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Catherine had insisted on driving despite arguments by Sara and Greg. She reminded them how much they had to drink and they shut up. Warrick's car had refused to start so he had left it at the park and called a mechanic. He was now squashed in the back between Greg and Sara.
"What the heak is that racket?" asked Grissom referring to the thumping coming from Greg's headphones.
"I think he calls it music," laughed Nick.
"Hey Greg" Nick reached over Sara and hit him. Greg's head lulled to the side.
"He's asleep," he said pulling the head phones from his ears and turning the music off.
Greg began to snore loudly despite having Warrick constantly elbow him.
"Nick don't start man," laughed Warrick as Nick's head rolled against Sara and he made a snorting noise.
"BOO," shouted Nick causing Sara to leap back against Warrick.
"Grissom your map reading skills are about as good as Greg's" shouted Cath as the car began to bounce along an un-maintained road. "We did not come this way. I think," she added having trouble keeping them straight.
"God let me drive," moaned Nick now squashed against the window.
"Sara are you ok?" asked Warrick seeing her face suddenly pale.
"Pull over" she mumbled shoving one hand against her mouth and the other round her stomach. Sara bolted over Nick kicking as she fell to her hands and knees and vomited.
"EW" cried Greg now awake. Grissom got out the car and rubbed her back gently as she was sick again.
"I'm not sitting next to her anymore" said Nick incredibly high pitched.
"She can have my seat," said Grissom helping her stand up.
"Better" Sara nodded her cheeks burning red. She got in the front of the car and held her head in her hands.
"You going to drink again?" asked Cath as she pulled her hair back while Grissom squeezed in the back receiving moans about how Sara took up less room.
"Here" Catherine handed Sara a tissue from the glove box.
"Thanks" she mumbled wiping at he mouth with her sleeve.
Twenty minutes later and Catherine had pulled over so Sara could be sick again and she decided to let Grissom drive. Greg had fallen asleep again along with Warrick and Nick. Catherine wished she could have sat next to Warrick but didn't fancy waking Nick to get him to move. Grissom stood in the now poring rain with Sara while she was sick.
By the tine they made it back to the motel it was 6pm. After Greg got them lost yet again most people had fallen asleep and Grissom had been left to drive.
"So road back's closed. Guess I'm stuck with you lot" said Warrick putting his phone down.
"Where are Grissom and Sar?" he asked looking around.
"They went to get your stuff from the car. Considering they were already wet we thought it didn't matter," added Nick looking at the pouring rain hitting the window. Sara and Grissom trudged in both soaking wet.
"So who I'm I going with" asked Warrick looking at Cath.
"Well I'm not having her all wet in my room. Sara you go with Grissom Warrick you with me" Sara stood staring in disbelief.
"Come on don't just stand there you'll catch cold" said Catherine ushering everyone to their rooms.
"Oh great" announced Cath on opening the door. Their clothes were laid out on the bathroom floor, soaking wet from where water had come in the window.
"Ha were ok," said Greg going in his room where he and Nick had piled their clothes on the bed.
"Flooded" said Grissom picking up his wet clothes.
"Well they'll dry," said Catherine laying them out and handing Sara hers.
"What I'm I supposed to do until then?"
"Find a different way to keep warm," said Cath shutting the door.
Sara slowly walked into Grissom's room shutting the door.
"I guess we should take these off," she said quietly pulling at her top.
Sara turned away taking off her top and trousers leaving her in her underwear. She wrapped a blanked round her but found that wet too.
"Gil the sheets are wet" Grissom appeared in the bedroom wearing nothing but his boxers. Sara completely forgot that she was stood in her underwear and just stared.
"Well I've got some spare boxers" he said. Sara suddenly realised that her underwear covered very little and gratefully took them, covering herself up a little.
"Well were going to freeze like" this smiled Grissom desperately trying not to stare at the black Bra Sara was wearing with now white boxers.
"You know I think I know how we could keep warm. What time is it?" Grissom looked at his watch.
"Just gone 7" he said.
"Come on" Sara cracked the door open seeing the hallway empty ran down it.
"Sara what the" he shouted as she ran down the corridor. "You can't go out dressed like that!" after taking a look that there was no one around he gave up and followed her to the end hoping no one would see him.
"Bar" mumbled Sara looking at the list against the wall "money" Grissom looked at her "I need some," she said holding her hand out impatiently. Grissom was grateful for an excuse to leave so he ran back to the room coming back with twenty dollars.
"Thanks" Sara proudly produced two bottles of vodka.
"Apparently all they do is this and tequila" she said quickly heading back to their room.
"How do you know that?" asked Grissom giving her that look.
"I had a little adventure" shrugged Sara unscrewing the cap and taking a sip.
"Ergh" she said shaking her head as it burned her throat. Grissom looked at his,
"Sara we are still technically at work" he began.
"Grissom by the time we get to the bodies they will be jello. Come on lighten up" Grissom looked at his bottle and took a small sip.
Catherine went into the bathroom and began clearing her wet clothes into a pile."So Cath I guess we should talk about hat kiss" started Warrick sat uncomfortably on the end of the bed.
"I mean I know there has been this flirting but…." he cut of seeing Catherine emerge from the bathroom heading straight for him.
"Warrick I guess you didn't get my subtle hint" she said leaning in and kissing him.
"Well I think I'm starting to get it" smiled Warrick as she pulled away.
"What about our friendship?" asked Warrick as Catherine lent in again.
"What about it? Don't worry so much" she grinned pushing him down on the bed.
"We can be very good friends" she said as she began to unbutton his shirt.