Ok, this is the part that I wrote. As each person writes their part I will post them here. The link for it again (it didn't seem to work the first time) is tv dot com and there is a thread called "gsr story".

Chapter Two

Sara waited the usual ten minutes after Grissom left her apartment, she used the time to clean up the breakfast dishes, and then she headed off to the lab as well. Just once, she wished they could drive into work together, it would be better for the environment and the budget, gas prices were way too high, but they didn't get here without having a system and sticking to the rules.

Rule One – no talking about anything related to their relationship at work. This included the lab, the police station, and any and all crime scenes. It was the most important rule, and most of the time the easiest to follow. Grissom had almost asked Sara to go home and get him a change of clothes after a particularly nasty crime scene with two decomposing bodies, but had managed to stop himself in time. Sara had almost made a remark about the plans she had already made for Grissom's birthday when Nick and Catherine started to make plans of their own. But, for the most part it was easy.

Rule Two – no intimate gestures, looks, or touches at work. It was related to Rule One, but you could say so much without even opening your mouth. These are investigators, scientists, and detectives that they worked with all the time. Sara had no problems with this, maybe because she had practiced hiding her feelings for Grissom from him and the rest of the world for years. Grissom on the other hand, he would either try too hard or not hard enough. In the beginning of their relationship he would have them working on different cases, not pairing them with each other for days. Then when they did work together he would avoid her eyes, be careful not to touch her in any way at all. Someone, usually Nick or Catherine, would start to ask what they hell they were fighting about this time, and Grissom would realize he was trying too hard. Then he would relax, and the next time he and Sara were on a case he would end up watching her move around the crime scene and he would admire her long legs and her gentle curves. He would catch her eye over the layout table, or a body at the morgue and give her a look. Next thing you know, someone, usually Greg or Warrick was asking what they had to do to get Grissom to be that nice to them for a change. He was getting the hang of it now, but every once in a while, he would get either the "stop fighting with her it's driving us all nuts" speech or the "stop treating her like she's made of glass and needs to be handled with kid gloves" speech.

Then there were the different systems they had developed so no one would question their actions outside of the lab. They always drove their own cars to every place they went. If they were meeting up, whether it was at one of their homes or at work, one person would leave first, and then the other would wait ten minutes. They rarely ate out together, unless it was someone quiet, dark, and secluded. They had talked about living together, but how would they explain the address change on the personal files? Sara chuckled as she pulled her car into the parking lot of the lab, one day they were going to have to do something about this, how long can you keep a relationship secret?

As Sara got out of her car, Greg appeared with a hot cup of coffee. "Thank you". Sara said as she breathed in the dark steamy goodness.

"For you, no problem." Greg smiled, "How else was I going to get out of bed, make myself presentable, and get here in twenty minutes so Grissom won't fire me without an excellent cup of coffee?"

Sara and Greg started to walk down the hallway towards the conference room.

"Sara?" Greg asked tentatively

"Yeah Greg?" Sara answered back, raising her eyebrows slightly

"Um, you look nice today, um, is that a new hairstyle or a new shirt?" Greg blurted out really quickly

Before Sara could figure out where Greg was coming from or even try to respond, they were sitting in their usual chairs in the conference room. Grissom gave the two of them his usual "why are the two of you always the last to arrive?" look, and as usual, Greg looked sheepish and Sara stared Grissom down until he looked away. He knew the reason she was always a few minutes behind him. But if he gave her preferential treatment someone was going to notice.

"Ok everyone, it's good it's a slow night, because we have one case." Grissom said as he looked at his team members. "A girl's body was found in the middle of the desert, and we have reason to believe it may be the body of Melissa Adams."

Catherine piped up. "Melissa Adams? Is this the same Melissa that went missing 4 days ago? The missing persons case that Warrick and I are investigating?"

Grissom replied, "It could be, we don't know. But I don't need to tell you that this is a priority. Catherine, you'll take lead, you and Warrick go out to the body and bring Greg with you. Nick, you and Sara are coming with me, we're going back to the Adams's house. Then we'll be there if we are able to make a positive identification."

Greg looked up from the table, "Um, am I missing something here? Why is this girl so special?"

Catherine told Greg in a very somber voice, "Melissa Adams is best friends with the daughter of Undersheriff McKeen, Elizabeth McKeen."

Warrick added to Catherine's statement by saying, "Lizzie and Lissa, which is what everyone called the two girls, were supposed to be studying for their SATs at Lissa's house, but it seems that the two girls left to go out for a study break. Lizzie is in the hospital, she was in a car accident, and she's unconscious. No one has seen Lissa in four days."