A/N: Thank you SO much to those of you who are still taking the time to read and review this fic!
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Disclaimer: I do not own any part of CSI or its characters. That honor goes to the good folks over at CBS.
Title: Huh?
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Nick and Warrick's Tent
"What, uh… what was all of that about, do you think…?" Nick asked Warrick, crawling into his sleeping bag.
"Which part, man?" Warrick asked his friend, sliding into his own sleeping bag. "Because we talked about a lot of different things tonight…"
"Sara…" Nick trailed off.
"And who…? You? Or Grissom?"
"Grissom…" Nick replied. "Do you… think he likes her…? Do you think that she likes him…?"
"I don't know, Nicky… talk to Sara about it…" Warrick said, fluffing up his pillow, and closing his eyes. "I'm tired…"
"But… did you see the look that he gave her…?" Nick persisted. "It looked… like there was more to it…"
"I don't know, Nick," Warrick repeated. "Talk to Sara about it. Or Grissom…"
"Right," Nick sighed, laying on his back, and flinging his arm over his eyes.
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Catherine and Sara's Tent
"So…how are you doing…?" Catherine quietly asked, as she buried herself deep within her sleeping bag.
"I'm okay, I guess," Sara replied, frowning.
"Big night, eh…?" Catherine tried again.
"Uh-huh…"
"What… was going on, between you and Nick…?"
Sara shrugged, staring at the ground. "He was just being a friend…"
"It… looked like a little bit more than that…" Catherine said with a small smile.
"Really, he was just being a friend…"
"And… what was going on, between you and Grissom…?"
"Nothing…as far as I know," Sara replied, slowly closing her eyes.
"Well… trust me, Sara. It sure didn't look like nothing to me. Not on his end of things, anyhow…"
"…Really…?" Sara quietly asked, cracking one eye open in order to study Catherine's expression.
"It was definitely something…" Catherine confirmed.
"Oh…"
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Grissom and Greg's Tent
Tucked deep within his sleeping bag, Grissom peacefully snored.
"Grissom…?" Greg quietly called his supervisor.
Grissom kept snoring.
"Grissom…?" Greg repeated.
Grissom just kept on snoring.
"GRISSOM?" Greg yelled.
"Wh-what…?" Grissom asked, sitting up in his sleeping bag, and wildly staring around the darkened tent.
"Hmm…? I didn't hear anything…" Greg mumbled, rolling over, and closing his eyes. "Must have been your imagination…" he grinned. And now I can get some peace and quiet.
"I could have sworn…" Grissom frowned, laying back down.
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Nick and Warrick's Tent
"GRISSOM?" Greg yelled, shattering the silence of the night.
"I… don't want to know…" Warrick said with a grin.
Seriously… does he like her…? Nick questioned himself.
"So… what's going on between you and Sara…?" Warrick nonchalantly asked his friend.
"Huh…? What do you mean?"
"What do you mean, what do I mean…?" Warrick laughed. "It was kind of obvious that there was something there between you two…"
"…Really…?" Nick asked.
"Yes, really…" Warrick trailed off.
"Well… you know…"
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Catherine and Sara's Tent
"GRISSOM!" they heard Greg shout.
"Grissom…?" Sara asked, sitting up.
Catherine held back a small smile, looking over at her friend. "So… what do you think about Grissom…?" she asked.
"What do you mean…? I don't…understand your question…" she trailed off.
Catherine raised another eyebrow. "Do you… like him…?"
"Sure," Sara slowly shrugged. "He's a great supervisor…"
"And…?"
"And that's it…" Sara concluded. "Perhaps at one time I would have thought of him as more than a supervisor, but… not anymore…"
"…Why…?" Catherine quietly asked.
"Grissom doesn't have feelings for anyone…" she mumbled. "Let alone me…"
"I… wouldn't be so sure about that…" Catherine told her with a sigh.
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Grissom and Greg's Tent
Grissom immediately fell back to sleep, snoring.
"Grissom, wake up…" Greg mumbled.
Grissom continued to snore.
"Grissom, I said, wake up!" Greg repeated, a bit more loudly.
Yet again, Grissom continued to snore.
"WOW! LOOK AT THAT SPIDER!" Greg screamed, feigning excitement.
"A spider? Where?" Grissom asked, immediately sitting up, and putting on his glasses.
"What…?" Greg sleepily asked. "I don't see a spider…"
"But you just said that you did!" Grissom replied, standing up.
"It wasn't me…" Greg yawned.
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Nick and Warrick's Tent
"WOW! LOOK AT THAT SPIDER!" Greg screamed.
Nick frowned. "What is going on over there?"
"I don't know, man… so about Sara…?" Warrick prodded.
"Right… well, I've liked her for a little while now…" he trailed off.
Warrick raised an eyebrow, grinning. "Kind of obvious, given tonight…"
"Right…" Nick sighed. "I didn't mean to… be that open about it…"
"You definitely showed your hand, before the final card was dealt," Warrick told him.
"I… know…" Nick sighed. "I'll talk to her… tomorrow…goodnight, Rick."
"Goodnight, Nick…" he whispered back.
"Rick and Nick…" Nick mumbled, closing his eyes. "That rhymes."
Warrick just laughed, before falling asleep.
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Catherine and Sara's Tent
"WOW! LOOK AT THAT SPIDER!" Greg shouted.
"What are they doing over there…?" Catherine asked with a yawn.
"Don't know," Sara quietly replied.
"So… do you have feelings for Nick…?"
"I… uh…" Sara hesitated. "I…don't know…
"Confused, are you?" Catherine smiled.
"Yes…" Sara frowned.
"Talk to them both at some point. Get some sleep for now, and talk to them both later…"
"Okay…" Sara sighed, closing her eyes. "Thanks, Catherine…"
"You're welcome, Sara. Goodnight…" she replied.
"Goodnight…"
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Grissom and Greg's Tent
"There's no spider in here, Greg," Grissom matter-of-factly told him, crawling back into his sleeping bag.
"My mistake," Greg sighed. "Sorry…" he added, starting to fall asleep.
"No problem," Grissom told him with a smile. "I'm sure we'll see quite a bit of wildlife tomorrow… right…?"
Greg did not answer him.
"Right, Greg?" Grissom repeated.
Greg started to snore.
"Greg…?"
Greg continued to snore.
"Greg…?" Grissom repeated, this time a little bit more loudly.
Greg snored even louder.
"Greg Sanders, wake up!" he ordered, frowning.
"Huh…? What…?" Greg sputtered, immediately sitting up.
"You were snoring…" Grissom pointed out, once again removing his glasses, and laying down.
"Oh…" Greg sighed.
"BE QUIET!" Warrick's voice loudly filled the tent.
"C'MON, GREGGO, GO TO SLEEP!" Nick added.
"BOYS, BED TIME!" Catherine yelled out.
Sara remained quiet.
"What?" Greg quietly asked Grissom. "Was that directed at us…?"
Grissom buried his head in his sleeping bag, closing his eyes. "Go to sleep, Greg!"
"Huh? What did I do?" Greg asked, laying back down, and closing his eyes.
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TO BE CONTINUED
