A/N: Hey! Okay I wasn't planning this... it's gonna be a one time thing. Course that's what I thought for its prequel. Oh well, to some of you: you got what you wanted! Now I'm warning you: Sara is OOC but I don't give a crap!
Oh my God! I can't believe he did that! Sara Sidle was high on love. She felt way too giddy as she entered the Las Vegas Crime Lab. It was the day after Christmas, the day for re-gifting. Oh she had something she wanted to give back!
"Hey Sar!" Nick called to her, passing in the hall. "Merry late St. Nick's Day!" he teased, laughing. She waved him off, laughing too.
"Girl you look way too happy to be Sara Sidle," Warrick grinned at her, sitting across from her in the break room. She was getting her usual coffee, Styrofoam cup and all. She looked questioningly at him, and he continued, "What's got you smiling like you were just kissed by your dream-man?" Oh you have no idea! Sara thought.
"Oh," she answered. "I didn't notice... must be too much eggnog." She tried to hurry out of the room, but he caught her first.
He laughed, "You are not gonna trick me with that! C'mon, what's up with you?" She rolled her eyes at him.
"I'm just in the mood to re-gift something..." she smiled.
"Uh, Sar," Warrick said, trying to suppress a grin. "That's not a good thing." He pointed out.
"Oh, believe me, this person's going to be happy that I am," she said, and ran out before he could process the thought.
Throughout shift, Sara was totally concentrated, trying her best to ignore the nagging thought of what she was going to do after shift. Luckily, being the workaholic that she was, she succeeded pretty well. But as soon as she made her way to the locker room to change, it came rushing back.
"Hey!" she said, when she saw that Greg was in the locker room too. They were alone.
"Hi Sar," he said, eyes lighting up. Crap, he thought to himself. She didn't hit me at the party... oh shit. Yep, she's gonna pummel me. He wanted to punch himself. Why couldn't he have just kept his feelings to himself!
"So," Sara said, walking slowly towards him. "How was your Christmas?"
He sighed; relieved the pain hadn't come... yet. "It was okay. Kinda lonely. How 'bout you?" he looked at her wearily.
"Oh," she said, not thinking. The only thing in her mind was what she was planning to do. She answered distractedly, "Fine. Same, sorta boring cause I don't even have a dog... listen, I..." Shit! Both of them thought to themselves. Sara thought it because she couldn't believe she was doing this. Greg because he was getting ready for the blow. "I wanted to tell you something..." She leaned in, and before she could stop herself, kissed him. The feeling was overwhelming!
"Wow," Greg muttered. He looked at her, wondering how that had just happened. It was one thing to kiss Sara Sidle. But for her to return the gesture, that was just plain unheard of! She smiled at him, and he deepened the kiss.
After they broke, he grinned and said, "Thanks for returning the gift."
A/N: Wow! I didn't expect to write this... but I got the urge to so there! Merry St. NICK's day! sigh I 3 Greggo! Don't ya'll?