Sara walked over to Grissom's office, There was no Grissom. She ha no real idea of what just happened back there with greg. Did he actually ask me out? Or was he joking? What about Grissom? Would he mind... he wouldn't care. I mean he made it clear he doesn't like me… But what happens if he does? Would I get fired? Unnoticing, Sara wandered around the office for a good hour pondering all of this, then very un expectedly Greg Grabbed her shoulder.
"Whoo. Sara! I got yo-- Are you okay?"
Tears streaming down sara's face she looked him in the eye, "Yea, Uh Yea im fine…" whipping her eyes, sara began to walk towards the break room, totally forgetting about the muffins and her case, she wasn't even thinking anymore. She Finally reached the room, and found A very bored looking Cathrine sitting on the couch.
"Hey, Uh Cath, can I talk to you?"
"Whats wrong Sara? Who is it? Did brass do something?"
"Brass what? No. no Cath its Greg."
"What? Greg But? What about Grissom?"
Sara began to sob once again, It just occurred to her how obvious it was that she liked Grissom.
"Cath, Greg Just asked me to muffins. If i.. If I get fired I had so much fun. Remember that!"
"Slow down Sara, calm down. So greg asked you out? I knew it. I knew he would. Sara, you cant stay caught up with Grissom, he's just not for you. Besides, we both know how hard it is for greg, Just try it out Sar, you wont regret it."
"But am i? … what if" She tried to get her words out between her sobs, which were now muffled by Cathrines tear soaked Shoulder.
"Nothing is going to---"
"going to what?" Came a very frustrated voice belonging to None other than Nick.
"Nick.. just go. Leave me alone." She yelled between sobbs at him.
"Okay.. Cath, Calm her down.. I need her on the John Doe Case. Thanks" He said, getting even more frustrated.
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"Hey Grissom, Wheres the cake?"
"How the hell should I know Greg I thought you and Warrick were taking care of that."
"Warrick forgot it was her birthday. He's really pissed at himself. And I have no money." Greg Said with a Smirk and held out his hand bringing his fingers towards his palm several times.
"Greg, Im sick of giving you---" Grissom held out the 20 that would buy the cake, and in an instant Greg grabbed it and darted out of the office straight to the bakery across the street.
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Huffing Greg Held out the twenty to the Cashier, "a – uh.. Black forest.. Cake"
"here you go son, Who is this for? You girl friend?" Said the cashier with a voice as though he were talking to a baby
"It's a birthday, thank you."
"Im sure it is, now run along home"
Greg Burst out of the doors and with irregard for the rush hour traffic sprinted across the street and back into the building.
"WARRICK GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE"
"What greg, calm down…. Oh.. shit. That's.. damn it."
"Yea warrick you forgot, you almost screwed everything up for me. This is my last chance man, now go put this in the … in … you know what, just put it in my lab, I have to go do something."
"Okay, whatever you say sanders" Warrick said rolling his eyes as he began to walk towards Greg's Lab
