Chapter 2: fieldwork, Vegas is famous for it.

"Kolins, Grissom wants the team to report to the briefing room now." Click. Catherine sounded urgent. Jessie ran for her life to get to the room. When she got there the only available seat was next to Greg. Damn it, I didn't get here fast enough. She thought as she sat down. Grissom addressed everyone. She took notes on what he wanted her to do.

"Kolins as soon as you get ANYTHING call me. If you can't get through, then come directly to me." Gill ordered. As everyone left the room to go get their kits, she went to the lab to go clean and ready herself for her shift. As she tidied up, Jessie noticed that Greg had left his kit by her chair. Jessie shrugged it off and kept working.

Greg and Grissom headed out to the black Tahoe that Gill drove. Gill looked over and noticed Greg was empty handed. "Greg, are you forgetting something?" Gil cocked his head in question.

"Huh? Oh yeah, it's in the lab. I'll be right back." Greg said to the wind as he ran into the building to the lab to get the kit. Panting and winded, Greg walked in to the lab and saw his kit, next the freshly shaven, soft legs of the intern. Wow, she has very muscular legs. And she's in a mini skirt. As Greg bent over to grab his kit, the switch in his brain went from seasoned CSI to horny teenager. He ran his strong hands over her thigh and down her calf. I guess she uses Skintamite.

"Greg…" she stops and stares at him. She smiled as she looked into Greg's eyes.

The two flustered CSIs looked at each other in complete silence until Grissom came and grabbed Greg by the ear. Jessie just had to laugh at a grown man being pulled away by his ear.

Grissom pulled Greg over to the Tahoe. "What the hell are you thinking? Every second you waste giving in to your teenage hormones, a murderer or rapist is running free!" Gill yelled.

"Grissom, please, I don't always give in. I didn't do anything when she sat next to me earlier. I can't help it. I understand that makes me a bad CSI, but its instinct, there is some thing about that makes me shut down. I can't explain it. Besides I wanted to know what she used to shave with." Greg smirked with a stern look.

Grissom looked at him sternly and just shook his head. Greg was speechless. Both of them drove off silently. Why can't I get her out of my head? It's like I like her but more so, Nah. Greg wondered. They met Stokes and Brown at the scene. The boys worked lifting prints, finding hairs, taking blood samples while Grissom did witness interviews. When they got what they could Greg grabbed every piece of evidence that had to go to the lab. Nick Grissom and Warrick were going to go for food after they got back to the lab.

"Hey Griss?

"Yes?"

"Could I take this all back to the lab?"

"Yes you may Greg."

"Yay! I mean, thank you sir." Greg pranced into building.

Jessie was sitting there waiting for something. As Greg walked in she perked up.

"So you brought me a gift?" she asked him like a little kid asks their mother for something.

"Yes I did, DNA swabs and blood samples for you. Can you rush those? Hairs and fibers, Oh and some prints for Mia to run through CODIS. "He laughed.

"Oh wont Mia be happy to get to work!" she sarcasmed to him, "and I will try my best to get them done as fast as I can." Jessie grabbed the swabs from Greg's hand. Wow, he's really shaking badly. I wonder if he's had his coffee today. She looked into his eyes again, then down to his arms. Oh my goodness…

Nick walked in to the lab. "Greggo? Grissom is looking for you." The pair pulled away from each other.

"Did Grissom tell you what he wanted?" Greg asked the odd looking Texan as they walked out of the lab.

"Are you kidding? I want to know how far you two went." Nick said.

"Dude, I was nine sheets to the wind. All I remember is going to sleep drunk, waking up with a hangover, Jessie was in my bed and we were well…." Greg sneered at the Texan. Nick just stared at Greg as he walked away.

Jessie bounced into Grissom's office with the DNA analysis. "Well the two bodies were victim and suspect. Killed the girl then killed himself." Grissom looked happy to know that a killer was off the streets and soon to be six feet under. After Jessie put her lab coat in her locker she went outside. She passed Greg in the parking lot.

"Hey Jessie? Can I walk you to your car?" he asked her sheepishly. Come on Sanders… work you magic.

"Sure, it's really not a good idea for a girl to walk in the dark. Being kidnapped raped and murdered are not on my list of things to do." She flustered for words.

"Yeah Vegas is famous for that." Greg replied, "Well here's your car."

"Good night Greg." She giggled. She kissed his cheek before she got into her car and drove off. He stood there for a few minuets.

"Good lord, I need to get home." He shook his head and rubbed his cheek and left.

The next day Jessie showed up an extra half an hour early. She cleaned up her work station from yesterday, and made a pot of Greg's Blue Hawaiian coffee for the night shift to share. Gill saw how well she was working and quietly snuck up on her.

"GAAAH! Goodness gracious Mr.Grissom, are you trying to give me a heart attack?" she gasped.

"No I am not trying to hurt you. But good job making this place look spic and span" Gill patted her on the back. She just looked at him. He gave her instructions. "As soon as you get these process them. Bring the findings right to me."

"Yes sir" she smiled

As everyone joined for assignments, Jessie was eating food in the break room. She finished just as everyone came out of office. She headed for the lab, not paying much attention; she sat down on her chair, as well as a lap. "Oh, hey Greg" she giggled. This is fun, and relaxing. Some how him being here makes me happy.

"Hi this is kinda awkward isn't it?" he said to her. She just stared blankly at him as she went to get some water.

Greg, Grissom, and Catherine worked the scene. Catherine got the DNA and prints from the suspect, grabbed the weapon, and took samples from the victim. Greg ran them to the lab. Jessie analyzed them and went back with Greg to the scene. "So the prints we had matched. The blood on the knife is the Vic's." she smiled.

"Whoot! Shall we go grab some food?" Greg asked. With a unanimous yes they went to a quiet diner for dinner. Jessie took her food to go so she could get back to the lab. When she got back she split her food with Sara as they talked.