Hey everyone! Been having a hectic couple of days. SORRY I haven't written in a while. I had writers block for a day or two and then suddenly I have all these ideas running around in my head and I can't seem to sort them out into a good story. I finally came up with what to do today and hope you'll forgive me if I accidentally slaughter the characters. One thing I find funny is that when I'm angry, I usually write better, so lets see if I am correct. Anyways, once again CSI DOES NOT BELONG TO ME, and hope you like this chapter. I've taken into account all of your criticism on quotations and things such as that, and am sorry for the screw up's, sometimes I just don't think. Anyways, hope you like it and if you don't, tell me; I'll work on it. ( P.S. What the character is saying, is in BOLD and has "", and what their thinking, is in Italics. Just making it all clear. I hope.

CSI Hawaiian Vacation

Chapter 3

Nick sat on the couch in the break room, trying to keep from falling asleep. CSI was incredibly slow tonight, as if all crime had stopped on purpose to make their vacation, now only two day's away, seem like an eternity to wait for.

Finally he stopped fighting it, and just let himself doze off as he sat alone, on the couch. Suddenly he heard the sound of footsteps in the room and snapped his eyes open to see a smiling Sara, at the counter pouring coffee.

"Hey what's got you in such a good mood Sara?"

Nick sat there a moment and watched as she grabbed two packets of sugar and moved over to the table, sat down and poured the packets in, stirred it and took a sip.

He smiled and said, "Hello, are you suddenly deaf?" She suddenly looked up in surprise and broke into a small smile. "Oh sorry, I didn't even notice you were in here."

Nick slowly stood and shook himself; trying to make the sleepiness that had enveloped him minutes before disappear. He then walked over to the table, pulled out a chair and sat down and looked at Sara as she watched him stare at her over the rim of her coffee cup. "Problem Nick?" she said, as she swallowed down the coffee.

"Maybe, it just seems so weird to see you smiling. I mean, I haven't seen you smile in ages, well I mean, a genuine smile."

Sara smirked, "What do you mean I don't smile "genuinely" anymore, I didn't know that I had such a thing."

"Well you do, whatever you wanna call it, it's something everyone else can see, and as I've said, we haven't seen it in a while, so it's a pleasant surprise."

Sara looked at him incredulously. What's he up to? "Well thanks Nick, that's good to know, now what's up with you?"

"Well as I can see, your as bored to death as I am, no pun intended, and I was thinking of taking a little cat nap, but having a chance to talk to you sounds like a lot more fun"

Sara set the coffee cup down and nervously ran her finger around the rim. "And what exactly do you want to talk about?"

Sara are you really so dense? Nick thought, trying to keep a straight face.

"I don't know, maybe about why you're in such a good mood tonight."

Oh boy, and the attack dogs have been released... Sara thought as she turned and looked at Nick.

"I just had a good time with Cath at the mall is all. I haven't been out in a while, and I am also pretty excited to be going on this trip."

Nick smiled, "Well that's a turn of events. You and Griss were totally against this trip at first and now it seem's that the two of you are more excited than we are."

Sara looked at him a moment waiting for him to continue, but of course he was gonna make her ask what he was talking about.

"Okay, Nick, what's that supposed to mean?"

"Well, the funny thing is, before you came in, Cath, Warrick, and I were sitting in here chatting, when Grissom comes walking in, smiling like the Cheshire cat, and humming "Toxic" by Britney Spears."

"Wait a minute, wait a minute! You're talking about our Grissom?"

"There's only one Sara. And thank God for that."

What's that supposed to mean? I wouldn't mind if there was another Grissom who actually acted on his feelings and emotions. Sara thought as she took another sip of coffee.

"So your telling me that Grissom was grinning and humming?"

"Exactly!" Nick said, starting to laugh.

Sara started giggling at the thought and through smiles said, "Man, I wish I could' a been here to see that."

Just then Grissom poked his head through the door and with a smirk on his face said, "Seen what Miss Sidle?"

Sara nearly choked on her tongue, at the flirtiness in his voice and received a startled look from Nick. She looked at him a moment, hoping he would say something and when he looked down at the floor, like the chicken he was, she smiled and looked up, "Um, nothing Griss, just, uh, talking about something."

Grissom walked through the door and walked over to the counter and poured a cup of coffee, took a sip then sat down on the couch.

Nick looked at Sara uncomfortably for a moment then, stood up and motioned towards the door.

Oh no! Please don't leave me here alone with him; I'm afraid that he might actually try to talk to me! Sara thought giving Nick a helpless look.

He lightly shrugged his shoulders and rolled his eyes. "You'll be okay." He mouthed turning and walking out of the room.

Sara felt her heart racing, took a deep breath and looked over at the couch to see Grissom flipping through a science magazine.

She nearly sighed aloud in relief that he wasn't staring at her.

Wait a minute, what am I doing? Here's my chance to talk to him and I'm acting like a freaked out fifth grader!

Sara took another sip of coffee and smiled.

"So Grissom, think you'll find any good specimens in Hawaii?"

Oh my gosh, was that the lamest conversation starter or what?

He looked up from the magazine and said, "Most likely. I'm hoping also to study some of the different types of animal life while I'm there, in depth. Maybe try scuba diving again."

He's gone scuba diving! Sara thought, trying to picture Grissom wearing a wet suit and mask, then quickly pushed the image out of her mind.

"That's sounds like fun, I've only gone scuba diving once. But that was when I was really young, I don't think I enjoyed it as much as I could now."

Grissom looked up and smiled, "Well, maybe I could get all of you to come with me, but from what I gather, Catherine and her followers are focusing more on surfing than anything else. I on the other hand, are mostly there for the learning experience."

Sara sighed and picked up her cup of coffee. Of course, what else is a vacation for, besides trying to make friends with your coworkers and possibly repair a relationship with someone you used to trust?

Sara stood and walked to the door when she heard Grissom call her.

"Hey Sara..."

"Yeah Gris?"

"I'm glad we're going on this trip."

Sara didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Smiling lightly she said, "Yeah me too."

What am I doing? Grissom thought as he watched Sara walk down the hall towards her office.

Ever since the Debbie Marlin case he had been deathly afraid of being anywhere near Sara, afraid his emotions would betray him and he'd let himself do or say something he'd regret. You just simply talked to her, it's not like you said, "I like you!", you just said you were glad that you are all going on the trip.

He'd decided on his way home from Denny's the other day that on this trip he would try to talk more to Sara and maybe repair their friendship. He'd been awfully cold towards her since the beginning of the year, after he'd gotten his hearing repaired, and hoped he would have the guts to speak normally with her, as he had when she'd first come to Vegas, it would take time though.

Just then Catherine walked in and smiled seeing Gris sitting on the couch, staring into space.

"Thinking of how Sara would look in a bikini?" She said trying to keep a straight face.

Grissom suddenly snapped out of his thoughts and looked up at Catherine, "What?"

"Never mind, I was just talking to you is all."

Grissom rolled his eyes and set the magazine down beside him.

"Well what were you saying, I didn't hear you at first."

Catherine smiled, "Well you and Sara certainly seem to be in very good moods."

Grissom raised an eyebrow, "What do you mean exactly Cath?"

"Well your Cheshire cat smile and humming "Toxic" gave you away as the happiest you've ever been and I just walked by Sara's office, hearing her singing to the radio. I haven't seen you two this happy in so long"

Grissom smiled at the thought of hearing Sara sing and decided he'd make sure he had a reason to walk by her office once this conversation was over. "Well, I haven't been away from work in a while, and not that I'm too happy about it, but it's a chance to explore a part of the world I've never ventured to, you know, a learning experience."

"Gil, it's hard to imagine that with all the studying you do, that you don't already know everything already. Well actually there's one thing I know you don't know how to do and that's how to have a relationship with people, Sara in particular."

Grissom stood and walked over to the sink, poured out the coffee and set the cup down.

"Catherine, don't start on me, I don't need your help."

"Oh you don't huh. Why? You have something in mind for you and her on this trip?"

He knew it was no use fighting it.

"I don't know Cath, maybe. Right now I'm just focusing on trying to get her to talk to me and trust me again."

Catherine stood there almost as surprised as the time Eddie had asked her to marry him. He's never talked about his relationship with Sara specifically before, maybe this little trip is going to make everything okay between them again.

Grissom quickly walked over to the door.

"Hey Griss!" Catherine yelled as he stepped out the door.

"Yes?"

"Your doing good."

"Thanks, I'll try to remember that next time I screw up."