Camping

Authors: bloodredcherry and Raven

Disclaimer: We own it not, no infringement is intended.

AN: More silly and insane fluff! Yeah the storie's unplausible (is that a word?) but oh well! It's just for a bit of fun, and yes…pretend Jasper, AB Canada is relatively close to Nevada!

Enjoy!

Keywords: fluff + a bit of romance + a camping trip = much hilarity ensuing! (hopefully).

Summary: Our favourite CSI team, decide to go camping in the great Canadian outdoors!

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"Okay, so if this pole goes here and that pole goes there then—" Sara let go of the tent and stepped away. It stood for about two seconds before falling in on its self.

Nick tried to keep from laughing but the look on Sara's face and the dilapidated tent was just too classic. He let out a loud 'pfffft' and burst out laughing.

Sara was not amused; she took hold of the tent pole. "You know Stokes, I have a tent pole and I know just where to insert it."

"I'm sorry," Nick gasped, with tears in his eyes, "I'm sorry."

"You think you can do better Texas?" Sara challenged, "be my guest."

Warrick made a face, "this won't be pretty."

"This is going to be good!" Greg exclaimed his nose heavily bandaged, "I'm grabbing a chair."

"All right," Nick said in a macho tone of voice. "This shouldn't be too hard, anyone could do it."

"Sure," Sara folded her arms, "go ahead." She rose her eyebrows and waited patiently.

Two minutes later Sara heard a satisfying roar from Nick, who kicked at the tent.

Catherine cleared her throat, "I'm not an expert or anything guys, but uh," she pointed at the fallen tent. "I think it actually has to be attached to the ground in order for it not to fall over." She smiled and hefted the girls tent over to the other side of the campsite.

"Right," Nick said scratching his head.

"I knew that," Sara said quickly.

"Okay," Nick hissed into Warrick's ear, "the plan is all set."

"Griss in on it?"

"Of course," Nick replied, "it was his idea."

Greg clasped his hands together.

Sara made a face, "I don't like the look of that."

"Look of what?" Catherine asked, opening the cooler for a beer.

"The three of them," Sara said. Catherine nodded her head.

"Hey!" She yelled and the three conspiring CSI's sprung apart. "Some of us are hungry around here!"

TBC of course!

Let us know what you think, but no flames please!