A: Ahh good old fashioned Grissom/Sarah lovins!
K: With a very blatantly shippery spin on things.
A: But they are the best kind of spins! Too bad they belong to Anthony E Zuiker...
Please note: This is one of Kait and Aubrie's shipper stories. They all follow the same plot, are not well written, and are all just silliness which is not meant to be taken seriously. SERIOUSLY!
GSR
Sara was just kickin' it in the lab one day, being angsty and bitchy as usual, when Grissom walked in.
"Hey what's up Sara?" he asked in an awkwardly kind tone.
Sara frowned. "Nobody loves me. I am bitchy. Leave me alone!"
Grissom smiled and patted her shoulder. "I'm sorry you're bitchy, Sara. Is there anything I can do to help?"
Sara crossed her arms in a stubborn manner, "No," she replied, "...not really...possibly...maybe...sure...yeah!" she thought for a second. "DO ME!" she shouted, drawing a few stares and Snickers.
Greg ran into the room. "Oh, were you guys about to get it on? Dude, I am so sorry about throwing those candy bars at you, that was Larry's idea."
Greg left, so they got it on. In the lab.
THE END.
