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"Who was your first crush?" Sara read the piece of paper in her hand. She slightly blushed as she remembered her first crush. "I hated guys when I was young. Do I have to answer this?"

"Yep!" Greg said crossing his arms over his chest.

Sara sighed. "Uhhh… *cough* Griss- *cough* -om. All right. Next?"

Five pairs of eyes fixed themselves on Sara's fidgeting form. "Are you serious?" Catherine asked.

"What? I told you I hated guys! They hated me, I hated them. We were even. Okay so get over it!" Sara snapped.

"Hey, Sara… I don't hate you…." Nick whispered in her ear. His hot breath, tickling her skin.

She turned to face him, and forced a weak smile to her face. "I know you don't, Nick." She leaned in and kissed his lips.

"Okay, Nicky Boy. You're turn." Greg shoved the hat towards his friend.

"Right. All right. Let's see what we got here…. Do you have any hidden talents?" Nick stifled a chuckle as he thought back to his first question. "Well, I think y'all already know one of them, huh?" This caused Sara to blush once more.

"Okay, so besides that, Nicky…" Catherine said.

"Oh, he can unhook a bra with his teeth. Does that count?" Sara asked, causing everyone to look over at her again.

"Well, so can Warrick. That's nothing big." This time it wasn't Sara that was gaining the attention of everyone in the room. "Uhhh… Oops?" Catherine offered, shrugging her shoulders.

"Okay, I'm just going to move on, so I can get these disturbing images out of my head." Greg said moving over to Catherine.

"Thank you, Greg. Maybe we should discuss that pay raise." Grissom piped up.

"If you could invent a holiday, what would it be, and what would it celebrate?" Catherine read aloud. She leaned back in her chair and thought for a minute.

"Oh, that's a good one, Greg." Grissom said. "I know what my answer would be."

"Yeah, well it's not your question. And I don't think anyone would want to celebrate "Bug Appreciation Day." Greg teased.

"Okay, kids, I got an answer." Catherine smiled. "I would have a holiday for Tootsie Rolls. I'd call it Tootsie Roll Day, I guess, and you celebrate it by eating tootsie rolls and tootsie roll pops. All the stores would have them on sale or free or whatever, and there'd even be Tootsie Roll parades. It'd be awesome!"

"All right. I think Cath's gone insane," Greg said holding the hat out to Warrick.

Catherine smacked Greg playfully as Warrick read his question aloud. "What was your favorite childhood memory? Hmm… Probably the day I moved in with Grams. She was a hard ass, but I sure did love her."

"Sniffle sniffle. Big bad Warrick has a soft side." Greg teased, earning him the death stare.

"Well, just ask Catherine… I bet Warrick has a very soft side, huh, Cath?" Sara inquired.

"Okay okay, my turn," Greg said reaching into the hat. "If you could be anyone for a day, who would you be?" Greg chuckled to himself, and then giving Sara a wink, said, "Well, I'd be Nick… And I think you all can guess why…"

Nick put a protective arm around Sara, pulling her closer to him. "Hey, hey. No touching. She's mine."

"Yeah, that's why I'd be you. She'd never know the difference…."

"Oh, Greggo, I think I'd be able to tell the difference between you," she turned to face Nick and winked, "and this stud sitting next to me."

"Ouch." Greg said, grabbing his chest, feigning a hurt expression.

"Next?" Sara said motioning over towards Grissom.

"I was hoping you'd forget about me," Grissom said reaching into the hat. "Would you ever have sex/date someone you work with?" A slight blush crept up to his cheeks as he read the question, causing everyone in the room to giggle.

"Maybe we should rephrase that to: Would you ever have sex/date a suspect in one of your cases?" Catherine said between fits of laughter, causing Warrick to laugh even harder.

"Just so all of you know, I am your boss." Grissom warned.

"Yeah yeah yeah. You wouldn't fire any of us, and you know it." Sara said, nearly in tears from Catherine's comment.

"Heather is a very nice woman. And she was cleared of all charges." Grissom pointed out.

Greg, who was clutching his abdomen, sore from all the laughing, finally sobered up, and looked at his watch. "Okay I need to go check on a few things. I'll be back in 10 minutes, though, and we'll each have one question left." He walked out of the break room, and down to the DNA lab.

Grissom stood up. "I've got to go… uhh… I'll be back."

"Yeah, I have to go… get something… ummm… from my locker. Cath, I think I might need your help." Warrick said, heading for the door.

"Yep! Sure. Coming!" Catherine said following him out the door.

Nick turned to Sara. "Looks like it's just you and me, sweet thang."

Sara smacked his arm. "What did I tell you about calling me that?"

He grabbed her wrist so she couldn't hit him anymore. "Sorry. But you're just so hot when you're mad at me. I couldn't help it." He leaned in and kissed her nose.

"So, you really wanna go to Colorado?" Sara asked.

"Uh huh. As long as you'll come with me."

Sara smiled, and leaned in to kiss him on the lips. "Of course."

Nick cupped her face with his hands and deepened the kiss.

When they pulled away to catch a breath, Sara's expression became serious. "Why did you have to tell them about the port-o-potty?"

"I was just answering the question, Sara."

"Yeah, but you could have lied or something."

"Nah. Besides, it was your blush that gave you away." Nick said tapped her nose with his finger.

Sara blushed again. "It was… quite an experience, though."

Nick laughed, and kissed her nose. "Yeah it was."

~~$~@~$~~

Catherine sauntered into the locker room after Warrick, making sure no one was headed in after them. As soon as she entered the room, she felt two strong arms wrap around her waist. "They know now." She said turning around to face him.

Warrick smiled, and planted a kiss on her forehead. "Yeah. So we don't have to worry about telling them anymore, huh?"

Catherine stood on her tip-toes and pressed her lips against his. She ran her hands up his back, and linked her fingers together behind his neck, not breaking the kiss. Warrick held her hips firmly with his hands as his tongue began exploring her mouth for what seemed like the hundredth time.

Soon they pulled apart, and Catherine looked up into his sparkling green eyes, smiling. "We should get back to the break room. Greg might just send a search party after us just so we can finish that game of his."

Warrick nodded, and kissed her one last time before the two of them headed out of the locker room, and back down the hall to the break room.

~~$~@~$~~

TBC

A/N: Okay, I realize that the characters are taking on somewhat different personalities, but this is my fiction. If you don't like it, then don't read it. Oh, and I know I said there were going to be 20 questions, but I'm just going to have them all answer one more question. I need two more if anyone wants to send me suggestions. And now it's that time again. Hit that little button, and let me know what ya think!