Camping

Authors: bloodredcherry and Raven

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

AN: More silly and insane fluff! Yeah the story'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 Oh, and we have nothing again Canada or it's people seeing as we're from there. The land up north rocks! Yeah! Thanks again to all of you who reviewed! You're all too kind!

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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Sun creeped in through the wall of the tent, Sara was passed out in her sleeping bag, her hair mussed around her face. She had an arm wrapped around her pillow and her face against the inflatable mattress.

Catherine was sadly not as comfortable, she woke up leaning against the tent, and her sleeping bag was down around her waist so she was bloody freezing. To make matters worse her suitcase was rammed into her corner of the tent at the so her legs were all cramped up.

"Stupid cheap camping," Catherine grumbled, "in a stupid cheap tent, with stupid cheap bugs, and stupid cheap..." she sat up and opened her suitcase pulling out a pair of sunglasses. She slipped them on and ran a hand through her hair, trying to make it semi-presentable. She yanked on her running shoes, and zipped open the tent. She stuck her head out into the bright morning sunlight. "What is with Canada and its damn freaky weather!" She snapped the air was warm and she crawled out. Zipping it closed behind her.

She wandered over to the picnic table where Grissom was standing.

"Humph." Catherine grunted and Grissom turned to her.

Catherine Willows was completely out of her element, no hair straightener's, no hot showers, no Starbucks. Grissom quickly poured her a cup of steaming hot instant coffee.

Catherine took the mug and took a sip; she coughed and grabbed the tin of coffee grounds. She pulled it open and used her spoon to dump three more scoops in.

"Good morning Catherine!" Warrick chirped.

Catherine narrowed her eyes and growled.

"Careful there man," Nick warned, "she hasn't had her coffee supplement. Make no sudden movements."

"You're really funny Nick," Catherine said drowning half her coffee in one sip.

"Where's Sara?" Grissom wondered, pouring himself a cup of coffee.

"Still unconscious," Catherine replied, drinking the rest of her coffee.

Greg was seated at the fire pit, poking at the embers with a stick.

"The fire isn't going to start its self Greggo," Nick said.

"Why the hell do we need a fire?" Catherine asked, "it's like plus 30 out here."

"Camping is not really camping without a fire."

Catherine shrugged and dropped into a chair beside Greg. She closed her eyes and reveled in the warmth of the sun.

Greg chopped the wood into small pieces, then crumpled newspaper and collected it into a pile in the center of the pit. He set the chopped kindle into a t-pee and set a few larger logs against the smaller ones. He lit the newspaper in three places and waited for it to catch fire. Then over the next ten minutes he added three more large logs until the fire really got going.

"So what's the plan for today?" Warrick wondered, pulling up a lawn chair of his own.

"Hmmm." Nick pondered, "well there's apparently a lake. A pathway from each campsite leads to it." (That's more Michaelon but shhh).

"I didn't think there was a lake in Jasper Park," Grissom said scratching his head.

"Me neither, but apparently there is now!"

"I thought it was just the hot springs," Warrick said.

"Hot springs?" Catherine asked sitting up.

"Yeah, natural Hot Springs."

Hmm, Catherine thought grinning, that sounded like fun. Better than sitting here, waiting to be eaten alive. She slapped her neck, squashing a misquito. "Fantastic," she said dryly, flicking off the offensive bug.

"Well," Grissom sat down, taking another sip of his coffee. "I'm thinking today is a great day to go hiking! It's not raining for one, and then afterwards we can take the Tahoe down to the Hot Springs."

"Sounds like a plan to me,"

The five of them set about to setting up breakfast, cooking the eggs and frying the bacon. Catherine nearly had a fit when a wasp flew past her head.

Three hours later Sara finally emerged from the tent, her hair was pulled back and she looked good and rested. She was holding her toiletry's bag. "Just have to brush my teeth!"

Finally after Sara had eaten and done all the dishes, (since she slept through all of the preparation) they all got ready for their hike.

"It's best to wear layers," Sara said pulling on her Harvard sweatshirt. "Just in case it gets cold."

"You camp much?" Catherine wondered.

Sara shrugged, "not so much anymore, but me and a few friends went almost every summer in University." Sara grinned, "you go camping much?"

"Not if I can help it," Catherine quipped tying her navy-blue windbreaker around her waist.

"It's not so bad," Sara replied, "besides at least this campground has flush toilets, and there's showers too. They might not be steaming hot but they're showers none the less."

An image of a week without showering filled Catherine's mind and she shuddered.

"You ladies ready or what!?!" Greg yelled.

"Yeah, yeah!" Sara retorted. "Let's go," she said stepping out of the tent.

TBC of course!

b. r. c. and raven: All right folks, apparently we are playing a good game of make believe in this story! Because now there is a lake right in the middle of Jasper Park, and last time I checked there was no lake in Jasper Park! All though...there is hot springs, but that will have to be later. Oh, didn't mean to make Catherine so high maintenance, I just don't see her as much of a camper. At least not "real" camping.

Anyways, ya'll are being great sports here! So hope you're having as much fun reading as we are writing and if you wish when you review, drop some idears for things that our CSI team can do! All righty? Thanks!