Author's Note: I refuse to tell you what Catherine's plan is right now, so stop e-mailing me about it. The right time will come in the story, okay? Besides, it's rather obvious when reading the chapters anyways.

Chapter Six: On to Step Two

Grissom could barely breathe. It was as if a lung had collapsed as he sped down the hall in search of Sara. He almost forgot his kit and jacket while pushing his way down the Crime Lab's hallways. Where is she? His mind couldn't wrap itself around any one location when t hit him. Greg.

"And they're off," whispered Catherine smiling to herself. Not a single soul knew what she was doing, and she had made sure to keep the boys out of this part of her plan. She had decided to give herself some insurance, and was not only coaching Sara but Grissom as well. He's so pliable in my hands that he doesn't even know that I'm helping him. There was only one problem. What if it just didn't work?

"Greggo, this plan is amazing," squealed Sara. The former lab technician looked just happy with the situation since it included a multitude of close encounters between the two of them. Sara hopped up on his desk, leaned back and crossed her legs. "You should have seen the look on his face when I told him about you."

"He's gonna be here soon. Did Catherine tell you what you're supposed to do when he comes around the corner?"

"Yeah, why? Did you want to try it first...or something?"

Her voice was flirty, and it surprised him since the most he used to get was a friendly smile.

Before Greg was able to answer, Sara leaned forward and captured his lips with hers.

She couldn't figureout of how passionate the embrace should be, so she managed to keep it light and tender. Greg didn't linger when she pulled away.

"Catherine will wantit tobe bigger than that," confessed Sara. "It needs to make Grissom jealous."

"I've never tried to make him jealous before. Only proud," replied Greg, but he knew that he could and would make the kiss more passionate than that, "I'll get it right when the time comes."

"I know, Greggo." She bent down to look at the microscope in front of him. "So what are you looking at?"

Greg's eyes looked up from his microscope and past her. "Grissom."

He turned to look at Sara as anxiety filled her eyes. Quickly, Greg rose from his chair and slid a hand behind Sara's neck. His other cupped her cheek, and he whispered, "This is for you and Grissom."

His mouth captured hers, and while she nearly resisted from the shock, she opened her mouth to him and the kiss deepened. Instinctively, Sara moved her hands around Greg's neck just as his gripped her hips.

Just think about how you would kiss Gil. Catherine's words pounded in her head, and she moaned at the thought. How would you kiss him? Parting his legs, she pulled Greg closer so she rode on his thigh. Sara pulled back and looked in her partner's eyes. Grissom should be here by now. She looked at Greg with the silent question, and he captured her mouth saying, "I don't know." Sara and Greg knew that this was the cue to turn it up a notch. Her hands began to take off his black button-down, while his slid up her thigh. Grissom was close and she could feel it. Say something, Grissom.

No! His anger blinded him as he saw Greg place his mouth on Sara. His Sara. Catherine was right. I'm losing her. He couldn't help but stare at the horrific act, even as Nick and Warrick walked up. Placing themselves on either side of Grissom, they too watched the magnificent show Sara and Greg were putting on.

"Don't they look perfect together," commented Nick making sure not to take his eyes off of the two performers. He could feel Grissom's anger boiling over, but knew that this was a man who had to be pushed.

"He's been after her for years," added Warrick. "Wasn't sure if he'd risk their friendship and dive in."

"Looks like he's taking a pretty long swim to me," joked Nick. "Hey guys! There are conduct rules in this place."

Greg and Sara separated with a look of embarrassment, and looked at their audience. Neither one could suppress a giggle as they were caught in the act. Sara stood, smoothed out her clothing, fingered her hair, and smiled at her audience. Greg could barely speak, and went back to his seat with the faintest hint of reluctance. He was amazed how Sara could play the whole situation off as cool and flirty.

"Oh come on boys. No standing ovation?"

All of the the men, except Grissom, applauded her performance for reasons beyond Grissom's knowledge.

"Hey Grissom. Ready to go," questioned Sara. The look on his face was one of anger and amazement, and she loved it. "Sorry to keep you waiting. Race you to the car?"

Before Grissom could find the words to reply, she was off and down the hall. He just stood there rooted to the floor trying to clear his mind of what he had seen.

"So, Greggo, I've always wondered," started Nick. He knew his question would pinch a nerve in Grissom, but he needed to get him moving towards Sara. "How is she?"

"Amazing," muttered Grissom.

The blank statement rocked the men, and they turned to question the speaker, but he'd already gone.

TBC

Chapter Seven is coming, but my friend said that it wasn't right. I'll post it when I'm done with my corrections. Keep reviewing. I need the criticism even if it's cruel and heartless. Just review. lol.