Greggo and What Not To Wear

Pairing: Snickers (Sara and Nick)

After Greg was selected as a future candidate for a fashion makeover, Nick and Sara have to film him for two weeks.

A/N: I apologize for the delay of this chapter.

Disclaimer: I don't own the characters of CSI. I don't even own What Not to Wear.

Let the Spy Games Begin

Sara was sitting in the Tahoe that was parked near Greg's place while Nick was figuring out how to use their new video camera. They bought it immediately after submitting the application to give Greg a fashion overhaul.

"Nick, would you stop reading the damn manual?" Sara whined. "Greg could leave his building and we aren't ready! Let me do it until you can figure it out!"

"Okay, you win!" Nick almost snapped. "Here is the camera! Knock your socks off!"

"Nick, don't ever take your frustrations over the fucking camera out on me," Sara warned him.

"I am sorry, Sara," Nick said. "I didn't mean to snap at you like that."

"Nicky, it's not big deal," Sara smiled. "I think Greg is leaving his place. Shut up and let me film."

Nick couldn't help but look at Greg wearing jeans with holes in them and an old Black Flag t-shirt. He winced when he realized Sara was filming the same sorry scenario. Is this what he wears when he isn't working, Nick thought. A new CSI Level 1 shouldn't have to wear something like that.

It appeared that Greg was about to approach the Stokes Tahoe. Sara immediately turned off the camera for fear that he would find out. She put it in its case. Greg recognized the Tahoe parked in his complex and decided to talk to the occupants in it.

Oh, great we are so busted, Nick thought after seeing Greg coming close to them.

How are we going to explain our way of this one, Sara thought.

"If he asks," Nick whispered to his wife. "Tell him we are apartment hunting for our niece Melina who is going to UNLV in the fall."

"That is a great answer," Sara whispered back.

"Nick! Sara! How have you been?" Greg said knocking on the car door.

Nick and Sara got out of the car. They managed to keep their cool so they could talk to the newest CSI.

"We're doing fine," Sara said. "We were about to go shopping at Whole Foods and do some apartment hunting."

"I thought you were happy at the place you live in now," Greg almost protested. "Don't tell me Nigel Crane has escaped from prison and trashed your place."

"Greggo, don't ever mention that psycho's name again," Nick said not wanted to be reminded of that day when he was attacked twice by the cable guy. "Sara and I love our apartment. It is for my niece Melina. She is going to attend UNLV in the fall. I just want her to have a nice safe place to live. The dorms are convenient, but I want her to feel at home."

Great story, Nick, Sara thought with a subtle smile.

"You've come to the right place," Greg beamed. "I am sure Melina will find a place here. Is she looking for a one-bedroom or a studio?"

"She really doesn't have a preference," Nick said. "I don't think she could handle a two bedroom or bigger unless she wants to live with her friends."

"Just talk to the complex manager," Greg said. "I am sure that she will like living here. Maybe, she will find romance with her uncle's colleague."

"Don't push your luck, Greggo," Nick said grabbing the younger CSI by the shoulder in a grip.

"Sorry, I didn't know you were a protective uncle," Greg said. "Look, I have to meet my girlfriend for lunch. I will see you at work tonight."

You will no longer go on dates looking like that, Sara thought. Stacy and Clinton will show you what you should wear for the ladies and for work.

"Later!" Nick and Sara said at the same time.

As soon as Greg was out of earshot, Nick and Sara breathed a sigh of relief. They pulled off a lie or half-truth and managed to get away with it. They immediately went back to the Tahoe and went back home.

"Is our niece really going to UNLV this fall?" Sara asked.

"That's what she told me over the phone," Nick said. "By the way, her name isn't Melina, it's Melia. I had to throw him off somehow. She has a boyfriend that looks like he could kick Greggo's ass. My brother doesn't want her to live on campus unless she pledges a sorority."

"Nicky, let's focus on our task of filming Greggo for the show," Sara said. "Do you think we should call it a day? I think this is the only footage we'll get for now."

"Yeah, it is the only time we can do it without raising any suspicions," Nick said. "Let's resume tomorrow with better luck! We can't film him at the lab since he'll know we are up to something."

"Great theory!" Both he and Sara said at the same time.

"I love you, Sara," Nick smiled

"I love you, too, Nicky," Sara beamed and they kissed.

They went back home laughing and singing to their favorite rock song played. Tomorrow would be another day to film their unsuspecting friend and to be creative with the lies and half-truths.

TBC