A/N: Thanks for all the nice reviews. Here's the next chapter, and I promise I am going somewhere with this, eventually.
Sara found it extremely difficult to keep a straight face as Grissom walked into the conference room the next night.
"What's so funny?" Greg whispered into her ear.
"Tell you later," she said and turned her attention to Grissom, who was clearing his throat to get their attention.
"Sara, Greg you guys have a B&E at a local jewelry store." He handed Sara a file and gave her a knowing look.
'Oh crap he knows it was me,' she thought as she and Greg walked out to the parking lot.
"So, spill, what's going on?" Greg asked.
"You know the old shaving cream trick?" She asked reluctantly.
"Yeh, shaving cream on the hand, feather on the face…" he said, not fully knowing where she was going with this.
"Well, I did it yesterday. To Grissom," she confessed.
Greg lost it, he started laughing so hard Sara was starting to get worried that he was going to turn blue. "Are you serious?" he said, clutching his stomach and trying to breath.
"I don't know what came over me, I was in some kind of weird mood or something." No matter how much she thought it over she couldn't find a reason for what she did.
"So, what's your next prank?" he asked after he finally finished laughing at the mental picture of Grissom with shaving cream all over his face. "You know I have some good ideas if you ever want something a little more original."
"That was a one time thing, Greg. I could get in trouble for that. Now let's go, we've got work to do," she said and climbed into the car.
Grissom had a bit of time to waste after he dropped a bunch of stuff of at trace and DNA, and couldn't do anymore with the case until he had those results. He turned the small white object over in his palm and considered actually going through with his plan.
He had purchased a small, yet really loud buzzer. It had two parts, when they were together it was silent but when separated a loud shrill came out of the larger piece.
'Hey, she had me smelling like vanilla, this isn't half as bad as her little antic, and she started it,' he thought childishly and peeled the paper off the adhesive strip and opened Sara's locker.
It was hard for him not to snoop as he stuck one piece on the door and the other right inside the locker. Flipping the small black 'on' switch he quickly shut the door, but not before the alarm went off briefly. Grissom hid the 'evidence' under a shirt in his locker and made a note to get rid of it later.
"What was that?" Nick said, running in.
"It was that loud?" Grissom asked, avoiding the question.
"I heard it all the way from trace," he said and handed Grissom a manila envelope. "Your results were ready. Hodges wanted me to give you them."
"Okay, thanks," he said and left, hoping to avoid any further questioning.
"It sometimes amazes me how stupid people are. I mean, did they really think we wouldn't find out that it was just a scheme to get insurance money?" Sara said to Greg in the hallway, carrying the necessary paperwork for the "B&E" in a file.
"Desperate times,' Greg began.
"Call for desperate measures, yeh I know, but still," Sara said and glanced down at her watch. "Shift's over so for a change I think I'm going to leave on time."
"Good idea, see you later," Greg said and took off in the other direction.
Sara walked past one of the layout rooms and saw Grissom. He looked up form his work and smiled at her. 'Guess he's not mad about it,' she thought and walked into the locker room, which was right across from the room Grissom was in.
Sara walked to her locker humming 'We Belong Together' by Mariah Carrey. What an easy day it had been, for once she actually felt relaxed. She opened her locker and an earsplitting shrill made her jump and sent the file in her hands flying.
"Ahhhh…" she screamed. "Holy shit!" she grabbed her heart and tried to breath.
Finding the off switch she flicked it off and sat down and tried to control her breathing. She glanced across the hallway to see Grissom laughing, he noticed that she saw him and tried to be subtle by turning his attention to his work.
'I will so get him for that,' she thought once her heartbeat returned to normal. And she knew exactly who to call. She grabbed her purse, picked up the fileand gave Grissom a sarcastic smile on her way out.