Sara was all smiles for the whole night, she was relieved that Grissom put her with Greg to work; he would ask the fewest questions. She was happy with what happened, all the events from the day before only made her smile larger, if that was possible.

They were assigned a d.b. in the dessert, which wasn't a strange thing for Vegas, they usually got at least one a day. Sara picked away gathering evidence, Greg was doing the same, and she was really pleased at how well Greg was actually doing. She took some of the credit for him being good; she was somewhat of a mentor to him.

"So Saraaaaaa," Greg began, "what has you so happy tonight?"

"What are you talking about Greg?"

"Well, for starters, this the happiest I have seen you in ……years, yes years. Second, you have that smile that is worth a million bucks plastered on your face and to top it off, you have one of those I just got laid glows. How did I do? Gonna tell me who it is? Huh?"

Sara was noticeably embarrassed. "Good investigation skills, Greg, but you are a bit off. I'm just happy, isn't that allowed?"

"Its great you are happy, Sara, I mean that, but he had better not hurt you again or he will have to answer to me." Greg puffed out his chest to prove his point.

Sara chuckled lightly, "I'm flattered you care, Greg, but I'm a big girl, I'll be ok."

"So who is it? Are you gonna tell me?"

"No."

"Aw man." He whined.

"Greg, give it up, we have work to do."

"Party pooper."

Sofia was working with Grissom. He had wanted to work with Sara, but he felt it would be in their own best interest no to, he needed to learn to control himself at work and he didn't know how good his control was going to be at work.

Sofia was doing her usual casual flirting with Grissom, with one difference, he wasn't responding one bit. She tried her best with no avail. This did not make Sofia happy, seemed that she was used to getting a response out of her flirting.

"Grissom, will you come look at this, I'm not sure what it is?" Sofia asked Grissom to come over so he would be near to her.

"Can you move please Sofia, I can't quite see what is under the scope." The look on Sofia's face was priceless. It was cold enough to freeze ice.

"So what is it Grissom?" Sofia began. She knew what it was, she just wanted a ploy to get him near her, and it didn't work.

"Sofia, it's a Kleenex," his tone bordered on disgusted. "What significance does this have on our case?"

"It was on the Vic's person, I thought it may have some evidence on it we could use."

"It is probably just a snot-rag, may have some DNA, but we already Id'ed the Vic based on the Id in his wallet. Send it to trace and see what they can find." He slipped his glasses on and left the room.

What was Sofia doing? I may need to have a talk with her too. I don't need her and Sara in a catfight over me. The last remark made him smile.

Walking down the hall he ran into Sara and Greg, Greg automatically noticed the grin on his face. "Jeez Boss, what has you so happy? If I didn't know better I'd think that you and Sara have been spending time together." Greg shook the thought off and walked to the trace lab to hand in their evidence.

Sara looked at Grissom, "Wouldn't he like to know." She whispered.

"Sara, can I see you in my office please?" Grissom asked.

"Certainly." She smiled and followed him.

Grissom allowed Sara to enter the office first and shut the door behind him. He grabbed her arms and pinned them to the wall and ferociously began kissing her. Sara pulled away quickly.

"Griss, we can't do this…. not here"

"I couldn't help it, I found myself constantly thinking about you, I wanted to kiss you so bad and when I saw you I couldn't hold it in any longer."

"This isn't appropriate for work, you need to learn restraint." She joked.

"I know, but you gotta know you drive me wild."

"I know!" She grinned, "But you can save that for when we get home, its not long now, your place or mine?"

"How about mine?" He added with his hand on the door.

"Sounds good, I'm dying to use that big bathtub of yours."

"Alone?"

"Unless you want to join me." She looked at him seductively and left. "I'm going to grab something to eat in the break room, you coming?"

"In a minute."

There was enough tension in the break room that you could have shaved it with an ice pick. Sara walked in and she picked up on it immediately. Greg cracked her a 'thank God you are here to rescue me' smile and she knew something was up. She walked in, opened the fridge to remove her sprout sandwich and carrot sticks and sat down to eat.

"God Sara, how can you eat that stuff?" Greg asked munching on his rather large roast beef sandwich.

"The same way you eat that crap, Greg."

Sara looked over at Sofia. "Is something bothering you Curtis?"

"No. Why do you ask?"

"You seem oddly quiet is all."

"Guess I didn't get enough sleep."

Sara left it at that. She turned around to see Grissom walk into the break room.

"Jeez, Griss, we never see you in here except to pass out assignments, what do we owe the pleasure?" Greg asked.

"I just thought I'd join you, is that allowed or would you prefer I go back to my office to eat my lunch?"

"That depends," Sara, jested, "What are you eating, it doesn't include bugs…does it?"

"Lasagne, why?"

"With bugs?"

"No, do you eat bugs in yours Sara?"

"No, but I'm not an entomologist nor am I a carnivore, I'll bet there is meat in there too, isn't there?"

"Actually, no, I grabbed the wrong one by accident." He popped it in the microwave, "In actual fact, the vegetarian one isn't half bad." Sara smiled. The room got colder, Sofia got a look at the smile that Sara shot Grissom.

"So Greg," Sara began, "what do we have for evidence?"

"A few fibres, some hairs, really…not much. We have to wait for the DNA results to go any further. What do you suggest we do now?"

"We could go see if Griss and Sofia need a hand."

"Sounds good," he said as he got off the stool to accompany Sara to find Grissom.

Grissom and Sofia were going over their evidence with a fine toothcomb when Sara and Greg walked in. "You guys need a hand?"

"No, I think we are alright. Why don't you and Greg head home early."

"Are you sure?"

"Yep, we got it under control, shift is nearly over."

"If you are sure, then we'll go."

Greg let out a squeal, "I love being a CSI. No more long hours in the lab, we get off early."

"I don't do this often Greg." Grissom deadpanned. "Don't get used to it."

Greg took that and left. Sara waited around for a few seconds for Grissom to look at her.

"Sara, could I see you for a second?" Sofia looked up from her evidence. "Outside." Sara followed him out into the hall. "There is a spare key in my locker on the shelf, take it. Go grab a few things from your place and meet me at mine at end of shift." Sara smiled and left for the locker room.

Grissom rejoined Sofia in the evidence room. "So is Sidle in trouble, or something?" She asked.

"That is none of your concern, Sofia. Why don't you finish up here? I have paper work to do." He left a stunned Sofia to work while he retreated to his office.

Sara pranced into the locker room and looked around to make sure no one was around before she opened Grissom's locker. She opened the door and retrieved the key. Slipping it quickly into her pocket she took out a piece of paper to leave him a note.

Griss

Give me a call before you head home, please; I want to be ready for you.

Sara.

She placed it on the shelf where he would see it and headed for home.

She was just pulling into his parking lot when he called. "Sidle."

"Sara, you asked me to call."

"I guess you got my note."

"Yes, I'm on my way home."

She hung up the phone and headed for the house. Sliding the key onto the lock and turning it was a bit odd for Sara. If you had told her even a month ago she would be doing this she would have told you that you were right out of it, but this was real.

She put the key down and locked the door behind her. Placing her purse on the table by the door she slipped out of her shoes. She put her bag down in the bedroom and went to the bathtub to run some water. She grabbed her favorite bubble bath from her bag and graciously added it to the flowing water. The sweet scent of Vanilla and Strawberries wafted from the bubbles. She began to undress and hummed a tune as she did so. She turned around and screamed.

"Grissom! You nearly scared the shit out of me. I wanted to surprise you with a bath."

Looking at her now naked form he grinned, "This is surprise enough."

"Are you gonna join me, there is room, this thing is huge."

He disrobed and they climbed into the bathtub together. He turned the jets on and they both sat back to relax.

"So Griss, what was with Sofia lastnight? She was bitchier than usual."

"I think I pissed her off." He pulled Sara up so that she was on his chest. He leaned in to kiss her.

"How."

"I think she was trying to flirt with me and I ignored her advances, my mind was preoccupied." He kissed her again and Sara could hardly hide the grin on her face.

"Were you thinking about me?" She asked coyly as she kissed his neck.

"Who else?"

"Your other girlfriend?"

He lifted his brow and looked at her. "When would I have time for another girlfriend, you tire me out enough, I couldn't handle another."

Sara wrapped her legs around him in the huge bathtub and kissed him intensely. "You like this?" She asked.

"Umm." He mumbled.

She could feel his erection against her thigh. She lifted her rear and positioned herself on him. Wrapping her ankles together she rode him. He bucked his hips to her and she was completely in tune with him. She screamed at the intensity and released her ankles from around his back.

"Wow, that was intense." He breathed. "I don't recall ever doing that in a bath tub before."

Sara smiled and kissed him again. "Why don't we get out and head to the bedroom, we need some sleep, we both work tonight."

She got up and passed him a towel and wrapped one around herself and they went into the bedroom and collapsed onto the bed to sleep.