A/N: hey sorry for the latest chapter being so late, but to tell you the truth, I had writers block! Gah! yea, well enjoy the next chapter!
Wendy sat in the DNA lab looking over some epithelial that Greg had asked her to match. She sat intently looking through the microscope. The door opened and she said, "Just a minute Mr. Grissom, I'll have your info in a sec…"
Greg said in response, "Do I really look like Grissom? Hm…"
Wendy shot up like a bullet. "Oh! Greg…hi…um…I-I have your info right here." She handed him a sheet of paper. She looked down, feeling her face get hotter. She twisted her fingers behind her back. Greg looked up from the sheet of paper. He noticed that she was acting a little strange. "You okay?"
"Yea!" she replied a little too loudly. "Yes. Um…I'm fine." She smiled. He nodded his head slowly and said, "right, er…thanks." He turned around and left the lab. When he was out of sight, Wendy sat back in her chair and said to herself, "He so cute…"
"I didn't know you liked his type." Grissom appeared behind Wendy.
"Oh! Sir! Um…I…uh….here's the info you wanted!" She start to blush and Grissom smirked and said, "thanks." He walked out of the lab.
Sara sat in the break room looking over evidence while drinking a hot cup of coffee. She turned as she heard the door open. It was Greg. She smiled. "Oh hey, Greg." She turned back around in her seat. "Did you get the info from Wendy?"
"I sure did, and I am glad to be out of there."
"Why"
"You may not have noticed it, but Wendy seems to have a gigantic crush on me."
Sara laughed. But she was actually quite jealous. She knew that Wendy had a crush on him. Which is why she always tried to avoid her. "That's cute. But maybe you're giving her the idea that you like her in return."
"No no no no no. She just not my type."
"And what is your type?"
Greg looked down and smiled. "I might tell you one day…"
Sara smiled. Am I his type? Of course. He's flirted me for the longest. But…it could just be meaningless flirting…
But Sara…said the voice in her head. You two held hands!
I know…But…could he just be using me?
Would Greg EVER do that to you?
No…
Trust him.
"Sara! Earth to Sara!" Greg waved a hand in front of her face."
"oh…sorry Greg. Just spacing out, there…"
Greg went back to work. He tried to concentrate, but he needed to look at her. He sighed inwardly. If only there was a way I could tell her how beautiful she is…
A/N: I know this chapter is sort of drably, but I wanted to put a new character in there and have more of Grissom mysteriously popping up! I'll make more of a plot next chapter.