Honeymoon?
Chapter 13- Chicken!
A/N: I would like to thank redsox55 for the camping scene. They gave me the idea!
(Present day, Wednesday)
Gil rolled over and found that his wife was no longer lying. He sat up and looked around the room and saw the light to the master bathroom was on. He stretched from his position on the bad then stood up with a yawn. Making his way into the bathroom he met his wife as she was towel drying her hair. She was fashioned her pink, silk robe. "What has you up so early?" He gave her cheek a kiss and met her gaze in the mirror.
"I'm excited. I could go back to sleep so I figured I would get ready for work early and maybe make breakfast." She put the towel down and turned to face him.
"Why are you excited?"
"It's our last shift before we go on our honeymoon." She kissed him, lightly letting their lips touch. "Are you hungry?"
"Starving," he replied, getting a small smile from Sara. He walked forward and wrapped his arms around her waist and she wrapped hers around his neck. He gave her a much more passionate kiss. She pulled back reluctantly, knowing that they didn't have time for this then get ready again.
"You take a shower and I will fix breakfast." She gave his nose a kiss. "Do you want anything special?"
"No, just the normal eggs and caviar," he smiled and she returned it.
"Good, chocolate pancakes it is." Sara unwrapped herself from her husband.
"Sounds delicious."
"It will be ready by the time you are dressed." He gave her one more kiss before taking his hands out from around her waist. They smiled at each other briefly before she disappeared out of the bathroom.
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"Sara come on! Stop being such a Grissom!" Greg shouted from the water.
"Well, I can't help it. I married a Gil so I am now, a Grissom!" She shouted back.
"Come on, Sara. Get in the water! It's the last day!" Nick yelled when he popped his head out from under the water.
"It's nine in the morning and you want me to go swimming?! No thank you!" Sara picked her book up and laid back in her chair.
"Even I'm in the water!" Brass shouted.
"Get over it! I am not going in! And no one can make me!"
"I'm sure Mr. Grissom could!" Greg bellowed back at her.
"To bad he is asleep! Even if he was awake, I don't feel like going in the water! It is too cold out!"
"Would you like to bet?" Grissom asked from behind her giving her a scare.
"Gil…" She warned.
"Don't worry, I have my clothes on." Gil took his shirt off and laid it on the clothes line. "Now you have to worry."
She tried to get off the chair but was too late. He picked her up and ran towards the water. "Grissom!" Sara smacked his arms trying make him drop her. Gil was just in the water when he threw her in the air and she landed in the water.
She came up from the water and was ready to chase him but Nick came up behind her and picked her up. "Nicholas Stokes! Put me down!"
Nick turned and saw Jim in the water. "Hey, Jim! Heads up!" He tossed Sara in the air and Brass caught her barley letting her touch the water.
"Nice one, Nicky!" He turned around with Sara thrashing in his arms. "Greg, catch.
Greg caught her, letting her hit the water as he did. He was smaller than the other guys but still managed to get a hold of her. "Look what I caught!" He turned around.
"Greg! Put me down!"
"Warr! Incoming!" He tossed her in the air and Warrick dove to get her. They went under the water and when they came up Warrick held Sara above his head. Struggling like a fish out of water Sara managed to get loose and fell into the water only to be caught by Gil.
"Gil, let me go!" She struggled against his strong arms. She stopped moving and turned around in his grasp. She put on her puppy face, "Please, baby." He hoisted her on his shoulders.
"Chicken!" Warrick called grabbing Catherine and tossing her on his shoulders.
Greg, Nick, and Brass looked at each other. "No thanks." Brass swam away.
"Come on. No way." Nick said.
"Nick, let's go beat there asses!" Nick rolled his eyes and helped Greg onto his shoulders.
"Look at Sanders!" Warrick laughed and nearly dropped Catherine.
"Hey! You are not supposed to drop me!" Catherine grabbed onto his neck to stay put.
"Sorry."
"Ok, here are the rules." Brass cut in. "To win you have to be the last one up. The losers will fight and the one who wins that gets second place."
"Ok, why don't we make it more interesting?" Warrick asked.
"What do you mean?" Gil asked.
"The losers have to drive home." Greg piped up.
"Ya, ok." They all agreed.
"Ok, so, go!" Brass yelled.
Nick and Greg made their way over to Catherine and Warrick. Greg and Catherine grabbed hands and started to push. "You are going down." Greg yelled and pushed Catherine off of Warrick. "Ok, now you, Grissom!" They made their way over to Sara and started pushing.
"Hold on Gil." Sara told him and he did. He never let go. Greg managed to push both Grissom's over and into the water. Still Gil didn't let go. They came up out of the water.
"I didn't let go." Gil said shyly.
"I know, you did good," She kissed his cheek. "Ok, we have to get Catherine now."
"Get up here, honey." She jumped back on his shoulders.
"Ok, now, whoever loses this match has the pleasure of driving us all home." Brass informed everyone again.
"Let's go, Gil."
"Come on, Warrick."
They headed off towards each other. They wrestled with each other as everyone cheered. Greg swam over to Grissom and tickled him under his arms. "Greg!" He yelled.
"Gil, hold still!" Sara yelled.
"I can't." Finally she came crashing down as Gil let her slip out of his grasp. "Greg!" Gil started to swim after the retreating Greg Sanders. Sara grabbed him from behind so he could escape.
"Gil, let him go." Warrick and Catherine were cheering and got out of the water to join Greg. "It's ok." She kissed him passionately.
"I'm sorry, Sara."
"It's not your fault. We can get Greg later. For now, come here." She kissed him again and stopped when they were being splashed by everyone. "Greg, why did you make us lose?"
"Because you two were the only ones who didn't drive on the way up, that and Grissom stole my woman."
"Greg, shut up, I was never, and will never, be your woman!" She jumped away from Gil and onto Greg and brought him down under the water.
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(Present day, Wednesday, one hour later)
Gil walked into the kitchen to see the table set. Sara made her way to the table and Gil smiled when he realized she let her hair curl naturally. "I love your hair."
"Thanks, I did it for you." Sara laid the pancakes on the table.
"You know me too well." They sat down together and Gil placed her hands in his on top of the table. "I love you."
"I love you, too. And I can't wait for our honeymoon." They smiled at one another before stacking their plates with pancakes and chowing down.