Note buckaroo is a game, you have to pile things on a plastic donkey before it kicks and they fall off. (my sister has it!)

The next day Nick and Greg were sat in the break room arguing over Greg's coffee when Catherine walked in.

"Hey what you guy's doing for Christmas?" asked Catherine

"Not going home" replied Nick

"Nothing" said Greg snatching the coffee pot off Nick

"How about you come and stay at mine tomorrow, Sara's coming as well"

"Sure" replied Greg straight away while Nick looked more dubious

"Yes" he replied after realising he had nothing better.

"Warrick you up for staying over at mine tomorrow night?" asked Catherine as he walked in the door with Sara.

"Erm?" he asked looking at Sara.

"Were gong to spend Christmas at Cath's" said Sara

"Sure but staying over makes it sound like a bunch of teenage girls"

"Well Greg is coming," replied Cath smiling "now all we have to do is convince Grissom"

"I still can't believe Ecklie's letting us all have the time off, I think he was visited by the ghost of Christmas past," laughed Sara as Grissom walked in.

"I think that ghost is called the sheriff complaining about overtime," said Grissom putting down a load of paper work.

"So Grissom, visited by any ghosts? Fancy spending Christmas at mine with this bunch of misfits" asked Catherine followed by a chorus of 'hey's' and 'misfits'.

"No thank you" replied Grissom carrying on with what he was doing.

"Oh come on Gil what else are you going to do?"

This clearly stumped Grissom as he hurriedly began handing out paperwork that needed to be completed.

"Gil an answer"

"He's going to sit at home along probably reading about bugs," said Sara as Grissom raised an eyebrow at her.

"Come on Lindsey thinks uncle Gils coming," said Cath

"Oh emotional blackmail nice" laughed Nick "come on, call it team bonding" said Nick as Grissom felt all eyes in the room focus on him.

"Fine"

"YES" shouted Sara a bit to excitedly. "Well if I have to so does everyone else" she attempted to cover badly so just blushed red instead.

"I guess I have to get presents," mumbled Grissom going through his own paper work.

"You wasn't getting me one before" said Sara mock hurt "and I after last year I brought you a ant farm" she laughed.

"What have I just got myself into" sighed Grissom sitting down.

"So is Linds excited?" asked Nick as he began filling in forms.

"Yes I'm hoping having you lot there will take the heat of me"

"I could cook," suggested Greg as everyone stared at him "I'm good," he added.

"Sara can help"

"What Sara can only cook things that microwave!" replied Sara "Fine I'll help" she gave in after Greg gave her the puppy dog eyes.

"You two want to cook that's fine with me" laughed Catherine as Greg began discussing how to make stuffing with a very bored looking Sara.

"Of course you do realise that you will all be made to play with what Lindsey gets for Christmas," laughed Cath

"What you got her?" asked Warrick

"Twister"

"Oh your kidding" said Nick "you better have some sort of alcohol"

"Tell me I don't' have to dress up as Santa" said Grissom

"Well now that's a idea," laughed Catherine at the thought of him in a costume.

"I'd sit on your knee" said Sara regretting opening her mouth "I'm just going to take these somewhere" she said bolting from the room as Catherine was left to laugh at Grissom who didn't quite get why Sara was running away.

December 4th 13:05

To say Lindsey was excited about everyone coming to stay was a understatement, Catherine had told her they would come about half past one and Lindsey had been sat by the window since ten o'clock encase anyone came early.

"MUM" a sudden sequel, alerted Cath to the fact someone had decided to come early.

"Mum Sara's here and she's got a big bag!" cried Lindsey nearly knocking Cath out the way to get to the door.

"Hi, what's in there?" asked Lindsey all in one breath before Sara had even got through the doorway.

"Hey" she smiled at Lindsey "a bit hyper" she added looking at Catherine who simply held up her glass of wine and nodded.

"My clothes" replied Sara carrying her sports bag.

"Not that" cried Lindsey trying to peer in the carrier bag making out wrapping paper inside.

"You'll have to wait and see" said Sara handing the bag to Catherine who excused herself to go hide it before Lindsey could get her hands on it.

"Linds show Sara to your room, she can have which sleeping bag she wants" said Catherine

Lindsey grabbed Sara's hand and dragged her down the corridor into a lilac room adorned with fairies.

"Do you like it?" asked Lindsey showing Sara two sleeping bags that were stretched out on the floor.

"It's very pretty" smiled Sara putting her bag down.

Just then the doorbell went again.

"I'll get it," cried Lindsey running out.

"Bet you wished you'd stayed at home and watched movie re-runs," laughed Catherine as Sara followed her out into the corridor to find Lindsey leading Greg inside.

"She erm said I could come in," he said looking at Catherine

"Nice hat" smirked Sara at Greg's Santa hat he was wearing.

"Just getting in the mood," he replied with a grin. "Apparently I'm sharing rooms with a nine year old and a insomniac, isn't there some sort of law against that" said Greg hopefully as Lindsey dragged him to her room.

"No. I though you'd want to stay up and listen for Santa" smirked Catherine as he came back out.

"So lead me to your kitchen" laughed Greg as Lindsey ran back into the living room and started going through a box on the floor.

"Through here chef" mocked Catherine taking him in "everything's in cupboards fridge, I think you get the drill. What Linds?" cried Catherine as Lindsey ran up and jumped on a stall.

"Look I made it," she cried holding out an angel

"That's good" smiled Sara looking at it.

"Mum can I put the light son"

"Linds it's still light you won't see them," replied Catherine

"Please" pleaded Lindsey

"Fine" within seconds a coloured glow was coming from the tree in the living room.

"I'll leave you two to it then" laughed Catherine as Lindsey shouted through.

"What no chef's hat" laughed Sara as Greg began going through the cupboards.

"Can I help?" asked Lindsey coming in.

"Sure you can't be worse than Sara," replied Greg

"Hey" shouted Sara whipping Greg with a tea towel from the side. Making Lindsey laugh.

TBC …..

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