Women's voices floated through the darkened, empty halls. Grissom barely
heard them as he headed towards the break room. Catherine and Greg had
the night off. Warrick was covering a murder at a bar off the strip. Nick
was at a B&E with injuries in Henderson. Maybe now would be a good time to
talk to Sara about a vacation.
He slowed as he neared the breakroom, wondering to whom Sara was speaking.
"A 'naughty' stocking? What is it and why would I want one?" Sara sounded curious.
"My sister gave me the idea. It was her and Jim's reward for getting all the toys put together and under the tree without killing each other or waking up the kids! It's a stocking with, well, 'adult' stuff in it." Grissom recognized Michelle's voice. She and Nick had been an "item" for quite some time now. He knew it was serious when Nick came to him about the regulations regarding spouses working together.
"Greg and I did that too! Only we didn't use a stocking, just filled a box and wrapped it!" That was Heidi, Greg's new lab partner, and apparently another kind of partner tas well. Grissom raised an eyebrow *This place is fast becoming 'Peyton Place'* The thought made him chuckle quietly.
Sara's curiousity grew as did Grissom's. "What did you put in it?"
"Oh, a blindfold, a deck of cards - you know, for strip poker, a teddy, Rudolph boxers, complete with antlers..."
"Hey! I got them for Greg too! Did Nick model them for you?"
"Oh yeah, but they should have been Pinnochio ones!" Michelle rolled her eyes as she laughed. Sara smirked as Heidi joined in the laughter.
"We had some massage oil and scented candles in ours and some edible condoms! Never again! They were terrible! Too gummy and sticky and the flavor, well, Greg definitely tastes better!"
Laughter floated out into the hallway. Grissom blushed, it really was NOT something he needed to know!
Heidi jumped up as her beeper sounded. "Grissom's results should be ready shortly. Gotta go!" She rinsed her cup out in the sink and headed towards the door as Grissom entered. "I'll have your results in about 10 minutes."
"Ah, thanks." Gil avoided eye contact as he headed toward the coffee pot. Michelle rose from the table and whispered to Sara as she passed. "Maybe you ought to try a Valentine's Day one!" She nodded her head towards Grissom who still had his back to the women. Then she headed out the door.
"I heard laughter." Grissom turned. "Girl talk?" he asked with raised eyebrow. Sara blushed.
"Maybe. Michelle was telling me about a...er..recipe she used and how it turned out."
*This is interesting. Wonder if she'll tell me if I push the issue?* "What kind of recipe?" Grissom tried for innocence. Sara looked up suspiciously. "A recipe for.... for.... well, why don't I surprise you and make it for you for Valentine's Day?" Sara smirked. *If he heard us, he knows what to expect and that could be good. If he didn't, well, he'll be surprised and that could be good too!*
"You expect me to trust your cooking? Sara, you make a wonderful omelet and a fairly good grilled cheese, but are you sure you're ready for dinner?" Grissom smiled, his mind racing.
"Oh, it's a dessert recipe! You'll have to supply dinner." Sara smiled back, picked up her folder and headed for the door. "Breakfast after shift?"
"Of course." Grissom shook his head as Sara strode down the hall. *What have I gotten myself into now?* -----------------
TBC....
He slowed as he neared the breakroom, wondering to whom Sara was speaking.
"A 'naughty' stocking? What is it and why would I want one?" Sara sounded curious.
"My sister gave me the idea. It was her and Jim's reward for getting all the toys put together and under the tree without killing each other or waking up the kids! It's a stocking with, well, 'adult' stuff in it." Grissom recognized Michelle's voice. She and Nick had been an "item" for quite some time now. He knew it was serious when Nick came to him about the regulations regarding spouses working together.
"Greg and I did that too! Only we didn't use a stocking, just filled a box and wrapped it!" That was Heidi, Greg's new lab partner, and apparently another kind of partner tas well. Grissom raised an eyebrow *This place is fast becoming 'Peyton Place'* The thought made him chuckle quietly.
Sara's curiousity grew as did Grissom's. "What did you put in it?"
"Oh, a blindfold, a deck of cards - you know, for strip poker, a teddy, Rudolph boxers, complete with antlers..."
"Hey! I got them for Greg too! Did Nick model them for you?"
"Oh yeah, but they should have been Pinnochio ones!" Michelle rolled her eyes as she laughed. Sara smirked as Heidi joined in the laughter.
"We had some massage oil and scented candles in ours and some edible condoms! Never again! They were terrible! Too gummy and sticky and the flavor, well, Greg definitely tastes better!"
Laughter floated out into the hallway. Grissom blushed, it really was NOT something he needed to know!
Heidi jumped up as her beeper sounded. "Grissom's results should be ready shortly. Gotta go!" She rinsed her cup out in the sink and headed towards the door as Grissom entered. "I'll have your results in about 10 minutes."
"Ah, thanks." Gil avoided eye contact as he headed toward the coffee pot. Michelle rose from the table and whispered to Sara as she passed. "Maybe you ought to try a Valentine's Day one!" She nodded her head towards Grissom who still had his back to the women. Then she headed out the door.
"I heard laughter." Grissom turned. "Girl talk?" he asked with raised eyebrow. Sara blushed.
"Maybe. Michelle was telling me about a...er..recipe she used and how it turned out."
*This is interesting. Wonder if she'll tell me if I push the issue?* "What kind of recipe?" Grissom tried for innocence. Sara looked up suspiciously. "A recipe for.... for.... well, why don't I surprise you and make it for you for Valentine's Day?" Sara smirked. *If he heard us, he knows what to expect and that could be good. If he didn't, well, he'll be surprised and that could be good too!*
"You expect me to trust your cooking? Sara, you make a wonderful omelet and a fairly good grilled cheese, but are you sure you're ready for dinner?" Grissom smiled, his mind racing.
"Oh, it's a dessert recipe! You'll have to supply dinner." Sara smiled back, picked up her folder and headed for the door. "Breakfast after shift?"
"Of course." Grissom shook his head as Sara strode down the hall. *What have I gotten myself into now?* -----------------
TBC....