Finally, they ski!
CHAPTER 7
"C'mon everybody! What's takin' so long! Get up, it's finally slope time." Greg yelled to everyone. Nick and Warrick sat on the couch watching tv, munching on more snacks and fully dressed for some serious snow.
Upstairs Catherine was putting the final touches on her makeup, and Sara was getting on her ski pants.
Grissom, on the other hand, did not plan to ski, and instead grabbed his glasses and a book.
On his way down the stairs he peeked into Sara's room to find her looking absolutely adorable trying to get her ski pants on.
"Sara," he said, causing Sara to look up, and fall off her pirch on the corner of the bed and do a faceplant into the floor.
Grissom quickly helped her up.
"What was that for?!"
"I didn't do anything, I just said 'Sara'."
"Which caused me to look up and fall on me face," Sara complained, holding her nose.
"I'm sorry, is there anything I can do to help?" The corner of his mouth twitched slightly into a smile.
Looking behind him, Sara saw that the door was half closed and Catherine had vacated the bathroom to go downstairs before throwing her arms around Grissom's neck and planting a kiss firmely on his lips. Grissom was in shock, and after a while pulled back to look into her eyes.
"What started this?" he asked, smiling.
"You asked what you could do to help, didn't you?"
"I beleive I did, but I was thinking more along the lines of helping you get your pants on."
"Oh, okay," Sara released him, and move to pull on her pants again.
"Hold on," Grissom said, turning her away from him, and grabbing the pants, effectively having Sara's back pushing against him.
He gave a trial pull bafore asking, "Sara, how old are these pants?"
"Mmmmm, I'd say about college."
"You know that we could have gone out and gotten you another pair?"
"I distintly remember trying to ask you to go to the store, but ending up somewhere else."
Grissom's cheeks slightly reddened as her recalled asking Sara if she knew her pant size to get the new ski pants. When she answered no, he had told her to take off her pants so that they could check, and how things had gone since that moment.
That had shut Grissom up, as he continued to try to get Sara's pants on.
Downstairs Catherine had joined Warrick and Nick, along with Greg, and were eating all the junk food they had bought for the trip.
"Wonder what's taking them so long," Catherine commented.
"I could come up with a few ideas," Greg mumbled under his breath, which didn't go unnoticed but Catherine.
"What was that Greg?"
"Nothing, you just ate the last cheeze doodle."
Catherine narrowed her eyes at Greg, who went back to his bag of chips.
"So, sci or snowboard, everybody?" Nick asked, changing the topic.
"Snowboard all the way," Warrick pronounced.
"Here here!" Said Greg, budding fists with Warrick.
"I'm going to sci. I once took Lindsay sciing, and she persuaded me into snowboarding with her. I think I was on the ground more than I was doing anything else."
"What about you Nick?" Greg asked.
"I know how to do both, but if you guys are boarding, I guess I'll do that."
Just then they heard Sara yelling "What did you do?!"
A few seconds later a very unhappy team member trodded down the stairs, followed by a apologenic looking boss, who carried what used to be a snowsuit.
"We have to make a quick stop first," he announced to the group.