A/N: Yes I know that Jorja is a vegetarian, but I wanted do this, keeping in mind that I'm twisting the characters lives, and will returned them unharmed, without any recollection of what I'm doing to them.

"When did you start eating meat?" Greg asked his companion who like him sat on the hood of his car, drinks behind them, fries and burgers beside them. Parked in the middle of nowhere at the fence of McCarrin Airport, his special place. From here he could watch the countless planes take off and come in.

"Not that long ago, still don't eat pork though" she took a few fries and popped them into her mouth. Washing them down her chocolate milkshake.

"I still cant believe you who eats no sugar, no meat, watches her calories is beside me mewing down on a burger and fries, and a chocolate milkshake"

"We all have our surprises I guess" she smiled and took another sip.

"That we do" he stared down at his burger suddenly not wanting it. But he took a bite. The moment the food touched his mouth, he was hungry again. They ate in silence for a while until they both finished there meals, garbage taken care of, back in the car. They lay with their backs to the windshield staring up into the sky. Well Sara was, Greg was watching her out of the corner of her eye, she had ketchup on her cheek. He turned and rubbed with his thumb back and forth till it was gone by her mouth. She looked at him, a small smile as her gaze met with his.

"Would it be too forward if I kissed you right now?" he didn't want to miss this moment like he had the other. She shook her head no as her head slid closer.

The kiss was short and sweet, that left him wanting more but he wouldn't push.

"How about we take this one kiss at a time" he trailed a finger down her cheek their breaths mingling together as they stared into each other's eyes. She nodded looking down at his lips. Then back up into his warm eyes. He took that as a hint to kiss her again.

"We should go" she whispered, her breath feather light against his face

"Your right, duty calls" but he couldn't help but wonder, why neither of them moved.

"Why aren't we moving?" he asked a small smile creeping on her face

"I..I don't know" she answered truthfully

"When you find out, can you tell me?" he asked seriously, she nodded

Half an hour later, the both of them strolled into the break room together talking oblivious to everyone, or so they lead on. They actually planned what they were saying back in the locker room.

"Really I'll have to go there some time" he looked at her nodding his head

"It was worth it I had fun, the entertainment was awesome" she sat down at the end of the table and him beside her, the only available space. Breaking down the conversation, they glanced around the room.

"Hey Guys" Greg stated casually, or so he hoped

"What were you two talking about?" Catherine the ever busy body asked before taking a sip of her coffee.

"A restaurant that Sara went to a few days ago" he left out the part that, he had been with her

"Ya it had a nice Mediterranean theme, the music was nice"

"Really what's it called?" Warrick asked, curiously

"Cha Cha Cha, down near Tropicana"

"I'll have to check it"

"You should I had a really nice time, the company was good too" she smiled, and for once the rest of the night shift was shocked into silence. "What can't I date too?"

"Greg did you know about this?" Nick asked him

"Yes I did" I was her company he thought but left it out.

"And you didn't tell us?" Catherine asked disbelievingly, she was usually the first to know about everything.

"Didn't feel that it was important" Greg said lightly

"Jeez first Greg has a mystery date and now Sara, is there anything else you two are hiding?" Nick questioned

Greg shook his head no

"No" Sara answered

"Can we know the names now?" Nick once again asked

"No" Greg answered.

Grissom came in preoccupied and handed out slips without anymore words being said than necessary.

Sara stood up to leave, leaving Greg with the circling vultures

"You know, if I was murdered I don't think I would want you investigating my murder, you might miss something" Greg stood and left the room.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Catherine inquired, Grissom stood taking his coffee cup with him

"It means that your not connecting the clues, Warrick what colour did you say Greg's mystery date was?"

"Brown"

"Who's been coming in together for the last little while?" Grissom hated that he really had to spill it out for them.

"Sara and Greg" Catherine answered

"Hmm.." Grissom groaned and walked out the room

"You don't think?" Warrick voiced what everyone was thinking.

"No we would have picked up on something would we not have?" Catherine for the second time stood puzzled

"One way to find out" Nick told them as they made there way to the parking lot. They walked out just in time to see a kiss shared between the two, in the company vehicle before Greg pulled out of the parking lot. Leaving three criminalists with open mouths.

"I cant believe you two didn't know" Catherine was the first one to recover and stated as if she knew what had been going on, and walked in ahead of them.

"You think they saw us?" Sara asked, her hand finding his.

"I'm sure of it"

"I wonder who tipped them off" Sara voiced

"I didn't" Greg said smoothly

"You didn't" Sara asked for reassurance

"All I said was I wouldn't want them to investigate my murder, they might miss something. I did hear Grissom trying to get them to puzzle it together on the way to the locker room"

Sara smiled

"So I did not tell them your name, nor did I say I was with you at Cha Cha Cha but I must know, did you have a fun time?"

"The best" she grinned

"So if they ask, you must keep in mind that I didn't say it"

"I get it, you didn't tell them my name, but I may tell them yours"

"That I'm fine with" he raised her hand to his mouth and kissed it