An:  Here is the next chapter.  The last was just a lead in to the real story, I guess I should have added a TBC at the end of the first.  Thank you all foe your encouragement and reviews.  Most thanks are for my wonderful beta Amy, without whom this story would be just another idea I didn't write down.

OK so she wanted a fairytale ending.  Ok so, he could do that…right?  He sat at his desk absently staring at his laptop desperately hoping for inspiration.  Think children's story with Princes and Princesses, they had fairytale endings, but they are set a long long time ago.  And they are for kids, and the ending he had in mind for Sara was definitely not for kids.  He needed a modern day fairytale ending; and fast.  Books; now these he knew, unfortunately it was mostly the classics. The romantic gestures that led to the fairytale endings in these, they weren't right, think modern Gil.  Movies?  Ok so romantic movies, modern romantic movies…Oh God…he would definitely need help with this.  Catherine could probably help him but there was no way that he would ever ask her.  He needed someone different. A stranger.  He could check the internet…No…he needed something personal.  Someone who knew movies…Maybe someone who works in a video store.  It would need to be a small, discreet video store.  He didn't want to be running into Nick or Greg in Blockbuster while he was perusing the romance section.  He needed to research.

'Good evening.  Only one new case tonight.  Double in Henderson.  You three go.  Who is picking up Nicky's case?'

'Uhh me.'  Sara answered him.

'Try to get a look at it if you get the chance.  Just because it is Nick's day off does not mean we can abandon his case.  I am going out for a few hours, you can gat me on my cell if you need me.'

He sat in his Denali , in traffic on the strip. 

'Ok Gil, where in this city can you go to hire romantic movies without being seen? Both Greg and Warrick lived too close to his house to enable him to go anywhere in that area.  Nick and Catherine, they both lived in the North of the city, that is ruled out.  Sara lives too near the centre of town.  McCarron!  There was a video store in the retail park on the way to the airport.'

With that he turned down a side street and headed in the direction of the airport.  He navigated into a space in the parking lot and stepped out with some trepidation.

Upon entering the small video store Grissom soon became aware that he was alone.  He looked around curiously for an assistant and found none in the store at all.  Just as he was deciding whether or not he should leave the bell on the door roused him from his thoughts.  He turned to see a young lady with most of her face concealed of a by a combination of a huge trucker cap and an equally huge cup with huge writing across it proclaiming 'SLUSHI, more additives than sense'.  Grissom gave her a quizzical look before he spoke,

'Excuse me?  Do you…work here?'  His brows furrowed further as he took in her full apparel.  The pink trucker cap had silver sequined letters spelling out 'babe'.  On the top half she wore a pink vest that started very low on her chest and ended several inches above her pierced navel.  Below, she wore indecently low slung jeans, her underwear clearly visible at the top with silver and pink sequined thong shoes.

'Oh…um…yeah.  I just popped out for a drink, see!'  She said as she held the slushi out towards him.

'Ok'  Grissom turned back around the peruse the shelves in the hope of some inspiration.  There were some titles that were clearly film versions of harlequin books – not what he was looking for.  And there were others featuring the faces of people that he was sure he should know on the front.  He glanced back at the now present attendant who now appeared to be making a collage from pictures that matched those on the DVD covers in front of him.  Ok Gil.  Just ask for help.  Tell her what you want. Accept her advice.

'Excuse me please?'

'Yeah?'

'I…I…uhhh…I…was wondering if you could help me please.'

'Whatcha lookin' for?'

'I…uhhh…something…uhhh…romantic.'

'Romantic?  Romantic weepy?  Romantic cute?  Or romantic, watch alone romantic?  As she said the last part she looked him up and down, 'Cause we don't do that stuff in here.'

'No no, I…uhh was looking for a movie that would help…uhh…my…girlfriend…she wants a romantic gesture, you know, to…'

'Oooooookkkkkaaay, well you probably want cute, then,  What is it you want?'

'Something with ideas on how to be romantic.'

'Ooohhhhhh I have the perfect one.  Me and Tommy watched this, one last night.  Lots of romantic ideas.'  Here, she thrust a copy of 50 First Dates into his hands and he handed her the rental fee.

'Thank you…is this…an instruction film?'  he asked as he took in the title.

'A what?  Just watch it, it's good.'

'Ok thank you…uh…'

'Britney'

'Thank-you Britney.'