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['Ride of the valkeries' refers to a song, which is associated with going into battle…sorry for any confusion]
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"Do you think you're funny?" Greg announced on entering the break room, and half-closing the door.
The only reason he was being confrontational was because he couldn't think of a way to exact revenge on her.
He hoped she'd be embarrassed.
….he was wrong.
"Funny? Of course it was funny Greg. Who told you?" She said, a grin spreading across her face. She secretly hopped it was Grissom. Not only would it get him off her back, it would be the most perfect form of revenge.
"Nick," Greg said, trying to hold a serious façade.
Sara just cracked up. The reason she wrote Nicks name was because she was certain he was out on a case.
God, she would have loved to have seen his face.
"This isn't funny Sara!" Greg exclaimed, walking over to her. Her head was in her hands, and she was struggling to breathe through the laughter.
"I could have lost a friend there Sara! Lucky nick was understanding!" Greg yelled, trying to get her to stop laughing.
Sara composed herself, and stood up, her face mere inches away from Greg's. She'd reaped the benefits of the prank, and now it was time to defend herself.
" Understanding?" She said in mock questioning, "I bet he was in hysterics," She said with a grin.
Greg breathed in, and was just about to defend himself, when his jaw locked.
Nick had found it funny, there was no chance of even trying to deny that; Sara would probably check with him.
"Sidle, you're almost impossible to beat," he said, with a small smile.
"Almost? I am impossible to beat." She remarked, her smile turning to a grin.
He shook his head. And sighed. "You got one thing right, you are impossible." He said, trying to sound superior to her.
On that comment, Sara narrowed her eyes, and her expression turned to a mock scowl.
Greg reciprocated with a puppy dog look, and a small pout.
It became a competition of who could hold the expression the longest without laughing. There faces were slowly contorting into smiles and grins; with stifled giggles.
Eventually, Sara broke into a half-laugh.
"Almost impossible," she defined.
Then she leaned into kiss him….
….Then there was a camera flash.
Both immediately pulled away; each looking round to see the perpetrator. But the doorway was empty.
"Greg…who was that?" Sara demanded, her skin becoming flushed.
Greg looked shocked, "Don't play games with me Sidle, I had nothing to do with that! Who was it Sidle, Archie? David? We're dead if Grissom sees that!" Greg shouted, becoming flustered.
Then there was a look of realisation on both their faces.
Neither had orchestrated it for revenge.
Someone had photographic evidence of them together.
Each gulped, and simultaneously whispered, "gotta get that photo."
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Short, I know. Ill try to update soon.
Please review.
['Ride of the valkeries' refers to a song, which is associated with going into battle…sorry for any confusion]
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"Do you think you're funny?" Greg announced on entering the break room, and half-closing the door.
The only reason he was being confrontational was because he couldn't think of a way to exact revenge on her.
He hoped she'd be embarrassed.
….he was wrong.
"Funny? Of course it was funny Greg. Who told you?" She said, a grin spreading across her face. She secretly hopped it was Grissom. Not only would it get him off her back, it would be the most perfect form of revenge.
"Nick," Greg said, trying to hold a serious façade.
Sara just cracked up. The reason she wrote Nicks name was because she was certain he was out on a case.
God, she would have loved to have seen his face.
"This isn't funny Sara!" Greg exclaimed, walking over to her. Her head was in her hands, and she was struggling to breathe through the laughter.
"I could have lost a friend there Sara! Lucky nick was understanding!" Greg yelled, trying to get her to stop laughing.
Sara composed herself, and stood up, her face mere inches away from Greg's. She'd reaped the benefits of the prank, and now it was time to defend herself.
" Understanding?" She said in mock questioning, "I bet he was in hysterics," She said with a grin.
Greg breathed in, and was just about to defend himself, when his jaw locked.
Nick had found it funny, there was no chance of even trying to deny that; Sara would probably check with him.
"Sidle, you're almost impossible to beat," he said, with a small smile.
"Almost? I am impossible to beat." She remarked, her smile turning to a grin.
He shook his head. And sighed. "You got one thing right, you are impossible." He said, trying to sound superior to her.
On that comment, Sara narrowed her eyes, and her expression turned to a mock scowl.
Greg reciprocated with a puppy dog look, and a small pout.
It became a competition of who could hold the expression the longest without laughing. There faces were slowly contorting into smiles and grins; with stifled giggles.
Eventually, Sara broke into a half-laugh.
"Almost impossible," she defined.
Then she leaned into kiss him….
….Then there was a camera flash.
Both immediately pulled away; each looking round to see the perpetrator. But the doorway was empty.
"Greg…who was that?" Sara demanded, her skin becoming flushed.
Greg looked shocked, "Don't play games with me Sidle, I had nothing to do with that! Who was it Sidle, Archie? David? We're dead if Grissom sees that!" Greg shouted, becoming flustered.
Then there was a look of realisation on both their faces.
Neither had orchestrated it for revenge.
Someone had photographic evidence of them together.
Each gulped, and simultaneously whispered, "gotta get that photo."
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Short, I know. Ill try to update soon.
Please review.