I Do Not Own CSI
"Hey Griss," Greg said as Grissom opened the door, keeping the dog back by his collar.
"Hey Greg, come on in."
"I still can't believe this place, it's huge!"
"I know. It has lots of space for our ever expanding family."
"You got that right. So, where's Sara?"
"Ah yes, your movie buddy for the night. She's upstairs already cuddled in bed. She's just waiting on you to join her." Gil shook his head.
"I never thought I would be telling another man to join my wife in bed."
"Don't worry, Griss. In no way will I take advantage of your wife."
"Good to know, Greg."
"Much," he snickered out, getting an eyebrow raise from Grissom.
"Joking!"
"Good."
"Is your mom coming tonight, too?"
"I'm afraid she cancelled. One of her girlfriends from L.A. decided to take a trip to Vegas. So now she's taking her to the casinos to see if they can win some money."
"Where else would they go but to a casino?"
"Greg, you do not know my mother much at all. And I wish I could un-know some of the things Sara told me," Gil said, leading the man with the bag of movies up to his wife.
"Like what? I'm always up for a juicy story."
"How about I let Sara tell you? She'll put in much more enthusiasm. And I would much rather not get the visual."
"Visual to what? Hey Greg."
"Hey buddy," Greg said, making himself at home and stretching out on the king size bed beside Sara.
"Nice bed, very comfortable," Greg said with a bounce.
"Glad you like, what don't you want the visual of, Gil," Sara asked.
"My mom and your bachelorette party," he said, causing Sara to snort.
"What a night that was before we met up with you guys!"
"Ok, give me the details! I'm curious now."
"Well, the night started out with Catherine and me picking up some of the people tagging along."
"And that's my queue to go. I'll see you in the morning," Gil said, leaning over to give Sara a kiss goodbye.
"Be safe, I love you."
"Love you, too. Greg, take care of her."
"Will do bossman, have a good night," he said, waving Grissom out of the room as Bruno jumped on the foot of the bed.
"So, continue on with the story."
"We ended up at Chip and Dales where, for the whole night, Marie sat at the center stage and hooted and hollered at all the men. She was even stuffing money into their g-strings. She went as far as slapping a waiter's butt. He had backless chaps on, too!"
"No way! Sweet, innocent old Marie Grissom?"
"Get a few drinks into her and some half naked men around and she's not so innocent," Sara said, grabbing the movie bag.
"So, what do we got to watch?"
"Ah, romantic comedies. Adam Sandler in the 'Wedding Singer', Ben Stiller in 'There's Something about Mary', and lastly a classic, Meg Ryan in 'When Harry Met Sally'."
"I haven't seen the first two yet, and it's been ages since I've seen 'When Harry met Sally', so it's your choice Greg. You're the guest in my bed, you pick."
"Let's go with the 'Wedding Singer'."
"Sara, why are you crying," Greg asked as Adam Sandler sang to Drew Barrymore.
"Because it's so sweet."
I wanna make you smile whenever you're sad
Carry you around when your arthritis is bad
All I wanna do is grow old with you
I'll get your medicine when your tummy aches
Build you a fire if the furnace breaks
Oh it could be so nice, growing old with you
I'll miss you
I'll kiss you
Give you my coat when you are cold
I'll need you
I'll feed you
Even let ya hold the remote control
So let me do the dishes in our kitchen sink
Put you to bed if you've had too much to drink
I could be the man who grows old with you
I wanna grow old with you
"Greg, how does that song not make you want to cry," Sara asked.
"It turned me to mush."
"So I see. I dunno, I think it's a guy thing. It's a sweet song and all, I just don't feel the need to cry. Laugh, yes. Watching Billy Idol try to act is very funny and I like how the whole plane ganged up on her fiancé."
"Well, how about a pee break and a refresh on our drinks and snacks before we start the next one?"
"Sounds like a plan," Greg said, watching as Sara basically rolled off the bed and onto her feet.
"Can we watch 'When Harry met Sally' next," Sara asked.
"Why not," Greg said, pressing play on the DVD.
"This is a classic, always makes me laugh."
"And it shows that single men and women can't just be friends."
"I beg to differ, we're friends."
"You're married and off limits."
"What about Catherine?"
"Have you not noticed the underlying tension between her and Warrick? She's basically been called for."
"Mandy?"
"She and Nick have this weird flirtation thing going on. She makes him sing 'Oh Mandy' for prints sometimes."
"I miss the lab. Ok, what about Wendy," Sara asked as Greg blushed.
"Do I sense that you have a bit of a crush, Greg?"
"Hodges and I both have a bit of a crush. But see, this just goes to show that it's hard for men and women to be just friends. One or the other is usually attracted."
"Fair enough. Ok, back to the movie."
"Oh God, Oh yes, Oh yes, give it to me, more, more," Meg Ryan's voice echoed throughout the room as she faked her orgasm in a full restaurant. One of the customers said, "I'll have what's she's having," causing both Sara and Greg to laugh.
"Have you ever done that, Sara?"
"What, have an orgasm in the middle of a restaurant? No."
"No, faked one."
"What woman hasn't?"
"Grissman not giving you what you need," Greg laughed out
"Oh god, Greg, I have never in all the time I have been with Gil ever had to fake it. It is always real and earth shattering."
"But you just said…"
"You do realize I have been with a few other people besides Gil, right?"
"Fair enough."
"And you had to fake it with the other guys?"
"One guy, yes. He was nice to look at with a nice body, but in bed he was all about himself if you know what I mean. I thought it would change so I stuck around for a bit. But once I realized he was never going to change, even after I brought changing the sex up a bit, I split."
"Ouch!"
"We were better off separated anyway. What about you, have you ever had a girl fake it?"
"I don't think so, at least I hope not. There has never been any complaints on my end, but just look at that movie, I could be way off base."
"Knowing you, Greg, I doubt that."
"Thanks, Sara."
"Honey, Greg, I'm home," Gil said to a very quiet house. After letting Bruno out back so the dog could relieve himself, Gil made his way upstairs to his bedroom. There he found Greg face down sprawled out on the bed and Sara on her side with her back facing Greg, both sleeping soundly. Coming over to his wife, Gil brushed the tendrils of hair out of her face causing her eyes to flutter.
"Hey"
"Good morning."
"What time is it?"
"Nine, it's early."
"We didn't go to bed until four last night."
"Then go back to sleep," Gil said, placing a kiss on Sara's lips as Greg moaned and opened his eyes as he sat up.
"Is it morning already?"
"Afraid so, Greg."
"I'm wiped," Greg said, getting up.
"I'll get out of your hair, let you catch some shut eye."
"Thanks, Greg, for the movie night," Sara mumbled still half asleep.
"It was my pleasure Sara. Griss, I'll see you at work later."
"I'll walk you out, Greg," Gil said as the two made their way to the front door.
"Thanks for coming over last night, Greg."
"It was actually a lot of fun, although Sara can cry at the drop of a dime."
"I know. I've had to sit through a few movies with her myself."
"Did she ask you why you didn't cry?"
"Yes. I told her it was because I was a man."
"That's what I said, too. Bye, Griss."
"Bye, Greg," Gil said, waving. He went to the back door to let Bruno in then made his way back up to his wife who was now sound asleep again. After going to the bathroom, and stripping to his boxers, Gil made his way back to his bed. He pulled the covers back and spooned his chest up against Sara's back.
"Love you," Sara mumbled out.
"I love you too, honey," Gil replied as he placed his hand on Sara's ever growing abdomen.
TBC
Don't ya just love Greggo, lol
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Katie