The Song Wars Chapter 3: Retaliation, a csi fanfic

Hey guys, so here's the new chap. Sorry it took so long! Bla bla bla, we don't own CSI, u guys know the drill!

Oh, and P.S, there is a song in this chap (surprise surprise) and itIS credited at the end, dont worry. Lol. We love you all!

"Ding Dong"

"Shit" he was still in his towel. Quickly Greg shoved on the boxers (Winnie the Pooh – what else?) and jeans that were on the floor at the end of his bed. He yelled at the door, "I'll be there in a minute!" He wouldn't worry about a shirt – it was probably just Warrick or Nick. He ran down the main hall of his apartment, pushing the power button on his stereo as he went. He opened the door quickly, smiling. "Hey guys!" His face fell. He screamed.

"You scream like a girl Uncle Greg" Lindsey said. Greg jumped behind the door, closing it most of the way, shielding his bare chest from a blushing Catherine and her grinning daughter. He quickly regained control of his breathing and smiled back at the girl.

"Why thankyou Miss Lindsey, and welcome to chez Greg!" He looked up at Catherine, who was still blushing, but not as much now. "Hey Cath! If you'll just excuse me for a second, I will be right back!" She nodded, and he quickly closed the door, skidding back down the hall into his bedroom, and grabbing his favourite Hawaiian shirt from his closet. (The pink and orange one – what else?) He ran back to the door…again… and flung it open, finding not two people on the doorstep, but four. "Oh, hi Nick. Rick." He acknowledged his friends. He moved to stand next to the door, and bent into a mock bow. "Won't you come in?" he asked. Lindsey giggled at his lame attempt at an English accent.

"Sure man, it's getting cold out here!" Warrick replied, grinning. They all walked in, heading for the living room.

"So Greggo…" Nick started. Greg looked up from his spot on the couch, next to Warrick.

"Yeah?"

"Well… we heard from a certain reliable source that you answered the door previously in… interesting attire." Greg glared menacingly at Catherine, who held up her hands defensively.

"Hey, not me!" Greg turned, in mock horror, to look at Lindsey. She giggled.

"I'm sorry Uncle Greg. I couldn't help myself!" Nick laughed. Loudly.

"Yeah and we also heard that you have an equally interesting scream." Nick mocked. With this, Greg leapt out of his chair and started chasing Lindsey around the room. She laughed in delight at the unexpected game. Greg was laughing too, and this somewhat affected his ability to judge distance, consequently he ran into many pieces of furniture whilst trying to catch the girl. Eventually he caught her, and threw her down on the couch (gently of course) and began tickling her furiously. She shrieked.

"Argh! Uncle Greg! Stop, that tickles!" He paused momentarily

"That, Ms. Lindsey, is the point" he replied with a smirk, leaning down to tickle her again.

"So do you reckon she'll reply?" Catherine asked.

"I dunno. That would be so like her. Straightforward, that's Sara." Warrick answered.

"Well, if she does dedicate him a song, it'll be very interesting to hear her song choice. No doubt it will convey a VERY strong and straightforward message to him. Actually, do you reckon he's listening?" Greg asked. Nick looked thoughtful.

"Well, I don't know about Grissom listening, but I'm pretty sure Sara'll do the song dedication. She said something interesting to me today." He mused.

"And that was…?" prompted Lindsey. Warrick looked up at the unexpected contribution by the girl.

"WOW! She really is beginning to sound like Catherine!" He thought. His thoughts were, however, interrupted by Nick's reply.

"Oh, I don't remember exactly, but it was something about how we'd see what Grissom had to say about his little song dedication tomorrow. SOMETHING is up, and this seems like a good bet to me!" He explained.

"I agree" said Greg. "I think that it would be so unlike her to let him get away with this. She's got something up her sleeve. So, I invited you guys over. I figured, what's the fun of mulling over this and listening to the radio in hopes of something by myself? The more the merrier!" Everyone laughed.

"True" agreed Warrick. He looked like he was going to say more, but then he stopped, distracted by what was happening on the radio.

"I'm sure most of you will remember the interesting song dedication we had on the show yesterday." The radio host said. "Well, we have a reply caller to it! Hello, Sara?"

"Yeah, hi! Before I get on with the dedication, I'd just like to say, Hi guys! Cath, Greg, Warrick, Nicky, Lindsey, I KNOW you're listening! I'll see you guys later! Anyway, this song is dedicated to Grissom, so you'd better be listening Griss!" With that, she hung up, leaving the host to play the song. When the music started, there was a collective laugh of delight from all around Greg's living room.

It's funny how a man only thinks about the...
You got a real big heart, but I'm looking your...
You got real big brains, but I'm looking at your...
Girl, there ain't no pain in me looking at your...

I don't give a...
Keep looking at my...
'Cause it don't mean a thing if you're looking at my...
I'm a do my thing while you're playing with your...
Ha, ha-ha, ha-ha, ha-ha

Every boy's the same
Since up in the seventh grade
They been trying to get with me
Trying to Ha, ha-ha, ha, ha-ha
They always got a plan
To be my one and only man
Want to hold me with their hands
Want to Ha, ha-ha, ha, ha-ha
I keep turning them down
But, they always come around
Asking me to go around
That's not the way it's going down

'Cause they only want
Only want my ha, ha-ha
Ha, ha-ha
Only want what they want
But, na, ah-ah
Na, ah-ah

It's funny how a man only thinks about the...
You got a real big heart, but I'm looking at your...
You got real big brains, but I'm looking at your...
Girl, there ain't no pain in me looking at your...

I don't give a...
Keep looking at my...
'Cause it don't mean a thing if you're looking at my...
I'm a do my thing while you're playing with your...
Ha, ha-ha, ha-ha, ha-ha

Do you know that no
Don't mean yes, it means no
So just hold up, wait a minute
Let me put my two cents in it
One, just be patient
Don't be rushing
Like you're anxious
And two, your just too aggresive
Trying to get your Ahh

Do you know that I know?
And I don't want to go there

They Only want
Only want my ha, ha-ha
Ha, ha-ha
Only want what they want
But, na, ah-ah
Na, ah-ah

I don't give a...
Keep looking at my...
'Cause it don't mean a thing if you're looking at my...HAH
I'm a do my thing while you're playing with your...
Ha, ha-ha, ha-ha, ha-ha

Boomp-boomp, Boomp-boomp
Boomp, boomp-boomp
Boomp-boomp, Bomp,Boomp, boomp-boomp
Repeated

Ooh, you've got it bad I can tell
You want it bad, but oh well
Dude, what you got for me
Is something I
Something I don't need
Heeeeeeyyy!

I don't give a...
Keep looking at my...
'Cause it don't mean a thing if you're looking at my...
I'm a do my thing while you're playing with your...
Ha, ha-ha, ha-ha, ha-ha

"Well she certainly made a point…" Gregmanaged breathlesslyafter the song finished, causing the room to erupt with laughter once again.

Grissom sat clutching his desk, his knuckles white from clutching it so hard.

"Count to ten, count to ten, count to ten" he told himself. He calmly switched off the radio, unplugged it at the wall, and then promptly threw the thing across the room, hearing a satisfying thump as it hit the opposite wall. She stood up and slammed his hand on the desk. "Dammit Sara!" He yelled at the ceiling. He quickly grabbed his jacket and keys, and headed out of the office. He needed to think.

A/N - Okay, so there was (obviously) a song in this chap. We didn't write it, we take no credit for it. It was "Beep" by the Pussycat dolls featuring Will.I.Am (From the Black Eyed Peas) So anyway, that's the chap, sorr it tok so long, we'll try to get the next chap to you sooner. Holidays now, so it shouldn't be a problem! Review, and we'll write even faster!