Title: "Valentine"
Author: Peggie
Rating: NC-17 eventually
Pairing: G/S, N/OC, G/OC, W/C
Disclaimer: Yeah, know I don't own them yet, just having some fun!
Thanks: Karen for everything!
*Four days.... I've got to do something! Catherine is off tonight. Sara's on a case.... Maybe I could talk to Warrick.* Grissom was in a panic. This Valentine thing was getting totally out of hand. If only he hadn't overheard that conversation.
The breakroom was humming with conversation. Grissom walked in, heading for the coffee. After pouring a cup, he sat down with his crossword and listened to the younger men planning their Valentine 'fun'.
"Can't believe you, man! Nick Stokes, sport, a married man! You really going to propose on V Day? What I wouldn't give to be there!" Warrick could barely suppress his laughter.
"Oh yeah? You think Catherine would find that so funny? How do you know SHE isn't expecting a rock? Besides, how more romantic could it be? Soft music. wine. a box of chocolates and the ring. Should be good for a lot of mileage!" Nick talked a good game, but he was head over heels in love with Michelle.
"Don't worry about Catherine. We have our own special V day plans.... She went shopping a week ago. Told me NOT to... ah.... dress up. I'll bring her flowers and chocolates." Warrick winked.
Greg, who had wandered in during Nick's recitation, eagerly added, "You get them from "Love Me Chocolatiers"? Heidi bought some there for New Years! They are the best!"
"So, Grissom. You got big plans for the 14th?" Nick's smile bordered on a leer.
"It's my night off, Nick. I plan on a quiet dinner, some light reading and a good night's sleep." Grissom answered, serious as always, with one raised eyebrow. "Should I have "big" plans?" He picked up his coffee cup and headed to his office. *Chocolates! That will work!*
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Heading home after shift, Grissom decided it was the perfect time to go to the chocolate store he heard Greg mention. The ad in the yellow pages had assured "Chocolates for EVERY occasion". He hadn't read any further - just copied the address.
He parked the Tahoe in front of the attractive shop and headed in. Paying no attention to the chocolates on display, he walked over to the cashier. There were two customers ahead of him. After a moment, something registered in the back of his mind. He looked around. *NO! This has to be a hallucination! I don't believe it.* Grissom's mouth opened, then closed, as he turned around to survey the entire store.
Chocolates of every color and texture. Creamy milk chocolates, heady dark chocolates, white chocolate, tinted every color of the rainbow. The displays were colorful and artistic. The packaging, outstanding.
Grissom seemed rooted to the floor. The flush of embarrassment travelled up his neck to his face. His feet finally found the power to carry him to, and then out, the door. *Oh My God!*
Every chocolate in the store had been an anatomically correct replica of "those" body parts!
*Four days.... I've got to do something! Catherine is off tonight. Sara's on a case.... Maybe I could talk to Warrick.* Grissom was in a panic. This Valentine thing was getting totally out of hand. If only he hadn't overheard that conversation.
The breakroom was humming with conversation. Grissom walked in, heading for the coffee. After pouring a cup, he sat down with his crossword and listened to the younger men planning their Valentine 'fun'.
"Can't believe you, man! Nick Stokes, sport, a married man! You really going to propose on V Day? What I wouldn't give to be there!" Warrick could barely suppress his laughter.
"Oh yeah? You think Catherine would find that so funny? How do you know SHE isn't expecting a rock? Besides, how more romantic could it be? Soft music. wine. a box of chocolates and the ring. Should be good for a lot of mileage!" Nick talked a good game, but he was head over heels in love with Michelle.
"Don't worry about Catherine. We have our own special V day plans.... She went shopping a week ago. Told me NOT to... ah.... dress up. I'll bring her flowers and chocolates." Warrick winked.
Greg, who had wandered in during Nick's recitation, eagerly added, "You get them from "Love Me Chocolatiers"? Heidi bought some there for New Years! They are the best!"
"So, Grissom. You got big plans for the 14th?" Nick's smile bordered on a leer.
"It's my night off, Nick. I plan on a quiet dinner, some light reading and a good night's sleep." Grissom answered, serious as always, with one raised eyebrow. "Should I have "big" plans?" He picked up his coffee cup and headed to his office. *Chocolates! That will work!*
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Heading home after shift, Grissom decided it was the perfect time to go to the chocolate store he heard Greg mention. The ad in the yellow pages had assured "Chocolates for EVERY occasion". He hadn't read any further - just copied the address.
He parked the Tahoe in front of the attractive shop and headed in. Paying no attention to the chocolates on display, he walked over to the cashier. There were two customers ahead of him. After a moment, something registered in the back of his mind. He looked around. *NO! This has to be a hallucination! I don't believe it.* Grissom's mouth opened, then closed, as he turned around to survey the entire store.
Chocolates of every color and texture. Creamy milk chocolates, heady dark chocolates, white chocolate, tinted every color of the rainbow. The displays were colorful and artistic. The packaging, outstanding.
Grissom seemed rooted to the floor. The flush of embarrassment travelled up his neck to his face. His feet finally found the power to carry him to, and then out, the door. *Oh My God!*
Every chocolate in the store had been an anatomically correct replica of "those" body parts!