasses and counters.
"Hey?"
Grissom turned around, "Hey. I was cooking up some skewers. I expect she will want to stay for dinner."
Just then Catherine called from the kitchen, "Oh my GOD. Sara is he a vegetarian health nut, too! There's no meat in this fridge!"
Sara entered the kitchen and grabbed three glasses and a pitcher of ice tea.
"Cath, help me with this and you can meet him."
"He's here?!"
"He LIVES here."
Catherine's eyes widened as Sara slid open the screen door to step outside. Once there, Catherine dropped one of the glasses she was carrying.
"OH MY GOD!"
A/N Cliffhanger ending? I think not. Should I give points to whom? I think we should try for 100 reviews. That would be a first for me. You guys are amazing, by the way. Give me much more than I deserve.