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! And also, there's some Speedo action in this story! Muahahaha! Beware of the therapy inducing mental pictures!

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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Upon arriving paying their good ol'e two dollars and changing into their bathing suits the gang rushed out to the warm tub of hot. But… someone was missing, who was it and why?!?

It was Warrick, "Guys? I feel uncomfortable and ever so naked."

"Common, it's not that bad, it's a bathing suit," Sara said unknowing of what was to come.

"Really? You won't laugh?"

"We promise, no one will laugh, we love you Warrick," the gang shouted in unison.

"All right, if you say so," Warrick said timidly. He walked out, a beach towel wrapped around his waist.

Thinking he was cool Greg ran up and ripped the towel off and thus he was exposed to the horror ! the HORROR of the BLUE SPEEDOOOOO

In under shock and bug eye he let out an odd girlish sound and stumbled backwards into the pool. Their laughter echoed through the mountains.

Greg surfaced from the depths of the kiddy pool the girl next to him was crying, "You hit my face," she clutched her face, as she looked around the pool and the crazy Canadians who sat open mouthed, "HE HIT my FACE!!!"

Her friend shook her head, "You hit her face!!!"

His lower lip trembling Greg apologized profusely.

Finally tearing their eyes away from the ever so present Speedo their laughter finally died down as they settled into the nice warm spring of hot.

"This is what I'm talking about," Nick sighed, sitting back in the deliciously hot pool.

Warrick sat in the opposite end of the pool in a corner. He glared at them all in turn.

Of course, first they had to take away his news –then they had to laugh at him! Laugh at him! It was enough to make him cry.

"Warrick," Sara coaxed, "come on, it was a joke."

"How the hell was I supposed to know you were wearing a Speedo?" Greg replied, floating by.

"Don't worry War," Catherine said, "Griss here has got a pink Speedo."

Nick made a face, "well…mines green, but whatever floats your boat man!"

They all sat around for a bit more, not really doing much, relishing in the fact that they didn't have to do anything.

"Well I don't know about the rest of you," Sara pushed herself out of the hot pool, "but I'm ready for the cold pool." The rest of the gang dashed out with her.

Catherine delicately dipped her big toe into the water. "That's really cold."

"That's why they call it the cold pool," Nick retorted, he pretended to cough and one armed Catherine into the freezing cold water.

She opened her mouth, but no sound would come out. She jumped up and down, gritting her teeth.

Just then Grissom walked out of the man's change room.

He saw the others by the cold pool, he walked over, well Catherine appeared to be having a good time, she was jumping around with happiness.

"Coming through!" Grissom yelled.

"Noooo!" Sara cried out, but it was too late.

Catherine finally found her voice and screamed, "THAT'S—" Just as Grissom cannonballed in. "—COLD!"

A wave of water rose up and smacked her right in the face.

Grissom surfaced gasping, "Holy mother that's cold!"

Sara shook her head, "I tried to stop you."

"Read the sign!" Greg pointed.

"I didn't know there was a sign!" Grissom yelped.

"Pfft," Warrick teased, "someone doesn't know their "pool safety"." He snickered.

Catherine stood glowering, her mascara ran down her face and she looked very unimpressed.

Nick laughed, "oops?" He offered.

"I think it's time to go," Grissom said through chattering teeth, "this is enough crazy fun for one evening."

TBC of course!