Babump…babump…babump…
My heart raced. She said yes. She said yes.
All right, love boy, calm down. It's not different than taking out any other girl you've met. Be cool.
All right…be cool…oh, how can I be cool? This is Sara Sidle we're talking about!
As Greg battled with his insides, he paced the locker room floor.
Come on, Greggo. If you can talk to her all romantic-ish like before in the break room, you can do it now. This time you'll be in a restaurant. Or a bar…where are you taking her?
Crap! Where do I go? Classy? Fun? Average Joe? Gah!
Just then Catherine walked in to see Greg pacing back and forth. "You know, if you keep walking that fast, you could put a hole in the floor? I bet Ecklie would love to hear your excuse for that one, pal."
Greg stopped pacing. Could I tell her about me and Sara?
Of course, there really isn't that much to tell!
"Catherine, I need some advice."
"Go on" She started to take her coat out of her locker.
"I know you see me as a stud who knows exactly what to do…"
"Says you…"Catherine smirked and slipped her arm through her coat.
"Anyway, if you took Sara out to eat, where would you take her? Not that you would take her anywhere to eat. It's just a hypothetical question. I mean" Greg was cut short when Catherine's hand went up. "I get what you're saying. No need to ramble. You can always take her to that diner that we always go to down the street. Don't take her anywhere too fancy. Start off slow."
Greg looked relieved. "Thanks, Catherine." Catherine turned to leave but Greg yelled after her. "Hey"
Catherine turned around. "Yea?"
He was about to ask her what was up with her and Grissom. He had noticed him completely flirting with her yesterday. He was too scared to ask Grissom anything. He might infect him with mildew again. But he thought against and shook his head. I'll save that question for a different time. "Nothing. Never mind."
Catherine raised her eyebrow in confusion. "Okay" See you later, dater."
"There you are, Greg. Jeez, I was looking all over for you!"
"Sorry, I was just talking to Catherine."
Sara nodded and waited for him to say something. He just stood there smiling. She looked to the left and then to the right. "Hello, Greg! Wake up!"
"Oh!" Damnit, I'm already blowing it. "Right, um…let's go! I thought we could go to the diner down the street. What do you say?"
"Sounds good." Greg put out his arm, and Sara smiled at the invitation and linked her arms with his. They walked out the door of the Crime Lab to be meted with a giant gust of wind. They walked in silence for a while until Greg broke the silence and asked, "So tell me. Where did you live before Vegas? Or where you always a Vegas girl?"
Sara was about to answer when she was interrupted by her cell ringing. "Sidle"
Her face fell when she heard who was on the other line.
"Sara, I need you to come back to the lab. We need a couple of extra hands. Sorry about this" Grissom said.
"Sara nodded, even though she knew Grissom wouldn't see her. She sighed. "Yea, sure. I'm not that far from lab. I'll be there."
She hung up the phone. She and Greg could see the lab in the distance. Sure enough, Greg's cell rang a second after Sara hung hers up. Greg answered. It was Grissom. He needed Greg as well. "Well, looks like we better start heading back?"
"Yea. But we can enjoy the walk back."
"Is it possible not to enjoy your company?"
Sara smiled and looked down at her feet. Sara turned around and Greg let go of her arm only to let it slide to her hand. Hand in hand they walked back to the lab. "You're sweet"
"Did you just figure that out?"
"Of course not. Just stating a fact."
"Really?" Greg glanced at her. "You never said anything about me being sweet before."
"Well, better late than never, right? Besides, what does it matter?"
Greg shrugged. He let the question hang in the air. Once they arrived at the lab Greg slowly let go of her hand. He opened the door for her. "After you." Sara smiled and walked back into the lab. Well…even though we didn't get to eat…I guess tonight worked out okay. Things are starting to look up.