A/N: Thanks everyone who reviewed they really made my days better. Well here I go with this chapter. It is going to start off before they go on the trip and the next chapters to come (if you want them) will be the trip. So tell me what countries you think she should visit in your reviews!
Chapter Three:
The next morning Lindsey couldn't quit grinning at her mom. She had awoken up a long time ago but found her mom and Uncle Gil asleep in her bed so she herself went back to bed. When she woke thirty minutes ago her Uncle Gil was gone. They were in the kitchen and Catherine was at the stove making pancakes while Lindsey watched quietly from the kitchen table. Her grandma was sitting in the living room watching the morning news, and she too was hiding a grin. Looking over at her Nana who just entered she giggled a bit.
"Lindsey care to tell me what is so funny," Catherine said flipping the pancakes.
"Nothing mother," Lindsey bit her bottom lip to quit from laughing.
"So Catherine ..." Lily said smiling. "How was your night?"
"Mother," Catherine yelled spinning around quickly almost knocking over the frying pan in the processes. The spatula in her hand was held in flip position with a pancake on it. "I told you to drop it!"
"You better pay attention to the cooking," Lily smirked and sat at table also.
"Yeah well where were you all night," She replied spinning back around and placing the pancakes onto plates. A small smile was spreading across her face as she remembered the feel of Grissom's arms around her. Turning off the stove she placed the plate full of pancakes on the table. Pulling a chair out she gracefully took a seat and crossed her legs. "Plus as I told you before it was nothing."
"Please," Lily placed two pancakes on her plate while Lindsey took three and Catherine took one. "You need to eat more then one pancake."
"I had some before you got home," she blushed slightly at her mom's questioning look. "What I was ... Lindsey why are you looking at me like that?"
"I'm just wondering why you sent Uncle Gil home," Lindsey replied making both women gasp slightly. "What I woke up earlier and I was going to wake you but ... well it was so cute."
"He had to go home," Catherine looked at her plate. "So mom you haven't answered my question where were you all night?"
"I was with ... I was speaking with your father then I went to go get drunk but I didn't," she replied. "Is it a crime to go out at night?"
"When I'm at home worrying about you till midnight."
"Good thing Mr. Grissom was here to keep you company then," she raised an eyebrow.
"Nothing happened. God I'm not that stupid ... plus we know better."
"Catherine you are in serious denial."
"Am not."
"Are to."
"Am not."
"Are too mom," Lindsey replied catching a glare from her mom. The doorbell rang. "I'll get it!"
"No eat," Catherine said standing. Walking over to the door she answered it and smiled. Standing in her door way was Gil Grissom in a pair of jeans and black tee-shirt. When his eyes traveled her body she blushed. She had not yet changed from the shorts and very low cute tank top she wore that showed off her mid-section. Quirking an eyebrow at his presence she was surprised to see that he pulled her out the door and shut it. "Um ... Gil ... are you okay?"
"I'm better now," he smiled holding her in his arms. "God I've missed you."
"You only left an hour and a half ago," she giggled a bit as his hands lightly moved across her side.
"Ticklish?" He quirked an eyebrow and gave her a lopsided grin.
"Gil ... we are standing on my porch and I am showing a lot of skin."
"I like skin ... especially yours."
"Okay let's try this one. Both my mother and daughter are awake inside my house gossiping about why you were here this morning. By the way Lindsey woke up before we did and saw you in my bed."
"I say we go get a hotel room."
"Gil ... you came back for a reason why was that?"
"I left something behind."
"Oh," she turned in his arms and went to open the door. "What was it? I'll get it for you."
"Cath," he whispered and she turned around in the doorway. Stepping closer to her he placed his hands back on her hip and pulled her close. "I left you behind," he bent his head and placed his lips on hers. Her arms went up around his neck, her fingers entangling themselves in his hair. Their lips parted allowing tongues to get lost in each others mouths. When they finally pulled apart for air she had a small smile.
"Wow," she said between breathes. Laying her head against his chest she smiled. "Want to have some pancakes."
"Did you make them?"
"Yes. Why?"
"Then I must refuse." He smirked and sprinted from the house as she stood there in shock. When she finally registered what he said she chased after him around the yard.
"I am so going to kill you!" She yelled ignoring the on looking neighbors.
"Got to catch me first," he yelled running into the street.
"Grissom," she stopped running. "Fine I guess I will have to lock you out," she smirked and ran towards the door. Just as she was shutting the door he flew it open. She screamed and ran into the kitchen where her mom and Lindsey sat mouths open in shock. When he entered they smirked.
"Gil Grissom get away from me!" She yelled as he grabbed the bottle of maple syrup. "I swear Gil if you even think it I will hurt you."
"I'm thinking it ... and I'm loving it," he said backing her into a corner. "We could take a vote."
"No ..." she looked at her mom for help but she just raised her hands in her 'I'm not getting into this' gesture. Looking to Lindsey she only saw a nod. "Gil ... I'm begging you. Please don't. Ii would take forever to clean up. A long shower and then having to scrub the floor. I'll make you scrub the floor!"
"A long shower uh?" He quirked an eyebrow.
"Grissom please don't," she begged stepping back some more. He took two steps forwards so his body was pressed against hers.
"I think I should. You have been very naughty. Threatening to lock me out of the house."
"It's my house!" She defended. "Plus you joked my cooking."
"I get the privilege of doing that," he held the bottle above her head. Lowering his voice he smiled. "Plus I would love to join you in the shower."
"Oh really," she quirked an eyebrow. "Well in order for you too do that Lindsey and my mother would have to leave."
"I'm sure I could think of something," he smiled. Squeezing the bottle she began to scream as the sticky syrup dripped down her body. Lindsey started laughing out loud. Lily shuck her head but was smiling. When the bottle was finished Grissom turned around and grabbed another, this time he went towards the table.
"Uncle Gil," Lindsey ran from the table. "Nana help me!"
"Get out of the house," Lily yelled rushing after Lindsey. The two CSIs left in the kitchen heard a car pull out and drive away. Turning he began to walk towards Catherine again.
"Let's get you sticky," she smiled and grabbed the bottle. Squeezing it over his head she smirked at the look of pure shock on his face.
"You will pay," he grabbed the strawberry flavored syrup. Soon both were in a full fledged food fight. They even grabbed food from the fridge.
Lindsey entered the house three hours later to silence. Lily had dropped her off and left for the store, knowing full well she should go pick up some groceries. Carefully walking into the living room she spotted no one and no signs of life. Walking back to the bedrooms she again found no signs of life. Entering the kitchen she was surprised to see it was completely clean but again no signs of life. 'I know both their cars were out front,' she thought heading to the back door. Opening the sliding door she stepped out. Walking a little ways forward she felt someone grab her arms and someone grab her feet. Screaming she was lightly tossed into the water.
When she came up she heard laughter coming from her mother and Uncle Gil who were sitting on the ground. Her mom was in a string bikini and board shorts while her Uncle Gil was in board shorts. Glaring at the two she climbed from the water. "You are such kids!"
"Your it," Catherine yelled tagging Gil and running off. Rolling her eyes she went in the house to change. The two 'adults' continued to play tag in the backyard.
Lily entered the house carrying groceries. "Hey Lindsey mind helping me," She yelled into the living room where Lindsey had MTV on really loud.
"Yeah," Lindsey jumped from the couch. "Anything is better then watching my mom act like a kid." The two got the groceries in the house and put away in fifteen minutes. Turning the television off the two sat on the couch. "Hey ... Nana how old were you when you had your first boyfriend?"
"Well I was about sixteen. Why?" Lily asked raising an eyebrow. "Has a guy asked you out?"
"No ... well I don't know. I think so," she shrugged. "What about when you first had sex?"
"Uh ... is there a point to this conversation," she asked looking at her. When Lindsey fidgeted gave her a stern look. "Have you had sex Lindsey?"
"No... never ... not at all ... It's just that ... well ... I'm curious," she shrugged. "I asked mom and she told me she started dating at fourteen and first had sex with the guy she ran away with. She never told me how old she was but she told me that I couldn't have sex till I was out of this house."
"Okay well then I first had sex when I was nineteen. The same age I was when I had your mother. Now why are you asking these questions?"
"Well ... this guy at school ... he ... um ... asked me to go to a hotel with him," Upon seeing the upset look upon her nana's face she quickly started talking again. "I said no and reported him to my teacher. I was just wondering ... well you know I'm a kid it's what I do. And well ... there is this guy I would like to go out with but ... I don't think mom would like him ... or his father."
"What did your teacher do?"
"She reported it to the principle who called his parents who then talked to me and I don't know what else they did."
"You did the right thing. Now why don't you think your mom would like this kid or his father?"
"Well ... Um ... his father ... is ... he was ... he got out of prison ... three years ago. And well the guy, Michael, he is kind of ... a bully. You know not the well behaved straight A student."
"Your right ... your mom wouldn't like them. Neither would me. Or you're Uncle Gil. Why do you like him?"
"Well I don't know. He was nice to this girl who was being teased by some other girls. He is only mean to guys who are bother people and stuff and he bullies them till they stop bulling others. I have been tutoring him during study block. His math grade really is improving. Yeah he is in a grade ahead of me but still he has the brains."
"Why don't you invite him over here one day? He seems like with someone's help he could become a better person. You could even tell him about the trip when you get back. It is all up to you just don't go to his house."
"Well duh. His father is a murder. Anyways I wanted to tell you not to go into the backyard because mom and Uncle Gil like to plan surprise attacks. I have been thrown in that pool twice now. And they were playing tag. I'm not sure what there doing now. But ... I hope they relax in a bit."
Catherine sat up on the tree branch her back up against Gil's chest. He was sitting with his back to the tree trunk and his legs hanging over the branch. The two were looking into the house watching the other two talk. They had been sitting there since Lily first pulled up. Gil was tracing a butterfly design with his finger above her belly button while the other hand held her hand. "I never knew you had a tattoo."
"I had two," she looked up into his eyes. "The one on my lower back and I had one ... I had Eddie tattooed onto my left butt cheek once. I had it removed."
"That must have hurt," he smiled.
"A bit but it is better then having boyfriends ask who Eddie is," she smiled. "Plus I'd rather replace it with something else."
"Really like what?"
"I don't know but I promise I'll tell you when I do," she tilted her head slightly and he bent his head kissing her softly. Both went back to watching the two in the house exit into the backyard and begin to search for them. "Think we should call out to them?"
"Nah," he whispered. "I want to be alone with you."
"Lindsey I think they left to go out front," Lily said taking a seat on one of the patio chairs. "Let's enjoy the time of peace while we can."
"Cool," Lindsey said sitting. "But if they throw me into the pool again I swear I will attack them when they least expect it."
"Your daughter takes after you," Gil whispered into her ear.
"I got that from you," she whispered back looking up at him. "Plus she has a point. We threw her in twice."
"It was either her or you," he replied. Lightly kissing her he smiled. "I have a tattoo."
"Really? Where? What is it? How come I ... oh ... can I see it later?"
"No," he smirked. "Of course you can smarty. It is a right above my right butt cheek if you must know."
"Care to tell me what it is?"
"Not yet," he rested his head against the tree. "I like this."
"Do you remember how we even got up here?"
"No but I would love to stay up here forever. Keep time in this spot for the rest of our mortal lives."
"Yeah ... work will suck," she sighed. "We kissed in front of Ecklie. He knows you came to my house last night. Wouldn't be surprised if he actually drove by here earlier. He would love to find a reason to fire us."
"Then let's not give him one. We are on completely different shifts."
"Well yeah but I'm helping nights on that one case right now. That's why I didn't have to go in earlier. I will be going in tonight. Though I don't see why you need my help."
"Nick and Sara have a DB Warrick and Greg had one and this was a double. If it was just one body I would not have asked for your assistance. Plus I miss you like crazy."
"And I you," she snuggled closer to him. "I want to speak with Sara ... about what she told Lindsey. I mean not to lecture her or anything but ... well I don't know. I mean she must have let it slip or something. But still I feel ... I feel like she is wrong."
"What do you mean?" He asked. She gracefully turned herself around so that they were facing each other. Now both sat straddling the tree with only Catherine's hands keeping them from touching.
"Well I mean if I am everything she is not that means she is everything I'm not. I don't want her feeling ... I don't know ... jealous of me because I am better liked. Well ... not really better liked but liked more. I don't really know what it is. I mean she is liked just as much as me but I get around the lab more and so more people appreciate and like me. She ... it's hard to explain."
"I understand. You're the social butterfly, like Lindsey, and yet she isn't. To her when you are around you are the beautiful popular cheerleader while she is the not so popular science geek who questions everything about herself. It is rather simple Cath. To her she sees you as the rival of attention. You get the attention of everyone by simply being who you are. You sorta are the cheerleader, you are always boosting moral around the lab just by simple entering it. While she only gets the attention of the teachers or in this case her supervisor and those in charge just by being smart. She thinks she has nothing but brains."
"How much do you think about this?"
"I thought about it last night. I was actually thinking of speaking with her but maybe it would be best if you did."
"I don't want to ... well make her feel ... threatened or something. But I'm going to talk to her. 'Surrogate mother'? God make me feel old here."
"Well you are basically old enough to be almost everyone's mom. Some not really but still you are kind of like a mom to them."
"And you the father ... yeah I could kind of see that. I mean it is ... odd but still you are good with Lindsey and you do lead them. Help them. Everyone says you have no feelings but you are just good at hiding them. You listen to what they say. Greg told you about wanting to go into the field even if that means a pay cut and look what you helped him get to. Nick told you he doesn't really care about the promotion but yet you promoted him. Gil I was wrong when I told you that you were becoming a lousy leader a couple years ago. I mean if you are a lousy leader then what am I?"
"Blonde?"
"Meany," she looked at Lindsey who was pouting. "Can you tell me what my mom is saying?"
"Um ... something about ... oh ..." he looked at Catherine. "There talking about Eddie."
"What did Lindsey just say?"
"That sometimes her dad scared her."
"Oh ... Gil ... do you think I did right by Lindsey?"
"You are a wonderful mother. I mean look at how far you have gotten her. How far you've gotten yourself. Now why must you question all that?"
"I don't know ... Sam once told me I like to make things difficult."
"Well some people like challenges. Raising a child single handedly is the most difficult but you have mastered it."
"Thanks," she scooted closer to him resting her head on his shoulder and watched her daughter smile slightly. "What did my mom say?"
"She told her to remember the good times. Like when Eddie made pancakes for dinner. Or did impressions ... Eddie did impressions?"
"Yeah he used to do them all the time for me when we dated. They weren't that bad. I guess he did them for Lindsey. He was a good dad ... at times. You would make a good dad some day."
"You think."
"Gil," she picked her head up and looked him in the eye. "I don't think I know. You are going to make a wonderful dad and a wonderful husband to someone."
"Well ... I hope that someone would be you."
"I'd like that too," she replied just as Lindsey started laughing.
"Nana that is mean! What if mom heard you," Lindsey yelled.
"What your mother was such a blonde when she was a kid. I'm just saying maybe her blondeness from a child is coming back."
"That is so harsh," Catherine pouted.
"Well ... I love your blondeness," Gil whispered lowering his lips to hers to passionately kiss her. Smiling at her. "Maybe we should reveal ourselves to them."
"All right," she moved back and he swung down from the branch making Lindsey scream. Swinging her leg over the branch she jumped down into his arms. Lily smiled at them as they walked over holding hands. "What?"
"You two are so cute together."
"Shut it," they said at the same time and made there way into the house.
That night at work Catherine found Nick and Sara in one of the layout rooms. Looking at Nick she silently asked him to leave. He made some excuse them left. Sara looked at her as she shut the door and locked it. "I don't want to be interrupted."
"What's wrong?" Sara asked a bit nervously. Her eyes followed Catherine as she walked over and took a seat on one of the wheeled chairs. After she indicated she too should sit she did. "Cath what is it?"
"I want to tell you something," she leaned for in the chair placing her elbows on the table and looking across at Sara. "I may be everything you aren't but that is what makes you exactly what you are-you. Sara I don't know what makes you think that just because you aren't like me makes you ... worse or something but it doesn't."
"Everyone knows your name around her Cath but yet no one really knows mine."
"I talk to everyone," she sighed. "Look I was popular in school. I take it you weren't," getting a nod she smiled. "But you see when I was in school at times I envied the science nerds. The computer geeks. Math wizes. Because, and you know this by experience, you didn't have to worry about making everyone happy. I was the popular cheerleader who had to make everyone happy. But I failed at that because I was also the bully. Yeah I boosted moral at times but I also lowered it ... a lot. I wasn't perfect. But yet you were in away."
"What do you mean? You had, have, all the friends and boys chasing you while I have nothing. You even have Grissom."
"Grissom is someone I would start picking on right away. But Sara I envied you. You got to go home and make your parents happy, having not gotten phone calls home because there daughter stuffed a kid in his locker just because he fits in it. You got straight A's. You helped those who needed help. You still help those who need help."
"I didn't go home to parents," she sighed. After telling the same story she told Grissom a couple months ago she looked at the table. "You see you had parents also which is something I don't have."
"Yeah my father is a murderer and my mother ... well my mother had two jobs. I had a step father who liked to get angry at me because I tried helping Nancy with her homework. No one has a perfect family. Sara the reason not many people know your name around here is because you suck at social skills. While I am great with them. Plus I think a couple guys around here look at you daily. Nick Stokes being one of them."
"He does."
"Yeah," she rolled her eyes. "And if I'm not mistaken I have seen you glance at him."
"Yeah ... but I like Grissom."
"No ... well you do but that's in a father figure way. You just mistook the feelings as love. Nick on the other hand you may have figured it was a friend feeling. Sara you are like Grissom-can't tell one emotion from the other if your life deepened on it. Well some you can but still you misread them at times. It's not a sin you know."
"Cath ... why are you doing this? I mean I figured I be the last person you would care about. I haven't even apologized for what I said to you a couple months ago. Even before then. We haven't ever been the best of friends."
"I'm the surrogate mother remember," she smiled.
"Yeah ... to bad you couldn't actually be my mother."
"Hey you think of Grissom as a father go ahead and think of me as a mom just don't come asking me for money."
"Yeah yeah," she laughed as Catherine stood and went to the door. "Thanks mom."
"Yeah yeah keep it up," she laughed opening the door. Laughing more she looked a Nick who was standing next to the door waiting. "We are done. Now don't go kissing her yet."
"Yes mother," he said all three started laughing. Catherine decided she should go see how her other 'children' were doing on there case since Grissom was busy with his bugs. Entering another layout room she saw the two were bickering scenarios.
"I don't think he jumped," Greg said.
"Come on the guy was depressed. Plus eyewitnesses say they saw he leap from the roof."
"Hey guys," she said smiling. "What does the evidence tell you?"
"That's the problem it says nothing," Warrick said pointing around at the case photos and lab results spread out on the table. "Zip. Zotta. Zilch."
"If there is evidence there is always something. You just have to find it."
"Okay who are you and what have you done with Catherine," Greg said looking worried.
"Grissom had a case like this once. Didn't know if they guy was pushed, jumped, or fell. Nicky was working the case also so they tossed simulation dummies. It was the case they worked when Sara first got here."
"How did you know they tossed the dummies?" Greg said suspiciously.
"Well let's see me and Grissom are best friends. Oh and well I saw the pictures. Why don't you do the same thing?"
"Cool can we toss Hodges," Greg sounded excited. When the two looked at him he shrugged. "What he's a dummy isn't he?"
"Greg he may be a dummy but that be murder. Plus you have difficulty getting him to volunteer," Warrick said.
"You two just behave yourselves when you do this," she heard them both say 'yes mom' as she left and smiled. Entering the layout room Grissom was in she flopped down in one of the chairs and watched as he wrote on one of the clear boards they had. Look at all the bugs he had taped underneath she smirked. "I guess dad has been busy also."
"What have you been up to?"
"Well I have been called mom four times already. Talked to Sara, warned Nick not to do something ... yet, and then gave some advice in Warrick and Greg's case. Each of them called me mom and Nick called me Mother."
"Busy lady aren't we," he smirked. "Does dad get anytime to spend with mom?"
"He is getting a long vacation to spend with mom. Though the youngest child is joining them on the trip."
"They could somehow lose her in the mist of the children they will be around."
"Yes that would be possible for them to do. But it might rather be a stupid thing for them to do."
"It's better for them to be ... hello Ecklie," she looked at the door were Conrad Ecklie now stood. He entered and shut the door.
"We must talk."
"I thought that was what we were doing," Catherine said receiving a cold glare.
"Being smart won't help anyone Willows."
"Neither does ..." She began but Grissom interrupted.
"What is it Conrad?"
"Straight to the point as always."
"Well that would help," Catherine muttered spinning around in the chair. Ecklie watched her carefully as Grissom just glared at him.
"I wish to inform you that if you show any ... personal affection towards each other while on the clock you will be reprimanded."
"Okie dokie," Catherine tried to hide her smirk. They both knew that she could easily clock out before he clocked in and then they could stand in one of their offices and kiss all they want. They also knew that at times they would have to touch.
"Willows when your shift is over I would like to see you in my office."
"Well technically this isn't my shift so I be a bit late for that order," she replied getting a look from Gil.
"Fine I would like to see you in my office in ten minutes," he snapped and exited the room. Upon doing so he had a small smirk.
"Catherine are you mental," Grissom nearly yelled.
"Maybe," she looked at him and cocked and eyebrow. "You want me to be?"
"Catherine we aren't at home anymore. You can't talk to Ecklie like that and most likely keep a job! For heavens sake he suspended Sara just for speaking to you rudely what do you think he will do for how you just behaved."
"Deal with it," she shrugged. "Hey I am going on vacation soon so it doesn't matter," looking at her watch she smiled. "We got eight minutes till I have to be in his office what shall we do to blow the time?" She smiled walking over to him.
"Cath ... go now," he laughed pointed out the door. "Check up on Sara and Nick then go see Ecklie."
"Meany," she skipped out of the room and down the hall towards the layout room Sara and Nick had been in, receiving worried and odd looks along the way. Jumping into the room she smiled at the two surprised and worried looks she got.
"Um ... Cath did you forget to take your pill this morning?" Nick asked.
"Nope," she smiled. "I was just going to see how your case is going then I have to see Ecklie in his office because he is rather stupid. I should have told Greg he could ..." she stopped sensing Ecklie walking down the hall. "Okay so how is your case going?"
"You are so going to get it," Nick said laughing. "And good really. All we are doing is going over the evidence before pinning the suspect with murder."
"Good good," she looked at her watch. "Gotta go." Again she began skipping out of the room and down the hall. When she was a couple feet away from Ecklie's office she stopped and calmly walked into his office. He wasn't in there so she looked at her watch to see she was three minutes early. Taking a seat in front of his desk she waited.
"You're early," He said surprised when he entered. He took a seat behind his desk with a smirk. "Good. I would like to inform you that while you are away on this ... vacation ... you must appoint a fill in supervisor for your shift."
"I knew that and I have done so. I did so upon arriving and I think that Sophia could easily fill my position. Grissom has already appointed the position to Warrick and you can't say he isn't allowed to go because Lindsey choose him to go not me and it has already been cleared with the sheriff and Cavello."
"The other reason I called you in here is for you behavior earlier. Now I do not accept disrespect from anyone within this lab. I don't even accept it when someone from one shift disrespects someone from another shift. As Sara did you. Care to explain your reasons for being smart with me earlier."
"I took my hyper pill," she tried shrugging. "Look Conrad I'm going to be straight forward with you," she leaned forward and lowered her voice. "I don't like you."
"And why is that," he narrowed his eyes at her and she shrugged.
"Maybe it has to do with the fact you split Gil's team when you knew perfectly well that we all work very well with each other. The reason you used was complete non-sense and you know it. You just simply wanted to get at Grissom because he is the one who got the lab to where it is today not you. Or maybe it has to do with the fact that ever since I started working here you have tried to find a way to get me or Grissom fired and if possible the both of us. Or maybe it is the reason that you seem to think I can't handle myself and butt in every time someone tries to even disrespect me. My own people may like me but they don't respect me yet because of that."
"Really. Give me an example of when I 'butted' in?"
"There is the whole Sara disrespecting me thing. Oh there is also the fact the when Sophia disrespected me, not in public, but behind closed doors in my own office you entered and yelled at her. I don't need you trying to act like you care about me because I damn well know you don't. You rather have me out of this lab then in it but you won't fire me without a good excuse. You also know that if you did I would go straight over your head, which by the way I have already talked to Cavello and the sheriff about your behavior. They seem to agree with me and I'm sure they will be speaking with you soon about it. Now if you don't mind I have to get back to a case." She stood and left. Shutting the door behind her she looked up to see five smirking faces looking at her and she smiled. "He had it coming."
"Damn I can't wait to see his face when they come by," Warrick said.
"Hey guys we have work to do. Oh and after shift I'm making breakfast at my house so bring a suit!" Catherine yelled after everyone and then followed Grissom so he could show her the timeline he has made.
A/N Okay what do yall think. I kind of just went with it here. Hope you like it and please review. Remember to say what countries you think they should visit when you review and I'll try and get the next chapter out soon!