A/N: My life is getting in some somblancecontrol again, so I'm beginning to get energy again, to start to write more regulary. And that feels so good.

POV: Sara.

Disclaimers: I still don't oweany known CSI character. I do owe Gareth though.

Chp. 17.

When we arrive home, as in Gil's house, I corral both of my guys for a little "family" meeting. So after preparing breakfast, we sit down at the breakfast bar.

"I've been thinking about something, spouted after your comment about something you said Gar," I look at him. "You know the thing about getting out of my hair for the night." He nods. "I also know that was your subtle way of giving Gil and I some time alone, now that Jacqui were in the room, so she wouldn't get a notion of Gil and me being together."

"That was what I tried to do." Gar grins as he nods.

"So here's what I was cooking up." I start. "I was thinking that since I spend all of my time here, leaving my place empty, you could use my place as your "home base" while your here."

"Good idea." Gil pipes up as Gar ponders that suggestion.

"It sounds fine to me." Gar says in the length. "About home bases and such... I've been thinking about making Las Vegas my home base while I'm not on assignments, since I have you here, sis. That way we'll be able to see each other, much more, the times I'm off duty." He surprised me. "I have cleared it with my boss, so I can just go ahead and find a small place, where I can have my stuff and such."

"That is so great." I excitedly exclaim and swoop in to hug him, to that laughs and hugs me back.

"I have another thing to say." He starts after that exchange of hugs. "My team is done with the job in Alaska, and has a week off, so they're coming here, just for a few days until returning to their families to visit them. They want to meet you sis."

"Excellent." I say taking a sip of my coffee. "There's another thing I've been pondering, ever since you and Jacqui mentioned your night out on town."

"What's that?" Gil asks me and Gar looks at me in question.

"I gather that you and she have become very good friends?" I ask Gar. To which he nods and I continues. "Okay then she needs to know..." I trail off as I glance at Gil, knowing that he'll be able to understand my line of thinking, just by the look in my eyes. He slowly nods his head in understanding. "She'll never tell Ecklie about us, since she hates him just as much as we do, us on the graveyard, and swing shift. Not to mention everybody else."

"She needs to know about you two?" Gar asks me just to be sure and I nod. "But how are we going to do this?" He then asks. "I mean telling Jacqui."

"How about calling her, and have her picking you up here?" Gil suggests and I look at him in surprise over his suggestion. He has never allowed any other than our friends over, since he's still adjusting to our new situation somehow. But I gather that he is ready to expand the band of friends by one. That one named Jacqui.

"That sounds like a good idea." I agree smiling as I finish my breakfast. "I trust that you have her phone number?" That question aimed at my brother.

"I do." He says as we all starts to clean up after our breakfast. "She told me to call her around 5:00 pm, so we could get more planning underway, and so she would know where to pick me up. She knows where you live of course, Sara, but I told her that I was staying somewhere else, since your place is no where near large enough for the both of us. So I'll just give her this address, when I call her later this day."

I can't wait to see the look on Jacqui's face, when she realizes where she has come to pick up Gar. She'll die of shock, on the spot, and she'll be one nervous wreck stepping inside the home of her supervisors. A very scary supervisor, when he wants to be really scary, but that is not very often. I'm so sure about that and the image in my head of that, cause me to burst out laughing. Both my guys look at me as I'm laughing, tears trailing down my cheeks. I manage to tell them about that picture and thought, all through my laughing fit and soon I have company in my hysterics. Once we have sobered up, dried our laughing tears, Gar proceeds to ruffle my hair in brotherly affection, and causes Gil to look very lovingly at me. The cleaning after our breakfast had been momentarily forgotten in our laughing fit, so we resume that task.

When we're finished, Gar says that he'll head to bed, since he's tired. He gives me a goodnight hug, and then he's off. I'm not that tired yet, nor is Gil, so we drop down on the couch, snuggling together as we hear Gar walking from his room to his bathroom, preparing for bed. Gil grabs the remote control, turns on the TV, and tunes it into the Discovery channel. After lowering the sound, so not to disturb Gar, we settle down for some relaxing. I grow tired of watching the program Gil's got engrossed in, so I reach for the news paper, brought in as we came home, to read that while Gil continues to watch the program.

There's a huge article about a solved high profile murder case, of which the swing shift is solely responsible for solving. I nudge Gil in the side, and when he looks over I shows him it, and together we share a proud glance.

"They did well." Gil praises our friends on the swing shift.

"They did very well." I have to agree. And I can't help what next escapes my mouth. "Only more ammunition we can taunt Ecklie with, whenever he gets snarky with us on the graveyard, or on the swing shift."

"Sara!" Gil fakes his surprise of my words I can tell. I look into his eyes and see a twinkle in them, and I see he is fighting to keep laughter a bay.

"What?" I tease him, showing him that I know he is faking his surprise over my taunting Ecklie. "Don't tell me that you weren't thinking exact the same thing that as I was thinking?"

"You are right." He answers me. "I was thinking exact what you were thinking. You were just the one uttering the words, that's all." He finishes and leans towards me and plants a long, affectionately kiss on my lips. When we parts he signs "I love you, my beautiful butterfly."

"I love you too." I sign back touching my left cheek. Then I reach over and touch his too, just to make my words absolutely clear to him.

After one more kiss, this one more passionately, we are both tired enough to head for bed. And so we do.

You bet the next chapter will be great, with Jacqui getting let into the secret.

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