Rollercoaster's
Greg and Sara get stuck on a rollercoaster. This will most definitely prove interesting…
Characters are not mine, nor will they ever be. Reviews are greatly appreciated, This is, indeed, the last chapter.
Chapter 8- 4:37 a.m.
They both saw the shine of oncoming headlights in the large parking lot before them at the same time.
"Hey! Up here! Someone get us down!" Greg yelled, trying to get the cars attention, the rain still soaking them to the bone, Sara still wrapped in his arms.
Sara waved her arms frantically over her head. "Somebody! Help us!" she called.
Greg reached out, hugging Sara tightly as the ride started moving again, slowly going around the last third of the track. As the ride screeched to a stop and the long bar raised, Greg leapt out of the car, landing on his knees in front of their rescuer. "Thank-" he looked up. "Grissom?"
"Thank Grissom?" Sara asked, incredulously as she, too, climbed out of the car, stopping dead in her tracks upon seeing their supervisor before them, his arms crossed over his chest, his silver processing kit sat by his feet.
Nick appeared beside the older man. "What's going on, Gris?" he asked, his attention the turning toward the others. "Greg? Sara? Was that you two yelling?" he asked.
Sara slowly moved toward Greg, discreetly reaching out for his hand as the rain slowed a bit.
Nick, however, still noticed this, a grin spreading across his Texan features. "Hah!" he declared. "Warrick over me fifty bucks!" They watched him walk away, pulling out his cell, do doubt to gloat.
"Great…" Sara groaned, rolling her eyes at her friend's rather predictable nature. "we should have known."
Grissom still stood, quite evidently, not thrilled to have just rescued his two co-workers from a rollercoaster at four in the morning. "Ahem…" he cleared his throat, trying, subtly to get their attention. "Dare I ask what is going on?"
Greg shook his head. "I doubt it…" he said, shivering as the wind passed over their completely soaked bodies.
Noticing this, Grissom sighed, bringing a hand up to his temples. "You two, go home, before you get sick." He told them. "I'll deal with you later."
They gulped as they walked away, not looking forward to that particular meeting.
Grissom shook his head and walked away to help Nick with the lead on their missing person's case, oblivious to the fact that he had just sent Greg and Sara off to do what they'd wanted to most of the night.
"Your place or mine?" was the only question passed between the two as they climbed into Greg's Tahoe, pulling out of sight.
Okay, That's the end. I'm aware it wasn't all that good of an ending, but it was the best I could come up with. I only wanted it to cover the time spent on the rollercoaster, so, you can come up with what happened later on your own –wink- -wink-. Anyway, I hope you all enjoyed his story as much as I enjoyed writing it.
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