Gil Grissom sat in his office searching for his stamps. He could never remember where he put those darn things. Where are they! At that moment, Catherine walked in. "In your right drawer, Gil." She took a seat in the chair sitting across from him. Grissom opened the drawer and there were the stamps waiting to be licked and sent wherever needed. He sighed, "Thanks Catherine. Where would I be without you…"

Catherine smiled, "Who knows…Who knows."

Grissom said looking up from the envelopes, "Was there something that you needed?"

"Nah, I just needed a place to relax. For some reason, the break room isn't really cutting it."

"Well, you're welcome to stay here. But I'm sorry the place isn't as neat as I would like it. I've been swamped with paperwork."

"No, it's fine. You know, that's what I like about you, Gil."

Grissom raised an eyebrow, "That my office looks like a tornado hit it?"

"No! That you're always willing to say that you're sorry." Catherine leaned back in her chair and said conversationally, "it's a very attractive trait."

Grissom felt the smallest smile creep across his face. His face felt warm. Catherine up from her nails and said, "Are you blushing?"

Grissom turned his face away. "No" He coughed and sat up straight. Catherine smiled widely. "Sure, Gil". Catherine went back to relaxing, but little did she know, Grissom had butterflies in his stomach that very moment. But he wasn't uncomfortable like he was with Sara. He was very at ease. He smiled a little and went back to stamping and addressing his envelopes.

Greg paced the break room. How can I tell her? How can I tell her? A letter? No…too impersonal and overdone. Hm…I could sing! No…I can't sing to save my life…hm…what's something she likes…Greg stopped pacing and scratched his chin. I have no idea! Suddenly Greg got the perfect idea.

Sara sat at the computer desk. She was supposed to be filing and managing old cases, but she couldn't get her mind off of Greg. I wonder what he's doing now. Is he thinking of me? I wonder when his birthday is…She soon started to fantasize about romantic moments that she might have with him. Whoa, there, Sara. You're not even going out with him.

Why not?

Well…he's GREG. He's your FRIEND. And that's it.

Is that really true?

For a moment she sat there and sighed. She never knew what she wanted. She thought she wanted Grissom, but it was just a crush. She thought she wanted Hank. He ended up being a bastard…Now Greg.

Is there really anything that is stopping you, Sara?

Besides my fear of having my heart broken? No.

:Fast forward three days:

Grissom and Catherine were at the Bellagio Casino for a murder. They had already processed the area, and they sent their evidence back to the lab. They decided to take a breather and walk around and look for a hot dog stand.

They passed a club and heard:

They say I'm really sexy

The boys, they wanna sex me

Always standing next to me

Always dancing next to me

Trying to feel my hump hump

Looking at my lump lump…

Catherine grinned. "I love this song." She turned to Grissom. "Do you know how to Salsa dance?"

"Catherine, what kind of question is that?"

"Well, do you?"

"This is Las Vegas, who doesn't know how to Salsa…or any other type of dance"

"Great! Let's dance!"

"What!" Grissom stepped back a little.

Catherine put her hands on her hips. "Come on! Right her, before the song is over!"

Grissom just had to give in and put his hands around her waist and they began to dance the salsa to My Humps.

Greg walked into the Crime Lab with a bouquet of lilies. He looked left and right. He had to make sure that Hodges wasn't anywhere around. The coast was clear. He walked past the Trace lab hoping not to draw any attention to himself. But it was to no avail.

"Who are those flowers for, Greg?"

Greg stopped in defeat. He turned around. "Not for you."

"Oh I know, they're not for me, but for some other guy?"

"Hodges, for the last time…"

"I know, I know" Hodges put his hands in front of him. "Not gay." He coughed, "Denial" but then he saw Mia walk past and he winked. She rolled her eyes and smiled. "She loves me…" But Hodges wasn't talking to Greg, but to a wall. He had managed to slip away while Hodges was flirting.

Sara walked into the break room to get some coffee before break was over, when she saw Greg with a giant bouquet of lilies in his hand. He gave her the flowers, while whispering in her ear, "These flowers are beautiful, but they will never be as beautiful as you. Happy Wednesday." He smiled and walked out of the break room and left her to be shocked.

A/N: ha ha! How'd you like that chappie? What will happen with Grissom and Catherine's Salsa dancing? Will Sara finally realize her love for Greg? Tune in next time for As the world turns! Woops! I meant If only!