Hey Guys! I'm sorry to have to say this, but I probably won't be updating for 2 weeks because I'm going on vacation! I will finish this story and I will finish DNA Mixup. As for Death on Track, majority rules so I am going to go right to the amusement park. But, Unfortunatly you guys are going to have to wait 2 weeks. But I guess I can give youtwo chapters before I leave.
Disclaimer: I don't own CSI, and I don't own the amusement park. I do own my brain that made up this plot though, no, wait, that belongs to the aliens. Well, at least I have my CSI shirt, right?
Summary: On to the roller-coaster.
Chapter 4
After the team got into the car, they decided it would take to long if they drove to each of their houses, and Greg, needed a change of clothes, but Grissom and Sara decided they could go in what they are wearing. They pulled up to Greg's house and just waited for him outside. He came back dressed in one of his wacky shirts and jeans. Sofia started the engina and started to drive.
"That's the Greg we know and love." Sara stated.
"What? You don't love the new me? I'm hurt Sara."
"Greg, what she is trying to say is that we like the new you, but we also miss the new you." Sofia explained.
"Really? What about Grissom"
"Why don't you ask him?" Grissom said. "Anyway, I like how you have matured Greg, but your spunkiness, was what kept this lab moving."
"Awwww. That's so sweet! I could just hug you."
The girls burst into giggles.
"Please?" He put ons big puppy-dog eyes that got him a CSI in the first place.
"No, Greg."
"Fine!" He said and pretended to pout.
"Look what you did, Grissom!" The girls exclaimed in unison.
"It's not my fault! I'm not going to hug Greg!"
"You hug him, or we tell the whole lab you sang Holiday." Sofia told him.
"Fine!" He quickly hugged Greg and sat as far to the window as possible.
"Now we have even more blackmail! Thanks Griss." Sara exclaimed.
Just as he was about to argue, they pulled into the parking lot of Bob Funland's Amusement Park.
