Greg could not believe it. He ran the test three times and he got the same answer. As he ran through the halls looking for his boss, he realized his entire past was a sham. He finally found Grissom, after barging in on Warrick and Mia, in Catherine's office. They were talking about the romantic week they were going to have in Austin, around the conference that is.

"We need to talk" puffed Greg as he walked through the door.

They stopped as soon as Greg burst in .

"So, Catherine, that is why you itch after you are bitten by a mosquito." Grissom said, trying to cover up. "Oh. Hi Greg. Did you find something to keep yourself entertained?"

"Actually, did I find something to do." Greg told him. "But I made a mistake which caused me to run around the entire crime lab looking for …"

Grissom's phone rang. It was Brass telling him there was a Dead Body on a pool table in the Tangiers and he had to get there quick.

"You'll have to tell me another time, Greg." Grissom said as he started for the door.

"Yeah," said Greg "another time."

But what Grissom didn't know was that Greg could find his own answers and still make Grissom undergo a very tough interrogation. He was already devising a plan so he and Grissom could talk as much as they needed.

A few Days Later
It was finally Wednesday. The day when he, Gil Grissom, would pick up Catherine and they would share a quiet hotel room for one full week. And not only was he looking forward to the coming week, he had managed to avoid Greg the entire past week and whatever he wanted to talk about. Just as Grissom was putting the last of his luggage into his car his phone rang.

"Grissom."

"Hey Gil. It's Cath. It looks like our week alone will be postponed. Lindsey fell off her bike and broke her leg. She'll be fine but I can't find anyone to watch her for the entire week like this."

"Damn. I was really looking forward to this week to. Well, we'll just have to reschedule. Did you find a replacement? "

"That's another problem. No one wants to go with you. But, Nick's down there already."

"True. I could always grab him. He could use the experience. All right. I still have to go. So I guess I'll see you in a week. Tell Lindsey to feel better. I love you both."

"Will do. We love you to Gil. See you in a week."

Yes. He was disappointed but he knew that Catherine's first priority was Lindsey now. So off he went to the airport.

When he got onto the plane, he saw that the seat next to him, Catherine's seat, was already given away. This got him sad. It was occupied by a man who reminded Grissom of someone he knew but he couldn't guess who since the stranger kept his newspaper up and covering his face. Grissom gave up and took out his etymology textbook and started reading. Soon the plane took off and Grissom said his last good-byes to Catherine and Lindsey silently to himself.

It was about half way through the flight and Grissom was reading about Madagascar Hissing Cockroaches when…

"I told you we need to talk. " said the stranger.

"Excuse me," said Grissom "but do I know you."

"I certainly hope so." said the stranger who lowered his paper to reveal the face of his co-worker Greg Sanders.

"GREG!" shouted Grissom "What the…? Why are …! WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?"

"Easy boss. I told you we needed to talk and since you've been so busy at work I didn't want to disturb you. So I arranged a way for us to talk for a whole week if we needed." said Greg.

"All right, talk." said an exasperated Grissom.

"Ooohhh no." warned Greg "You made me wait a week, now you have to wait until we get to the hotel."