Birthday Surprise
Written By: Chella Belle/Edited by: Tigger
Chapter 4: Blissful Banter
Sara sat across from Grissom smiling wildly. He had absolutely no idea what she had planned next. He looked up from his strawberries to see her beautiful, gap-toothed, grin. "What?" He asked suspiciously. She shook her head and began to sip her wine. It would have been a more effective lie if she hadn't still been smiling. "What is it?" He smirked at her blushing cheeks.
She rested her chin on her folded hands and grinned sweetly, "Nothing."
"Oh no…there is something. What is it? What did you do?" He had set down his wine and was staring at her intently.
"Maybe there is something…maybe there isn't. Maybe I'm just leading you on to believe there is." She teased sipping her wine again.
"True, true…but I believe there is something."
"I could be doing this purely to confuse and distract you from something else…or there actually could be something and I'm leading you to believe there isn't, therefore, leaving you confused as to my motives."
"That, also, is a very interesting point. However…you knew I would eventually figure this out…so planned nothing after the dessert."
"Possibly."
"Or…knowing my cerebral mind would never let it rest at that, you have a special surprise planned and intended to lead me to suppose that there was nothing, but there actually was. And you would play the part of the innocent wife doing something special for the man she loves."
"Yet another good choice."
"I'm not done."
"Oh…how so?"
"You know me so well, that you knew I would figure all this out just by the sly smile that you played to start this entire conversation to distract me while the bands switched behind me."
"What! How did you see that!" She asked startled. He smirked and pointed behind her to the mirror reflecting the stage behind him. "Well…it seems you have figured me out." She sighed smiling, and sat back in her chair.
"Still not through."
"What?"
"You picked the seats. You knew I would sit as to where I could see the stage. So maybe there is nothing…now. You could be leading me on for something else planned later tonight."
"Perhaps." She smirked and sipped her wine.
"But…"
She moaned, "There's a 'but'?"
"Yes. But…you acted in high school. You were a part of the drama team. You could have easily led me to believe anything you wanted with your amazing skills."
"Well, knowing all the angles…what is your choice?"
"My choice…all of the above."
Sara smiled. "Correct."
"So…what is it?"
"What is what?"
"The surprise."
"What surprise?"
"Sara…" He warned smirking.
"What?" She asked innocently. Grissom chuckled and shook his head.
"I love your devious mind."
"And my devious mind loves you."
"Guess that makes us even." She reasoned laying her chin on her hands.
"No, that makes us symmetrical."
"Nope. That makes us good dancers." She stood up, took his hand, and led him to the dance floor.
"So I was right."
"Which time?" She joked as he pulled her into his arms and began to sway.
"That there was a surprise after dinner."
"You got it." She smiled. And on cue, the band began to play I'll Stand By You by The Pretenders. Grissom smiled wildly as he watched the band.
"Sneaky Sara strikes again."
She giggled. "Maybe." She joked.
"Our wedding song?"
"Yes. Surprise."
"Thank you."
"Thank you."
"Symmetry?"
"Equality." Sara stated.
"Love?"
"Definitely."
"Always." Grissom replied and captured her lips softly with his.
Warrick set out the last of the chairs, Catherine continued laying out the refreshments, and Greg…well, Greg was pretending to be Theodore from Alvin and the Chipmunks singing, Love is in the Air. Catherine let him have the helium tank for the balloons. She immediately regretted it.
Warrick shook his head and ignored him. Catherine stuck cheese cubes in her ears and hummed to herself to drown out the sound of a dying cat.
After Greg had finished singing he turned his attention to the couple.
"So…" He began in his high pitched voice, "how was your 'decorating' upstairs?" He smiled and wiggled his eyebrows suggestively. Out of nowhere, Warrick's hand slapped him upside the head. "Ow! Will you quit doin that!"
"Would you learn some manners and learn how to speak to a lady?"
Greg hung his head in shame. "Sorry Cat." When she didn't respond he looked up. "Catherine?" The men peaked around her to see the cheese stuck in her ears. "Why would she stick cheese in her ears?"
"Probably to drown out your singing."
Greg feigned hurt and went back to packing, "Everybody's a critic." He mumbled.
Warrick shook his head and laughed. He still couldn't take Greg seriously with the high-pitched voice. He decided to let Catherine continue working with the cheese in her ears. Greg had started singing again. This time is KC & the Sunshine Band.
Do a little dance. Make a little love. Get down tonight. Doo doo doo. Get down tonight. Doo doo doo doo. Get down tonight. Get down get down get down get down tonight!
Thinking that Catherine had the right idea, Warrick grabbed some cheese cubes and stuck them in his ears. "That's my girl. Always thinkin." He commented to himself.
He looked over at Catherine who was dancing and humming to the song stuck in her head. Warrick smiled at her and grabbed her waist. He planted a long passionate kiss on her lips. They pulled away smiling, and went back to work as though nothing had happened. Even though they were both grinning like fools, Greg was blissfully unaware.
A/N: Hope ya'll like the chapter. I'll try to post more but I'm suffering from serious writer's block. Keep reviewing. :)
