Beginning of shift
Grissom arrived at the lab before the rest of his staff. He decided he would try to get through some of his paperwork before shift started. He also figured he could use the time to devise a way to get Doc Robbins to help them. He was so engrossed in his thoughts and his paperwork that he didn't hear the soft knock on his door. Catherine walked in his office and took the seat across from him.
"How was your road trip?" she asked. He was a bit startled and quickly looked up at her. She immediately noticed his black eye and swollen lip. "Gil, what happened to you? Did Sara finally get tired of your crap and knock the shit out of you?" she teased, but there was a hint of seriousness in her voice.
"Sara didn't do this to me. She would never do something like that, Catherine."
"Then what the hell happened to you?" she asked, seemingly concerned.
"It's a very long story, but the short version is…some guy was attacking Sara, I pushed him off her and we exchanged a few blows."
"Is she okay?"
"She's fine. She was a bit shaken up right after it happened, but she quickly recovered."
"Are you sure she's all right? You're not very good in emotional situations."
"I handled things just fine, Catherine. Ask Sara."
"Ask me what?" Sara walked into the office and looked back and forth between Catherine and Grissom, waiting for one of them to speak.
Catherine looked at Grissom and then to Sara and said, "Grissom was just telling me what happened to you. Are you all right?"
"Thanks for your concern, Cath, but I'm fine. Grissom was there and saved me."
"Well, it seems like the last couple days were more eventful for you two than they were for all of Las Vegas," Catherine said. "We have been bored out of our minds here. We haven't had one good case since the two of you left."
"Maybe all of Las Vegas knew that its two best CSIs were out of town and they didn't want to give you anything too challenging until we got back," Sara said, trying to look and sound serious, but failing miserably.
"Yeah, that's it," Catherine said sarcastically.
"Are Nick and Warrick in yet?" Grissom asked.
"I just saw them and Greg in the break room," Sara informed.
Grissom grabbed a file and assignment slips and stood. He made his way to the door and stopped, turning to look at the women expectantly. "Well, ladies, shall we?" He stepped to the side and extended his arm indicating that they should precede him out of the office. The women shared a smile before filing out of the room.
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Warrick, Nick and Greg were sitting around the break room table having a conversation about the best place to pick up women. Grissom, Sara and Catherine quietly strolled into the room and Warrick was the first to notice their entrance. "Hey, Grissom and Sara, welcome back. How was your road tr—Grissom, what happened to your face, man?"
At Warrick's questions Nick and Greg looked up at Grissom. Nick quickly gave Sara a suspicious look and said, "Sara, what did you do to Grissom?"
"Why does everyone think that Sara did this to me?" Grissom asked.
"Because we all know…never mind." Greg shut his mouth after receiving looks that could kill from both Sara and Catherine.
"So, are you going to tell us how you got that black eye, Griss?" Warrick inquired.
"I got hit," Grissom answered. Sara chuckled at his answer, which caused the rest of the team to look at her. "What?" she asked.
"Come on, Sara, you can tell us. We won't think less of Grissom just because you beat him up," Nick prodded.
"I didn't beat him up. I would never do that and if I did he certainly would have more than a black eye. In fact, he'd probably be in the hospital." She looked at each person, but none seemed to believe her innocence in Grissom's little injury.
Grissom was getting tired of everyone thinking Sara would do that to him. He looked at them and noticed that they seemed to not believe that Sara didn't hit him. For the sake of shutting everyone up, and getting on with work, and due to the fact that Catherine would probably spill the beans once he and Sara left the room, he decided to just tell them the truth. "Okay, everyone, listen…Sara did not hit me. She—"
Sara cut him off. "This drunk guy was attacking me, Grissom showed up and pulled the guy off me and the guy hit him a couple times. I was attacked, Grissom saved me, the asshole's in jail…end of story."
Everyone, except Catherine, was a bit shocked by the story for a minute. Nick was the first to recover and asked, "Are you okay, Sara?"
"I'm fine," she answered with a smile.
"Is there anything else you guys want to know? Or can we get to work?" Grissom raised his brows and looked at each member of his team. They all seemed to shift back into work mode and sat waiting expectantly for the night's assignments. "All right, Warrick and Nick, you got a dead body at the Roll On Inn. Brass is there waiting for you. You should get going."
Nick jumped up and eagerly grabbed the assignment slip. "It's about damn time we got something interesting! I'm driving!"
Warrick followed him out of the room moaning about getting carsick when Nick drove.
"Greg, how are things in your lab?" Grissom asked.
"I have absolutely nothing to do," he answered in an unexcited tone.
"Well, then…would you like to join Catherine in working a B&E?"
That question cheered him up. "Grissom, I would give you my first born to get out of this lab for a little while."
"You don't have to go that far. A nice fresh cup of Blue Hawaiian would suffice."
"You can have all you want. I just made a fresh pot."
"Come on, Greggo, we better get going before Grissom changes his mind," Catherine said as she gathered her things and left the room.
Grissom let out a chuckle as he watched Greg bounce excitedly after Catherine. He heard her yell at him to calm down as they made their way down the hall. He still had an amused grin on his face as he turned back around and looked at Sara. "Alone, at last."
"It appears so," Sara said. "I take it we have no scene to go to."
"We have something else to attend to. Would you like to go for a walk?"
"Depends on where we're going."
"How does the morgue sound?"
Sara let a smile grace her features. "You sure know the way to a girl's heart."