A/N Hey ya'll, here, finally, is chapter two. I't took me a while to find something to write about, you have Grissom lose his temper with Ecklie, so, I hope I did a good job!

A huge thanks to my betas, SaraSidleGrissom and Sassy you guys are the BEST!

I dedicate this story to SaraSidleGrissom, Sassy, and CSIslave this one is for you guys!

Disclaimer: I wonder how many times they're going to rub it in my face that CSI is NOT mine, and I'm not making a profit at all!

Just writing for fun

Spoilers: None that I know of...

Well, enjoy this chapter, I hope ya'll like it as much as I liked writing it!

Chapter 2

Ecklie and Grissom went over to the far corner of the bar, close to where the bathrooms were. Grissom had no idea why Ecklie wanted to talk to him, but he figured it couldn't be good.

" Okay Gil, I'm going to try to ask this as nicely as I can. I have no idea why we came up here, no one told me anything... hell, I wasn't even going to come, but Cavallo said it would look good to the lab, if I went with the group. So, I ask, is there something going on between you and Sidle? " Ecklie had a little snake grin on his face, challenging Grissom to say otherwise.

" Yes, Conrad there is, as a matter of fact she's my wi- " Grissom started to explain that Sara was his wife, since Ecklie didn't know, but was quickly cut off by the snake himself.

" Gil, what the hell are you doing? You being with Sidle, do you know how that's going to make the lab look? " Ecklie spat out, voice full of anger.

That was the last straw for Grissom. " You know what Conrad, first of all, I don't give a damn about what you think, or what the lab looks like, and for you information her last name isn't Sid- " Again, Ecklie felt the urge to interrupt Grissom, just because he knew that he could get on his nerves very easily.

" Save the excuses Gil, I don't want to hear them... but, before you go to sleep tonight, think about what you're doing? You're making a big mistake. " And with that Ecklie walked away, the coward he was, knowing he needed to get out of the wrath of an angry Gil Grissom.

Gil walked away after that, watching Ecklie go outside, he was almost tempted to join him, and tell him what a SOB he was, but decided against it.

Jim Brass on the other hand, had gone to the bathroom, and had heard every word of what Ecklie said, and wasn't about to let him get away with it. He slipped outside and saw Ecklie standing there.

" Well, if it isn't Detective Brass, what can I do for you? " Ecklie asked, acting like nothing happened inside, this also annoyed Brass.

" What can you do for me? Well, Conrad, you can start by getting your head out of your ass, and leaving Grissom and Sara alone, it's none of your business. " Brass stated, not one bit of sarcasm or joke, he was deadly serious.

" Who the hell do you think you are, you can't talk to me like that. Just because... oh, wait a minute, I get this, you feel it's your duty to come out here and scold me, just for telling Gil he's making a mistake with Sara, and because you think of Sara as your daughter, am I right? Well listen here Detective, just because your daughter Ellie, or should I say, your step-daughter Ellie, left you, you think you can make it all better by being a daddy to Sara? Who knows, maybe you'll be a better daddy then her last one. " He said with a sneaky grin.

That was enough. Brass gave no second thought about it. He lifted his fist and punched Ecklie right in the nose, making him fall back to the ground.

" Hey you guys, I'm going to go outside for a minute, get some fresh air, okay? " Sara made sure she let everyone know where she was going. Grissom went to get up, but she stopped him, saying she would be fine, and wouldn't be out long.

She stepped outside, long enough to hear the conversation between Brass and Ecklie and then watched as Brass hit Ecklie square on the face. She was proud that Brass stood up for her like that, and truth be told, she looked at Brass like a father, and would do anything for him.

She watched Ecklie stand and tighten his fist as if ready to hit Brass back. It's like it all happened in slow-motion. Ecklie brought his fist back, and Sara ran for Brass, trying to make it there before he could get hit. She jumped in front of him.

Instead of hitting Brass, like he intended to, his fist met Sara's face. The look he received from Brass, would even scare Jack the Ripper. Ecklie ran for his vehicle and drove away, thankful he got out of there in time, and that he brought his own car.

" God, Sara, you okay? " Brass gave Sara a hand up, and looked and the bruise already forming on her cheekbone. He was so mad at Ecklie, he was sure that if he hadn't 'ran away' he would have shot him, right there and then, but only in the foot!

" Yeah Jim, I'm fine. It hurts a little, but not too bad. Are you okay? " Sara asked, voice full of concern.

" Geesh Sara, no one has ever done anything like that for me. Now, here you stand, bruised face, and you're asking me if I'm okay? " Brass tried to hide the emotion in his voice.

" Wait a minute, bruised face? Uh oh, what will Gil say? Oh no, he can't see me like this Jim, what a, I supposed to do? " Sara knew he would have a fit, and probably lose his job, if he found out that Ecklie punched her.

" Okay, let's think of a plan. I've been here before, I know, it's far from Vegas, but a buddy of mine had his bachelor party here, and this bar has a costume storage room, and " Brass started but Sara was catching his shrift and had to say something.

" You're not suggesting I put some stupid costume on, are you? " Sara knew better then to ask, she knew the answer, but had to try.

" Well, do you have any other ideas? There isn't much that's gonna hide that bruise. " Brass said with a hint of guilt.

" Hey hey, this isn't your fault you know? I'm the one who came over here, it was my decision, not yours. " Sara said. She gave Brass a big hug and they started to walk back in, knowing that there was no way they could hide it from Gil. Then Brass stopped her.

" I'll help you with Gil, on one condition... " Brass said, a sly little smile growing ion his face.

" Sure anything. " Sara replied, she knew, she was going to have a hard time talking with Grissom, trying to keep him calm. She remembered what happened the last time he had lost his temper, his blood pressure went up, and he had to go outside for some air. Of course though, this would be different. The last time, it was just because the guy knew where the body was, and wasn't telling him... but this... this was going to be much, much worse.

Brass looked from her eyes, down to his feet. " Would.. you... would you call me... dad? " There, he said it, the question was out.

" I would be honored to call you dad... dad. " She accepted his offered arm, helping her inside, every step of the way, feeling the butterflies flutter around in her stomach.

They walked through the big wooden door that led to the bar, and she looked straight at Grissom. He was turned the opposite direction. Brass took her hand and they started walking over to the table.

Grissom noticed the look on Nick's face go from a smile to a look of concern, he turned around and saw Brass and Sara, her head turned slightly. Grissom looked at Nick again, and watched Nick's eyes widen, so Grissom turned again to see why.

What will Grissom do? Review and you'll find out! lol. Hope ya'll liked it! I should hopefully have 3 up soon, but I'm not promising a thing!

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