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So there they were. Catching any spear time they could. In between working and sleeping ( if you could call it that, more like napping )they wrote there speech. Sat around the table usually half an hour before their shift would start the 6 C.S.I.'s would discuss how they would present their speech. Power point, presnation from cards and even a musical - from Greg, was thought of. In the end they decided to go for the power point presnetation, which caused much protest from Greg. The ride to Colorado was easy going. After meeting up at the car park a coach came to pick them up. There were already a few other teams on the coach as they took their places. Sara and Greg sat together with Grissom and Catherine in the opposite row and Nick and Warwick behind them. It was peaceful, apart from the odd game of ' I spy ' here and there and an incident involving a small popcorn/food fight between Nick, Warwick and Greg, most of the journey was spent catching up on somesleep and reading. Oncehim and Grissomwere settled in there rooms, Greg decided to stretch his legs a little.

He walked down the corridor, admiring the place. The red carpet was a deep red and was nice and…fluffy. Fluffy…the word rang through Greg's head and for some reason it made him smile. The walls were a clean, crisp cream colour and contrasted with the red carpet well.

'Mental note you really need to stop watching those DIY programmes on your days off ' he told himself.

He starred out of the window. The ski slops weren't full of people just the right amount. The Christmas trees (as Greg liked to call them) were stood tall above the small cabins and the main hotel area.

'Nearly as tall as were I'm standing but not quite' he teased them mentally.

The view looked beautiful standing about 30 ft above it.

He turned his head to the right. Here came another beautiful view heading straight for him.

'Greg?' she said

Everything she said to him made him turn into that 7th grade kid after his best friends older sister. Her voice hypnotized him.

' What you dreaming about this time dreamer?' She said cooingly.

'You and me on those slops' he told her.

At first she thought he was joking. But she studied his face. He wasn't. She laughed.

' Seriously. Don't they just look so….'

' Dangerous, to much for beginners, cold?'

' Come on. Where's your sense of adventure?'

' Sorry Greggo left it behind with my sense of rationality and logic.'

He smiled.

' You scared?'

' No just hungry' she said and was about to walk off when he lightly grabbed her wrist.

'Look my rooms just round the corner -'

'So is mine -

' Is that an invitation?

' What's your point?' She tried to hold back the smile forming on her face.

'We could be on those slops in 5 minutes. You and me skiing the slops wind our hair…

This time he stopped to study the look on her face.

' I'll bet you 5 bucks'

She rolled her eyes.

' Can you even ski?'

He nodded.

' My dad's, uncles, girlfriends, daughter actually turned out too be my dad's boss. So we used to go out to this house she owned some where in the countryside in the Christmas holidays. And this house was conveniently a 20 minute drive away from these ski slops. Ooh and there was this indoor ski place 30 minutes from were I lived.

Sara took a deep breath.

' Fine. I don't what kind of magic you just did here Mr. Sanders but it's worked. I'll go skiing with you.'

And with that she turned and started walking. He quietly let out a small yes.

' I heard that.' she called down from the hall.

He quickly tried to keep up with her and watch her at the same time. She wasn't going towards her room but his. Maybe she had memorized the route. Or maybe all those times she ' had to come this way the other toilet isn't working ' or ' some kind of electrical work's going on. I have to take the long way round.' She was really just coming this way beacuse…… If only she could hear what was going on in his mind now...