"I guess we shouldn't be surprised" Catherine sipped her drink and moved closer to Rick who was looking around the crowded floor. "Huh?" he was distracted by the sudden return of Tina "Where the hell have you been?" she shot him a look of daggers as she suddenly noticed Catherine standing beside him "Oh, I should have figured." she placed a long nailed hand on Rick's arm "I've been looking to dance all evening and apparently MY husband is too busy?" she tried to tug him along with her toward the dance floor but stopped when she made very little progress "I'm talking Tina" his attitude was very dismissive and Catherine thought better than to allow herself to be dragged into a spat with the new Mrs. Brown "We can finish our conversation later Ric" she tipped her drink "Why not enjoy the evening with your wife" she swallowed hard a the words "I just saw Grissom and I need to catch up with him on something" she didn't even bother to say goodbye to Tina who stood with her hand on her hip waiting for Warrick to make a decision. "Fine" he just about jammed his glass on the table beside him "You wanna dance, we dance" he grabbed her arm, a little to roughly and pulled her onto the floor where he quickly spun her around nearly slamming her against himself "So dance Mrs. Brown" he dragged out her name but refused to make eye contact with her. He was steamed at her callous treatment of Catherine and more and more began to realize that he had made a mistake marrying her in the first place. "I want to dance Rick" she looked at him, stunned by the way he was man handling her "I don't want to be treated like your whore!" she tried to pull away but his arm stopped her from doing so. "I'm hoping that comment isn't what I think it is!" his eyes bore a hole through her now and she quickly decided to back off "I just don't like not getting to spend any time with my husband" she slowly ran a hand up the lapel of his tux "that's all I'm saying Honey" she tried her most soothing voice. "Tonight was about sending out the old, ya know what I'm talk'n about baby" she felt him relax as he moved around the dance floor.

Catherine finally caught up with Grissom who was still watching the Stokes and Sidle dance show. "Well at least someone's enjoying themselves" she drew in a deep breath and slowly exhaled "How about you?" Gil looked at her with something akin to surprise and jealousy "He shouldn't be acting like that" he pushed his hands into his pants pocket "It's not professional" Catherine chuckled and lifted an eyebrow in mock surprise "It's New Years Eve for God sake Gil, he's not doing a solo act out there either" she put her arm thru his linking elbows "Sara doesn't know what she wants, Nick knows that" his voice took on a cold tone and Catherine pulled him around to face her "Gil, you had your chance, for years she followed you around like a puppy, waiting for the great Gil Grissom to show even an iota of emotion or desire" she felt him start to turn but she wasn't allowing it. "You didn't, she's moved on and now you don't like it!" she summed it up in one sentence which irritated Grissom that she knew him too well. "Why Nicky?" he honestly didn't get it. "Look at them Gil, he's been through so much, she's been through a lot in her past, they're finally happy" she smiled "It was inevitable if you ask me" she slid her hand down his arm and touched his hand just inside his pocket "Come on, let's dance" his draw dropped "Sure" he let himself be led to the edge of the dance floor "What did you mean?" he asked as she pulled him closer "About?" she looked up into his eyes "You said it was inevitable?" she laughed "Ya know Gil, for a scientist, you miss so much that's right under your nose!" she laughed lightly then laid her head against his chest. Gil shook his head and continued moving both of them around the floor.

Meanwhile……………..

Out on the water, the conversation between teams started up to alleviate the boredom of waiting for their orders. "I don't get this, you have a boat load of cops, firemen and whomever else and fifteen of us are supposed to pull this off?" The younger of the two men off the starboard side asked "Hey, I do as I'm told, the Boss never let us down before has he, besides, he's got an someone inside." the younger man shook his head "But cops, firemen and Las Vegas Crime Scene, who pissed in his cheerios?" he honestly didn't like the odds he felt were stacked against them. "Look, the Boss never did get over his son's death" the older man started in "Johnny's death was no accident but Conrad Ecklie made sure that the Mayor's ass was covered by sweeping the entire incident under the rug!" he had worked for years with the Boss and remembered the angry outburst when it was announced that Johnny Desoto's murder was going unsolved and had been filed away like he'd been nothing more than some two bit bum. "I swear on his grave" the father had announced that anyone and everyone that remotely touched this case would pay!" he remembered seeing the bronze Remington statue fly past his head and shatter the beautiful ornate marble fireplace mantel. "I want the names of everyone that had anything" he continued "and I mean anything to do with my Son's case, I don't care if it was the cleaning lady or some dumb ass rookie, I want their names and I want them to pay!" he had turned in the burgundy leather chair and dismissed everyone that was present with the exception of the tall leggy blonde knelt beside his chair. "Uncle Ramón" she touched his cheek lightly "you need to calm down" she tried to hand him a glass of water but he quickly slapped it out of her hand "Sophia, you don't understand…………." He looked away from her "I know some of them are your friends and colleagues but family loyalty" she walked away before he could finish.