A/ T: Ok so it's not exactly up to rating yet but in a couple
He hated airports. The airplanes weren't bad; it was the people on them. Greg was no help but Sara seemed to relate to him. It was a hassle getting through security with their kits but once everything was taken care of Grissom sent Greg to get coffee. Sara had her head rested back on the chairs they sat and waited on. Grissom sat next to her and assumed her position. It had been a long shift the night before, and sleep was defiantly needed.
Greg found them both half asleep when he'd gotten coffee. He decided it would be best to let them sleep and started on reading a forensics journal Grissom had suggested earlier. When the flight was to be boarding it took a few shakes to wake up Sara but the blurry eyed scientists followed their co worker who had somewhat fresh coffee on board the plane.
Grissom sat next to the window Sara sat in the middle and Greg was punished indirectly by being put in the isle seat. After an hour of the flight Grissom and Sara were asleep again. Greg had glanced over to see Sara asleep on Grissom and Grissom's arm around her. They shared the only blanket and probably didn't even know they were so cozy with one another.
Finally they arrived in NYC. Greg hadn't slept all flight but, the two snoozing CSI's were surprised by what they found when they woke up. Thankfully Greg was in the bathroom when Grissom whispered in Sara's ear how much better he'd slept with her in his arms. Sara was surprised she'd felt the same but she never would have thought that he'd say something like that.
Still surprised Sara followed Greg and could feel a definite temperature change as they walked toward the terminal. Sara had forgotten how cold the east was and shivered a bit. They found the baggage claim and as they watched for their bags Grissom stripped off his jacket and put it on Sara's shoulders. She glanced at him but found no one there. Grissom had seen their bags and both men had lunged to get them.
Grissom refused to let Sara carry anything but her carry on so Greg was forced to carry all three field kits as well as his own luggage while Grissom carried hers. Sara protested all the way out into the crisp New York air until Grissom flagged down a taxi and there was nothing she could do.
The hotel was close to the airport but sat where the city nightlife as far enough out of the way so the guests could get sleep without the lights. They surrendered their bags to a bellboy when they checked in but found that to be problematic.
"I believe there are some rooms under the name Grissom for me. I'd like to check in." Grissom said when they came to the desk.
"Yes, we have two rooms reserved a single and a double next door to each other." The receptionist said.
"There must be some misunderstanding there should be three rooms for me. All singles." Grissom said.
"I'm sorry the lady from the convention only booked two rooms under that name, and because of the convention we have no more rooms." The receptionist explained.
"Thank you Ma'am." Grissom said when she gave him the keys.
"Okay then we Roe-Sham-Bo for the single." Greg proposed.
They got out of line and stood in a kind of circle. Grissom got out the first time.
"Ha! Scissors cuts paper!" Greg said gleefully. He and Sara had both chosen scissors.
They played again and for three times straight Greg and Sara choose the same thing. Then on the fourth try Greg's rock won over Sara's scissors.
"Yes! Junior CSI has his own room." Greg said as he did a little jig towards the elevators.
"I should have thought of that. Senior CSI gets the single." Grissom said to Sara while they walked to meet Greg.
They split off from Greg at their room and found a luxurious executive suite with a door that would open up to Greg's suite.
"You guys are lucky." Grissom said when he put down his bags. "You only get suites because I'm teaching one of the classes at the seminar. If we were just here for classes we would have regular rooms."
Sara had walked over to the sliding glass door that lead to the balcony. "Yeah I guess we are pretty lucky." She said. Before they heard a knock on the door.
"C'mon in Greg " Grissom said.
"Did you know there a mixer tonight? Well a formal one but still a mixer." Greg said. He was holding an Itinerary, which the staff of the event had sent up to the rooms.
"Don't get your hopes up Greg its just a social." Sara said.
"I know, I know, you knew huh Grissom? That's why you had us bring formal clothes." Greg said.
"Yes Greg I knew. I have been coming to this seminar for awhile." Grissom said.
"What time is the social at?" Sara asked. She looked at her watch, it was five now.
"Seven is when they start serving cocktails." Greg said "The band starts playing at eight."
"Ok then I am officially taking over the single room so I can get ready. Surly you can get ready with Grissom." Sara said.
"Do I have any other choice?" Greg asked.
"Nope you don't. Get your stuff so you don't have to bug me about it later Greggo." She added.
"Do you really need a room to yourself?" Grissom asked.
"Just for tonight I prefer to get ready for social events such as this alone. Getting ready to work or go to a seminar is different. As long as you don't walk in on me while I'm showering." Sara said.
When Greg came back Sara took everything in a small suitcase with her. She'd obviously pre-meditated getting ready for some formal event.
Greg and Grissom sat and watched some football before realizing they should get ready.
"What do you think she's doing in there?" Greg asked while he was getting his toiletries ready for a shower.
"Never question how a woman become beautiful Greg." Grissom simply replied.
Greg shrugged and walked into the bathroom. Grissom kept watching the game until he heard the water turn off and then started setting out his suit for the night.
At seven Grissom was ready. Greg had left him a note while he was showering saying he was going to go down early. Grissom just assumed that Sara would let him escort her down to the event.
He contemplated a moment as he stood outside the hotel room. She'd locked the door that connected the two rooms so Grissom had to knock on this door. Finally he knocked on the door and waited. "She probably al ready down there drinking with some CSI from somewhere else that she won't see him again after the seminar." He thought as he waited.
Author Note: Tell me what you think of the ending. I wanted to leave off before Grissom saw Sara. Review Please!
