A/N: I'm going to try and put out shorter chapters and post more frequently. The dress I described does actually exist but I may not do it justice. It was so cool, very appropriate. We'll learn more about Dana in the next chapter. Please be kind and review. Happy Holidays.

My Best Enemy

Chapter Three

Friday night…

Sara entered the crime lab nervously. Catherine had picked out a wonderful dress, they decided against a formal gown. The image alone was just too unrealistic for Sara. Catherine also gave Sara plenty of tips on makeup, accessories and hair. In the end, Sara thought she did well in preparation, considering that she only worn a gown of the sort -well, that would be never. Sara had totally skipped her prom and anything that required a dress and high heels.

Dana seemed pleased with the outcome. To Sara's astonishment, Dana arrived to pick her up in a black tuxedo. It was definitely going to be an interesting night. Thank God, Dana at least curled her hair. Sara would have thought twice about leaving the apartment if she had showed up with her hair slick back or in a crew cut. Then again, who was she kidding? Sara had spent hours getting ready and was dying to see Grissom's reaction to her outfit. Dana could have appeared in a toga for all she cared. Sara was going to CSI, to see Grissom and collect her money from Greg.

At eight o'clock, Grissom, Catherine, Warrick, Nick, and Greg were waiting in the break room when Sara walked in. To say that the group was shocked would have been an understatement.

"Damn, Girl! You look fine as hell!" Warrick was the first to recover.

"Dang! Sara, you look great." Nick's accent was heavy with pride.

"Whoa!" Greg managed, looking as if he may pass out. He then gulped nervously when he realized Sara caught him staring at her breasts. "I guess I owe you fifty bucks."

"Yes, you do" Sara agreed. "And Warrick too."

"Nice job, Sara. You clean up well." Catherine remarked with a hidden smirk. She knew that only Sara could pull off the ensemble they put together.

"Thanks, I think." Sara murmured with a frown.

Eyes began to drift towards Grissom, including Sara's. Everyone had commented on Sara's appearance, except Grissom. He couldn't help it. He was still trying to pick his mouth off of the floor -no less form a coherent sentence. "You're stunning." Was what he came up with.

"Thank you." Sara whispered, then ducked her head to try and hide her satisfied smile.

"No. Thank you." Grissom said in a low voice, but Sara had heard him. They all heard him.

She was stunning.

Her hair was piled high on her head with curly strands cascading down to frame her face. Sara's makeup was tastefully done and complimented her complexion. The black dress she wore, seemed to be some sort of crushed velvet material, Grissom guessed, with a low bust line. The bodice fit snug, lifted her breasts, accentuated her small frame, and then fell at different lengths to her ankles.

Grissom sucked in a breathe when Sara turned. The back of the dress plummeted to her waist, leaving her back exposed but scarcely covered with some thin spider web typed designed strings. Sara smiled coyly and brought a leg forward, causing the soft material to part up to mid thigh and reveal a bare and very long leg.

Something caught his attention as he glanced appreciatively down to her black stilettos. Leaning forward, Grissom recognized a Black Widow, Henna tattooed just above Sara's ankle. Catherine smiled openly. She knew that the dress's unique design would capture Grissom's attention but the spider tattoo had been Sara's last minute idea. Catherine did not need to hear the words from Sara during their shopping excursion, they both knew that this was all about Grissom.

Obviously, it was a winner. Grissom was utterly fascinated and completely turned on by Sara's homage to his life's work.

Standing still under his heated gaze, Sara decided to take a chance. She took several steps forward, bringing her within arms distance with Grissom.

"Anymore surprises?" Grissom asked, intrigued.

"Maybe you'd like a private viewing?"

Grissom cocked his head to one side. "Maybe I would."

Caught in their on world, neither noticed Catherine motion for the boys to follow her to the far end of the of the room under the guise of refilling their coffee mugs. They would get out of the way, but no one wanted to miss the action.

"Sara…I- I've always found you beautiful, but like this? You are absolutely spectacular. I -I'm speechless."

"On the contrary. I think you're doing fine."

Grissom closed the remaining distance between them. "Sara, would you like to -"

"Sidle! There you are." Dana intruded on their moment, waltzing into the break room and causing the two to automatically step apart. "You about ready?" She continued, eyeing Grissom and Sara suspiciously.

"Yep. I am." Sara gave a shy wave to everyone and then quickly exited the room.