Wow, you guys really want another chapter? Are you sure? Thanks for the reviews – they mean a lot to me.
[Note to readers of 'Beyond Belief' – I will post another chapter soon!]
More silliness. Blame yourselves.
[joey des anges – hope your first day of school went ok.]
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"You wasted a lot of money for a cheap gag," Greg said insightfully, rolling up another poster and placing it in a box.
He had to admit it was pretty funny; but the only person he had to admit that to was himself.
"Don't you want any of this?" Sara said, gingerly holding up a pen donning more 'pro-Enya' slogans.
This stuff was starting to freak her out.
"No. Just because I like her music, doesn't mean I like her." He said frankly, taking down yet another poster.
"Something wrong with brunets?" Sara quipped, staring directly at Greg, grinning.
"No," he said, considering, he smiled, "actually, there's one at this lab who's funny, smart, good looking…." He closed his eyes, and his voice started drifting off.
"…. I think I know who you mean." Sara said smiling, and moving closer to Greg.
"Really?" He gulped, and his eyes widened.
"Yeah…but I don't think nicks /that/ good looking." Sara said, and try to stifle a laugh. She was having fun again.
Greg looked crestfallen.
"You know that's not what I meant." He said bitterly. Turning away.
She didn't mean to hurt him, the smile on her face faded, and she moved even closer to him.
"Hmm, maybe I do…." She said soberly. She moved even closer to Greg, and inevitably his lips… "Maybe…"
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Catherine and Warrick deliberately passed by Greg's part of the lab; they wanted to see if it had been cleaned up yet…
…Unfortunately they saw more than they wanted to….
"My god, when I told him to get a girlfriend, I didn't mean he should be so…forward…" Catherine uttered. She shuddered at the sight of the pair kissing.
"Doesn't this constitute as a hostile work place?" Warrick questioned, staring in disbelief.
"Yeah…hostile…" Cath said smiling, personally, she personally thought it was cute…
…anything was better than a room full of Enya posters…
"…You're welcome to tell Grissom." She said with a grin, imagining Grissom's reaction.
"Tell me what?" Grissom said, slightly annoyed at the thought his co-workers were discussing him again.
"Uh, that, that the evidence is back from the…uh, case, yes, we work on cases." Warrick said stuttering, trying to draw Grissom's attention from what was occurring behind them.
"Smooth" Cath mouthed to Warrick, as they dragged Grissom away from the 'crime scene.'
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"I didn't mean to do that." Sara said, suddenly pulling away, her mind beginning to reel again.
"Then I really would love to see what you do when you DO mean something," Greg said, slightly out of breath
"It's the caffeine…. the stress…" Sara said, trying to rationalise it. She was having a hard time.
"………The Celtic rain?" Greg said, grinning at her confusion.
"What?" She said, beginning to think this was all a dream. Or at least wish it were.
Well, some of it.
"That's the song playing in the background…you should really show me where you put the Stereo so I can turn it off." He said calmly.
There was a moment of silence, and Sara moved away from Greg.
"What now?" Greg said, becoming concerned that Sara wasn't having as much fun as they were earlier.
"Now" she said, a smile starting to form on her lips, "you go to your car, and get rid of this …junk" She said, indicating the boxes of apparel.
She held out his lab coat, and he took it and put it on.
"Sure," he said, returning her smile.
Both left, Greg, allowing Sara to leave first, 'such a gentleman,' Sara thought.
She watched him walk down the corridor, little did he know that on the back of his lab coat was a transfer saying: "I love Enya" on….
…Now she was glad that copy shop was a 24hr one…she grinned, and turned, and made her way to the break room, suppressing the will to laugh.
She didn't realise that now, Greg was watching her, and he grinned to himself….
….At the tactfully placed post-it note on her back….
"Sara loves Greg."
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Mindless fluff…? Maybe.
Please review…
[Note to readers of 'Beyond Belief' – I will post another chapter soon!]
More silliness. Blame yourselves.
[joey des anges – hope your first day of school went ok.]
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"You wasted a lot of money for a cheap gag," Greg said insightfully, rolling up another poster and placing it in a box.
He had to admit it was pretty funny; but the only person he had to admit that to was himself.
"Don't you want any of this?" Sara said, gingerly holding up a pen donning more 'pro-Enya' slogans.
This stuff was starting to freak her out.
"No. Just because I like her music, doesn't mean I like her." He said frankly, taking down yet another poster.
"Something wrong with brunets?" Sara quipped, staring directly at Greg, grinning.
"No," he said, considering, he smiled, "actually, there's one at this lab who's funny, smart, good looking…." He closed his eyes, and his voice started drifting off.
"…. I think I know who you mean." Sara said smiling, and moving closer to Greg.
"Really?" He gulped, and his eyes widened.
"Yeah…but I don't think nicks /that/ good looking." Sara said, and try to stifle a laugh. She was having fun again.
Greg looked crestfallen.
"You know that's not what I meant." He said bitterly. Turning away.
She didn't mean to hurt him, the smile on her face faded, and she moved even closer to him.
"Hmm, maybe I do…." She said soberly. She moved even closer to Greg, and inevitably his lips… "Maybe…"
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Catherine and Warrick deliberately passed by Greg's part of the lab; they wanted to see if it had been cleaned up yet…
…Unfortunately they saw more than they wanted to….
"My god, when I told him to get a girlfriend, I didn't mean he should be so…forward…" Catherine uttered. She shuddered at the sight of the pair kissing.
"Doesn't this constitute as a hostile work place?" Warrick questioned, staring in disbelief.
"Yeah…hostile…" Cath said smiling, personally, she personally thought it was cute…
…anything was better than a room full of Enya posters…
"…You're welcome to tell Grissom." She said with a grin, imagining Grissom's reaction.
"Tell me what?" Grissom said, slightly annoyed at the thought his co-workers were discussing him again.
"Uh, that, that the evidence is back from the…uh, case, yes, we work on cases." Warrick said stuttering, trying to draw Grissom's attention from what was occurring behind them.
"Smooth" Cath mouthed to Warrick, as they dragged Grissom away from the 'crime scene.'
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"I didn't mean to do that." Sara said, suddenly pulling away, her mind beginning to reel again.
"Then I really would love to see what you do when you DO mean something," Greg said, slightly out of breath
"It's the caffeine…. the stress…" Sara said, trying to rationalise it. She was having a hard time.
"………The Celtic rain?" Greg said, grinning at her confusion.
"What?" She said, beginning to think this was all a dream. Or at least wish it were.
Well, some of it.
"That's the song playing in the background…you should really show me where you put the Stereo so I can turn it off." He said calmly.
There was a moment of silence, and Sara moved away from Greg.
"What now?" Greg said, becoming concerned that Sara wasn't having as much fun as they were earlier.
"Now" she said, a smile starting to form on her lips, "you go to your car, and get rid of this …junk" She said, indicating the boxes of apparel.
She held out his lab coat, and he took it and put it on.
"Sure," he said, returning her smile.
Both left, Greg, allowing Sara to leave first, 'such a gentleman,' Sara thought.
She watched him walk down the corridor, little did he know that on the back of his lab coat was a transfer saying: "I love Enya" on….
…Now she was glad that copy shop was a 24hr one…she grinned, and turned, and made her way to the break room, suppressing the will to laugh.
She didn't realise that now, Greg was watching her, and he grinned to himself….
….At the tactfully placed post-it note on her back….
"Sara loves Greg."
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Mindless fluff…? Maybe.
Please review…