OK, now I know that there are other fanfics with the name Mandy in them, but this one is to be confused with no other. Although I absolutely love all of the CSI fan fics, you are all awesome! Also, this fanfic happens to take place sometime after the third season, but it is still when the team is together. I really haven't been watching the recent episodes (I wait for DVD because Honors classes have me busy until midnight with homework) so I am sorry that it isn't the most up to date story.

Greg walked into the lab, his head bobbing to music from his Dell DJ. He stopped in the break room to grab some coffee. He knew it was going to be a long night from what he had heard on the police scanner. He sat down at the table, relishing the few moments of silence that were few and far between in the always chaotic lab. Grissom walked past the door.

"What are you doing here so early, Greg? We still have and hour until start of shift," questioned Grissom, curiosity on his face.

"What? Oh, I came in to get a little bit of a head start on the case from yesterday. You know, the breaking and entering from yesterday? I was going over the file at home and I think I may have come up with something. I was just thinking in here, relishing the silence," explained Greg. Grissom nodded and walked away. Greg finished his cup of Joe and tossed it in the wastebasket. He then sighed and headed for the locker room. He took off his jacket and was stuffing it in his locker when the new intern walked in. She wasn't paying attention to where she was going, and Greg was in another world. She walked smack into him. Falling to the ground, she let out a yelp of pain.

"Are you okay?" asked Greg.

"I'd be a lot better if you were not on top of me," she said with a huff. Greg suddenly realized that he was lying on top of the poor girl. He quickly, but not very gracefully, rolled off and stood up, extending his arm to the lady on the floor. She looked at him, then at his outstretched palm. She then reluctantly grabbed his hand. "So, what are you doing here so early?" She asked when she was finally vertical.

"Well, seeing as I work here, I think I'm entitled to come in early. How about yourself there?" he said, a tad of sarcasm in his voice.

"Oh, stupid me forgot to introduce myself. I'm Amanda. Nice to meet you! I am the new intern. I was here early for my interview with Dr. Grissom," she explained.

"Oh, nice, you'll be working here then. I'm Greg by the way. I was the old lab tech, but now I'm out in the field," he said, running his fingers through his hair.

"Wow, that's cool," she said, but Greg wasn't paying attention. He was busy eyeing her up and down, unbeknownst to her. She was short, coming in at about five foot two. She had shoulder length auburn hair, and these awesome glasses that were plastic. They glowed this awesome light blue when the light hit it just right. He was currently mesmerized by her two different colored eyes when she was looking at him with an odd face. He realized that he had been staring and, by the looks of it, he was in deep crap. He began to come up with something to say.

"What was that last one?" he asked.

"I said, you must know a lot to be on Dr. Grissom's team," she said, with a hint of awe.

"Well, I'm not that smart. Sara is probably the most intelligent next to Grissom. I'm just the newbie," he said with a shrug. She giggled.

"Nah, I'm sure you are awesome," she grinned. Greg laughed as well, and checked his watch. He noticed that if he wanted to get to work on the case, he better get moving.

"Hey, I'm sorry to cut this so short, but I really have to get to work. It was awesome meeting you. Maybe you could join me for breakfast sometime?" asked Greg, hopefully waiting a good response.

"We'll see," she said with a smirk, and he turned around and left the locker room, heading for trace to see if he could find those results that Hodges forgot to give him.

It was now the middle of shift, and he was working alongside Catharine at a B-&-E at a local drug store. It was an easy case, and it was pretty nice of Cath to take the back seat when it came to the whole case, to get Greg used to working on his own. He got a full print off of the glass of the counter, and the clerk had said that the perp hadn't worn a mask. If they could get a face off of the tape and match the print, it was going to be a piece of cake. Greg finished processing, and they headed back to the lab. Tonight was going to be one of the first nights in a long time that Greg actually got off of time. He leaned back against the seat. Catharine took this as a sign to talk to him.

"So Greg, how are you, with all of this?" Cath asked.

"I'm fine. I like a lot more then being in the lab," Greg continued. "Hey, what do you know about the new girl, Mandy?"

"Aha," said Catharine. "I knew you would spot her. Giving up on Sara already?"

"Sara's always in my heart, but she's too wrapped up in Grissom," he stated, looking downcast. At the thought of the new girl, he brightened up. "So what do you know?"

"Well, let's see," she thought for a moment. "She's a Notre Dame graduate, she came out here to intern after hearing one of Griss's speeches. She interning, seeing if she likes it. Then she might try for a job. Lord knows we could use another CSI with us, or another lab tech," she said.

"Yeah, another DNA tech would be awesome," he said, not really thinking about the conversation. He was focused on Mandy, hoping she would agree to breakfast. He couldn't stop thinking about how she would be an awesome friend, maybe more. Cath finally brought him down from space.

"Are you alive?" she asked. "Greg, answer me."

"Whoa, sorry there. Sorta spaced out," he said, sitting up straight.

"Relax there Romeo, we are almost there, and then you can do whatever you wish," she said, and then yawned. She checked her watch. "Man, I don't know why I'm tired. Must be all these crazy hours, with Lindsey at school and all."

"I'm sure you will be fine," Greg said, and with that they turned the Tahoe into the lot. He climbed out, having to stop himself from running inside. He was almost giddy, and he was really wanting to see Mandy. He may have only known her a few hours, but wow, she was awesome. He suppressed himself to only walk fast inside, and then he went of a fervent hunt of the lab for her. He found her in the break room chatting with Warrick about some case. Warrick saw him.

"Hey there Greg. Easy night?" Warrick asked.

"Yeah, you too, I guess. Hey Mandy, can I talk to you in the hall?" he asked. She looked at him with a questioning look, but agreed. He walked her out into the hall. He looked at her. "I was wondering if you wanted to grab breakfast with me. I got off on time for once and I was just curious," he said with a shrug. She looked at him, glancing down, beginning to blush.

"You know what, I would love to. I was just beginning to think that I was getting a tad famished," she said, smiling at Greg. "Just let me grab my jacket, and I'll meet you outside." Greg grinned like a possessed clown, and she hurried away. Greg began to think.

'This day is beginning to shape up.'