A/N Hey sorry guys for the long wait, I've been busy writing other things ! So heres the next chapter, its a little short, but don't worry there will be romantic stuff later on in the next chapter.

Greg sat on the stool near his kitchen counter, he had just got home from work and should be sleeping he knew it, but he kept thinking, my smile? What's so cute about my smile? She likes my smile? He glanced over at his phone, I wonder if I should call her. Before he knew it the phone was by his ear, it was ringing, panic filled him, what am I going to say? Why am I even calling her? He imagined her thinking he was a freak, was he going too far by calling her?

"Hello?" rang Sara's sweet voice through the phone, Oh god what am I going to—"Hello?" the voice repeated more confused.

"Hey." Greg said then held the phone away from his ear and stared at it, hey? What was he thinking?

"Greg?" She asked a hint of laughter in her voice, "Greg I was about to go to sle—"

"How was work?" He cut her off, "I mean…"

"Err… Greg I was just at work with you less then 30 minutes ago what do you mean 'How was work?'"

"I mean after I left? How was…" He didn't actually know what he was saying. Smooth Greg, very suave.

"Are you okay? Were you drinking maybe?" she questioned him, "You know how Grissom gets about drinking…"

"Actually I'm fine, I was just wondering… later do you want to come over to go over the case?" Greg said sounding more confident that he had a reason to call.

"At your place?" Sara asked shocked.

"Yeah I'll make dinner, before shift starts I mean." Do I even know how to cook? He asked himself.

"Sure, I'll stop by around five then," She said sounding a little tired, "We'll… we'll talk. Bye Greg." With that the line went dead.

Sara sat on her couch hugging her pillow the police scanner going on the same time as the radio. Her thoughts were screwed up, the things with Greg, she definitely had feelings for him, she admitted to that, but did he really like her back? Was he just playing with her?

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Sara reached for the phone, "Hello?" silence, although she heard someone breathing, "Hello?" she repeated.

"Hey." Came Greg's soft smooth voice, he sounded nervous, so was Sara, her hands immediately began to sweat; I have to answer him, what do I say?

"Greg?" Oh that's creative, "I was about to go to sle—"She was going to lie and say sleep.

"How was work?" Greg interrupted, "I mean…" Work?

"Err… Greg I was just at work with you less then 30 minutes ago what do you mean 'How was work?'"

"I mean after I left? How was…" This was very unlike Greg, usually he always had something to say, but this phone call it was just getting… random.

"Are you okay? Were you drinking maybe?" she asked joking, "You know how Grissom gets about Grissom…" Talking from experience. She sighed.

"Actually I'm fine, I was just wondering… later do you want to come over to go over the case?" Greg asked, he sounded like he knew more what he was saying. She was shocked, over at his house? She had never actually been there, she knew Sofia had. Sofia. Jealously washed over her. Sofia at his house.

"At your place?" she asked, of course he had heard him correctly, or did she?

"Yeah I'll make dinner, before shift starts I mean." Does Greg even know how to cook? Sara asked herself.

"Sure, I'll stop by around five then," She acted normal, tired even, really her insides were shaking, dinner with Greg? 'Sara! Get over it, its just Greg, just some dinner.' Yeah some dinner, some romantic… "We'll… we'll talk. Bye Greg." She hung up the phone quickly.