I Do Not Own CSI

"Ok guys, one case tonight," Jim said, coming into the room.

"Last night as grave supervisor, how do you feel, Jim," Warrick asked.

"After we get to this case, I can guarantee I will feel so much better."

"What do we got, Jim," Sara asked.

"Something for all of us to go to, I want everyone on it."

"And 'IT' would be," Grissom asked.

"Oh, I am not going to ruin the surprise, you'll see once we get to the scene. So get your kits and we'll meet at the cars," Jim said in the doorway.

"Oh and guys," Jim said, referring to Nick, Warrick and Greg.

"Yeah"

"Anyone out on your 'who can hold out the longest' bet?"

"No, it's been five days, we're all still here, why," Nick asked.

"No reason," Jim said, whistling down the hall with a smile.

"You've got to be kidding me," Catherine said as they all got out of the two Denali's.

"Afraid not, we have two DB's inside, male and female," Jim said with a smirk as the team all stood outside one of Vegas' biggest sex shops.

"Really," Grissom asked.

"Yeah and according to what I got from the detective on the way over here, the female is a hooker," he said as they walked into the large store to find two very naked DB's on the floor, bullet holes in their heads.

"Ok, Gil and I will take the bodies. Catherine, Sara, I want you two on the left side of the store. Nick, Greg, you take the right. Warrick, you get outside, although it doesn't look like it was forced entry, but check."

"You got it," Warrick said as they all went to their respective sides.

"Blow up dolls," Greg muttered, looking at the wide variety of dolls.

"And male enhancement products."

"In need of a boost, Nick," Greg teased.

"No, I am fully equipped, Greg, nothing wrong in that department. You in need of a blow up friend?"

"Nah, there's better things out there."

"12 inches, who would use one that's 12 inches," Sara wondered as she scanned the items in front of her.

"Well, these are always fun," Catherine said, holding up a pair of hot pink fuzzy hand cuffs making Sara blush and nod.

"Oh, come on tell, how hot was it?"

"How hot was what?"

"Oh, don't play that, Sara, you and Gil with the handcuffs. I know when I had the pleasure of being in them the experience was hot, and by the blush and smile that you are trying to cover I can already tell it was that good."

"It was better," She said, turning back to the displays in front of her.

"Hey Catherine, want to have some fun with the boys?"

"Which ones, the ones with the bet going or all of the men here?"

"Every one of them."

"I'm all for it, what do you have in mind," she said as the door dinged signalling Warrick coming in.

"Well I was thinking….," she said as her and Catherine huddled closer to talk about putting a plan into action.

"I've got bullet casings over here," Warrick said as he helped Grissom and Jim process around the bodies.

"What's it look like," Brass asked.

"A .22, Bobby will have to confirm, though."

"Hey Catherine," was heard in the background.

"Yeah"

"You ever use these," Sara asked, holding up a pair of nipple clamps as the whole room tuned into their conversation.

"On me no, on someone else, yes."

"And"

"It's something that I'm not really into but, hey, whatever floats your boat right, what about you?"

"Nope, not really interested, plus my nipples are way to sensitive right now," she said, trying to hold back a laugh as Gil turned his head down and blushed and all the guy's attention was suddenly focused on them.

"You know, this stuff is always interesting, though," Sara said, looking at Catherine.

"Ah the karma sutra, very good reference book when you want to spice up the love life."

"Mmmhm," Sara agreed, flipping through the book.

"Wow!" Sara said getting everyones attention

"What?"

"You know, I'm pretty flexible but even I don't think I can get into that position," she said, holding the book sideways.

"Let's see," Catherine said.

"I think you just have to, no wait," she said, turning the book the other way.

"Ah, now that looks like fun," Sara said as the picture was turned right sided.

"I need a man."

"Ah ladies, if you don't mind we have a case to get to," Jim coughed finally butting in.

"Sorry Jim, we didn't mean to make things harder around here," Catherine snickered out.

"So let me get this straight," Greg said eight hours later.

"The hooker's pimp killed them both because the hooker wanted to go solo and keep all the money for herself and the other guy was just collateral damage."

"The male victim was the female vic's biggest customer. If the pimp lost him he was losing some big money," Sara interjected.

"And the male vic owned the sex shop," Nick clarified.

"Well that solves that" Sara said

"Ok guys, case closed, go home and get some sleep and I'll see you later," Jim said.

"Hold it, Jim," Catherine said, catching him before he walked out the door.

"A toast," Grissom said, handing out glasses of champagne and orange juice to Sara.

"We couldn't have had a better supervisor for the last eight years, and we all wish you the best with heading the homicide department."

"Same goes to you, Gil. Have fun with this bunch."

"Well, he already gets to have fun with Sara. You can see the evidence of said fun," Warrick snickered out.

"Speaking of fun," Gil said.

"We're out of here, bye guys," Sara said as the two left with a wave.

"I really need a man," Catherine muttered as she waved her goodbye.

"Hello," James mumbled out picking up the phone

"Hey James, where are you," Sara asked as she and Gil drove home.

"I just got up, why?"

"Do you think you can get out of the house in fifteen minutes?"

"If I skipped my shower I guess, why?"

"Tough case, Gil and I need some alone time."

"I hear you. Yeah, I'll be gone I just have to get dressed."

"Thanks, James."

"Anytime, Sara," he said, hanging up.

"He'll be gone?"

"Yes," Sara said, squeezing Gil's thigh.

"Get home faster," she said seductively as Gil pressed the gas peddle harder.

The only sound coming from the quiet house was heavy breathing as Sara and Gil tried to catch their breath from the floor in the hallway leading to their bedroom.

"We… didn't…even…make…it…to…the…bed," Sara said, making Gil chuckle.

"We…only…managed…to…get…half..of…our..clothes…off..too."

The Next Day

"I'm out," Nick said, slapping his hundred on the table.

"Me, too," Warrick said, adding his money.

"No way, I won! I beat the both of you," Greg asked.

"Hand over the money, Catherine," Sara said, holding out her hand.

"You bet on us," Warrick asked.

"Yep, Catherine said you would hold out the longest and I figured it would be Greg."

"Why Greg," Nick asked.

"Hey!"

"Sorry Greg, but why, Sara?"

"Never count out the underdog, Nick. Now hand over the money, Catherine."

TBC

And the winner is.... Greg, lol. i know everyone wanted nick to win but can't you see greg trying his hardest to hold out just to win, lol

i hope you enjoyed the chapter! and thanks for every single review!

Katie