Disclaimer: not mine. None of the characters off CSI: Crime Scene Investigation are mine! They belong to Anthony E. Zuicker and the rest of the team at Alliance Atlantis and CBS, and I am merely borrowing them to have some fun for the purpose of this fic!

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Chapter 7

Catherine strode into the break room and plonked herself down at a table with Warrick and Nick.

"Okay, they've had their fun. It's time to find out what's really going on with those two," she announced.

The boys looked at her in surprise. Okay, it seemed Catherine had finally lost it. Not too surprising around here, really. It didn't make for the most stable work environment, what with a lot of the people you met being dead and all.

"Which two, and why are we finding out what's going on?" Nick questioned. Maybe she meant two suspects, but he couldn't think of a case they were working at the moment that had two suspects who really had much to do with each other. Or not a link that they had so far located, anyway.

"Greg and Sara, of course," Cath told him, giving him an incredulous look, "They've been at it for weeks now, and we haven't got one juicy piece of gossip, other than that they're dating. And I still say that the fact they admit to going out is highly suspicious. I've been running into them all over the place! Cafés, even the supermarket once. I swear, they're starting to follow me, or hang out at places that they know I'll run into them!"

Unbeknownst to them, that was exactly what the two of them had been doing, both successfully and not. They had both gotten quite fond of their little ruse and were finding it highly entertaining winding their work-mates up more and more. Every local hang-out for those that worked at the CSI lab, they had frequented over the past few weeks. And a few others that were less popular, but still good places to be seen. They had been having fun appearing behind their work-mates, together, every time that they could. Inconspicuously, of course.

Nick raised an eyebrow at her, "Cath, how is out business to invade on their privacy? They're going out, but not ready to tell anyone any details yet. They probably don't want it becoming more gossip around the lab. I mean, they've been the most talked about couple for months, since before they were going out. They know their relationship is pure gossip-fodder! Would you want intimate details of who you were dating going through the place?"

He laughed at the glare she was giving him. "Just kidding, let's go pry some facts outta them! You take Sara, 'Rick and I'll have a nice little interrogation of our boy Sanders."

Warrick shook his head at Nick as they strolled out the door in search of their favourite resident lab-rat, "Man, you've got to stop needling her like that. One of these days she's gonna take a swing at you!" They shared a grin, it wasn't easy to speak sense to Catherine if she happened to be off on one of her little crusades for information. And woe-betide anyone who tried to interfere! They knew when to take their orders.

They cornered Greg in his normal spot in the lab, and escorted him between them. To one of the interrogation rooms, since it was empty. And quite fitting, really. Plus, there weren't many other places around that they weren't likely to get accosted by someone, either wanting Greg to process evidence, or needing one of them for a case. And it was well out of sight of any meddlers out for information gathering. This was going to be an exclusive between them and Catherine. Everyone else could find their own source.

Greg stared at the guys in some puzzlement. Okay…he was being (almost) forcibly removed from his lab and taken to a questioning room. This did not bode too well, though he could quite easily guess what the line of interrogation would be. In fact, he had been wondering when the others were going to stage an information-gathering intervention. It had taken them longer than he had thought, actually. He and Sara had had their own little bet going on; his guess stood at 2 weeks, hers at 3. She had been short-changed by only a day. Tomorrow, their ruse would have been going for exactly 21 days. But he hadn't expected them to go this far!

He sighed as he was firmly pushed down onto a chair on one side of the table, Warrick straddling the one across from him and Nick patrolling the room. They had all seen and participated in enough interrogations to know how to effectively perform one. But he wasn't a suspect, so it was a little unfair of them to do this to him. It was unsettling, being on the receiving end of the questions.

"Look, guys," he started, before either Warrick or Nick could start, "Yes, Sara and I have been going out together, and there isn't much more I'm going to tell you than that. We're both happy with how things are and are having a great time together. Be happy for us." That was all entirely true. He and Sara had become to develop quite a close relationship, thanks to the fulfilment of one simple favour.

He doubted that they would ever have developed the friendship they were approaching, enjoying each others time as much, if Greg hadn't asked her to pretend to be his girl. Well, his parents were safely back home now, and they were still continuing it, for the gossip-benefit of their co-workers. And yes, they were having a good time of it. And though he still had feelings for Sara that went far deeper than simple friendship, he wasn't about to spoil what they were developing by telling her that. He was coming to value her much too much for that. Though it didn't seem that she shared the feelings, but he could live with that easily. He liked Sara, and as far as she wanted to take things between them was friendship. Not that she'd ever said as much. But she had never said more, either.

Nick and Warrick stared at him in disappointment. That had just been too easy, they had been looking forward to a challenge! And it had contained no juicy gossip at all!. They shared a glance, silently agreeing that they were not giving up at this point. There just had to be more to tell them! But it really didn't make any sense. Usually, any time Greg got a girl, the lab would be hearing details of it constantly, whether they wanted or not. And even if Sara had been enough to impress on him that he shouldn't gossip about their relationship, he should have given up a bit more here. She could scarcely blame him for them making him talk!

"That's all well and good Sanders, but we want details," Nick told him, his best impression of an interrogation cop coming into his tone.

Greg shook his head at them, "Okay. Now you two just sound corny," he told them, with a grin, "Let me guess, this was Catherine's idea?" Of course it was. The two guys were curious enough on their own, but they weren't likely to start an intervention on their own. They needed the 'encouragement' of Catherine to get them moving on something like this. Although he suspected that Cath had more been expecting them to have a little chat with him than to attempt a – very bad – interrogation.

Warrick and Nick shared a slightly sheepish glance, "Well, yeah. It was her idea, but we all wanna know what's going on," Warrick said, "You two have been at it for weeks, and we haven't heard a thing. You know we just wanna know that you're doing right by our girl!"

Greg laughed at that. They were trying to make sure he was being good to Sara? Did they really think for a moment that she would continue this – ruse though it was – if he was doing anything she wasn't happy with? Hell, shouldn't they be more worried for him? This was pretty much all Sara's idea; he was just along for the ride.

"Oh come on…this is Sara you're talking about!" he told them, "You know she wouldn't be doing anything that she didn't want to be doing! We're both perfectly content with how things are. She's great. I really like her. Happy now? 'Cos that's all you're getting."

With that, he stood and walked out of the room, heading back to his lab to leave the two to gather what they would from what h had told them.

The two in question stared after him. "Catherine's right," Nick said thoughtfully, "There is definitely something fishy going on there."

Meanwhile, Catherine had managed to corner Sara in the women's locker room. She walked up behind her, tapped her on the shoulder. Sara jumped half out of her skin and spun around with a little gasp. Her face relaxed when she saw who it was.

"Geeze, Catherine! You scared me!" she laughed. "What's up?"

Catherine smiled at her, and gestured to the bench in the middle of the room, "Sit," she ordered, "And we're going to have a little chat about you and Greg."

Sara laughed. She had suspected someone was going to start asking questions soon. Everyone had more or less left her and Greg alone in the past couple weeks, though she had been all too aware of them being watched from afar. Which was why it had been so much fun to walk up behind people when it was obvious who the topic of conversation was.

"Took you long enough to start asking questions," she told her colleague, "Greg and I had been wondering how much longer it was going to take you guys. I won, by the way! I guess you've got the guys working on Greg?"

Catherine nodded, a trifle sheepishly at how well they knew her. "Yeah, but divide and conquer, you know?"

Sara smiled, "Well, there's no need for the Spanish Inquisition. Greggo and I are really happy together, and we get on great. We decided that there was no use denying the rumours, since they were just gonna happen anyway, so we just embraced it, and made them something we could laugh about," - she was surprised at how thickly she was piling it on here, using only the truth, well, almost- "He's so sweet to me, you know? He took me for dinner with his parents and everything. I don't think I've had this much fun with a guy for ages. And he really can be so cute when he feels like it."

Catherine had to work not to raise her eyebrows. She had never expected to hear anything so sickly-sweet coming out of Sara's mouth. In fact, she hadn't really expected to find out anything at all. All the lovey-doveyness was even making her feel a little uncomfortable. She stood up swiftly and retreated towards the door, "Well, as long as you two are happy… that's all I really wanted to know! Good luck with it…"

Sara bit the grin back until Catherine was around the corner. Good god, she had lapped that up! Sara had to wonder if Greg had had half as much success with the guys, and decided that as she had some evidence to deliver, she may as well go check with him.

Catherine stared, more than a trifle suspiciously as Sara walked – in a manner that could almost be called jaunty – towards the lab. Once the saccharine effect had worn off, she had realised how out of character Sara was acting. She was never this open about anything, let alone guys. She needed to confer with the guys, find out what they had discovered.

She didn't know what Greg and Sara were up to, but there was something, she could just feel it.

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