Geek to Chic

Rating: It's safe.

Disclaimer: I don't own Greg or Sara or Catherine or Gil... need me to keep going?

Summary: Greg Sanders, geeks of all geeks, desperately needs help getting someone's attention at the lab.

A/N: Chapter three? Yes. Chapter three for all the loyal readers. I'm so happy you guys like it. I didn't think many people would like the way I wrote this story, but I guess I'm being proved wrong. Once again, thank you so much!

---- Sara and Greg's crime scene ----

They both stood in front of the store and stared at the shattered glass and broken windows.

"Well Greg, welcome to your first crime scene."

"It may be my first, but certainly not my last." She smiled at him and met up with Brass across the tape. He went to stop Greg from crossing, but Sara shook her head.

"He's with me. This is Greg Sanders; our new DNA technician."

"Greg? Hi. I'm Jim Brass. Welcome to the Las Vegas Crime Lab."

"Pleasure."

"So... what brings you to the back streets of Vegas? Shouldn't you be back at the lab running tests?"

"Mr. Grissom thought it would be a good idea if I experienced a little field work before I started working, sir."

"Oh. No need to call me 'sir'. Brass will work fine." Sara walked back up to them after studying the outside of the shop and put down her field kit.

"So what happened here?" He smiled at them both and shrugged.

"I don't know. You're the CSI and CSI in training. Figure it out."

About an hour and a half later, they still weren't done processing the scene. Greg stood back most of the time and watched as she dusted for finger prints and took swabs of blood and other evidence she found at the scene. She looked back and noticed he was getting extremely bored.

"Greg? You can head back to the lab if you want. I'll be at least another hour, maybe."

"Huh? Oh. No. I promised I would come out here and learn as much as I could."

"Well you looked bored out of your mind. Besides, there's nothing else to do but bag all the evidence we found and bring it back to the lab."

"Well let me help bag some stuff. It's the least I could do."

"The least you could do? Greg... I'm probably the easiest person around here to get along with. Besides, Nick, Warrick, Gil, and Catherine..."

"You just named your whole team." She laughed and nodded her head.

"You never miss anything, do you?"

"Well I was trained and taught not to, so it's kinda hard to miss..." She laughed again.

"Alright. Let's see how well you are at bagging evidence, Mr. Genius." He slowly walked up to her and looked down at all the evidence she had collected.

"Are you sure Mr. Grissom won't have a problem with this?"

"Okay. Little tips for when you're apart of this team. Rule one, we call our Supervisor 'Grissom,' just Grissom. Rule two, anything you do to help the Nightshift, Griss will adore you."

---- Back at the lab ----

"People! Settle down!" Back in Grissom's office, Catherine took her normal place on his lap with Nick and Warrick in the seats in front of them.

"No! I want them to go out on a nice little, romantic date... and then take a walk under the stars!"

"That would be cute, but this would be even better... Walking along the beach, at night... right after watching a very romantic movie. Sitting down on the dry sand and... doing whatever you please."

"Just because you and Griss did that on your dates does not mean we have to go with that!"

"Yeah! And where in the heck would they go in Nevada that has a beach?"

"Oh. Yeah... I forgot about that." They all nodded. "Well we can always get them a flight to Florida or something." Nick and Warrick laughed.

"Okay, Catherine. If you and prince charming over there have enough money for that... be our guest."

"Alright! It's settled!" She went to pick up the phone, but Gil caught her hands and forced the phone down. He gave her a crazed look and shook his head.

"We're saving for our vacation, incase you forgot." She blushed.

"Okay. Well how's this... we get them to see a movie." Catherine went to speak up, but Warrick held up his hand and pointed to her. "AND... let Catherine choose which movie they see." She snuggled back into Gil's chest and nodded in agreement. "After, they go to a nice dinner. Chosen by Nick, of course. Then... they can do whatever they please."

"It's genius!"

"Hey! I'm the one that suggested the romantic movie!" Gil moaned and put his hand over her mouth. Nick and Warrick gave each other weird looks and stared at Gil. He waved his hand and smirked.

"Go on..."

"Ah. Right. So, I'm hoping maybe we can get them out with each other by... Friday?"

"Mmmm mmm?" They all looked back at Catherine and gave her a weird look. Suddenly, Gil let go of her mouth and looked down at his hand in disgust. He wiped the spit on his shirt and tightened his hold around her waist. "Friday?"

"Yeah. Friday."

A/N: Haha. Don'tcha just love Catherine and her retardness:D LOL. Well yeah. 'Friday' is the big day... or is it:D