Disclaimer: Still the same. I don't own anything to do with CSI. Also I do not own A Christmas Story.

A/N: Thank you to those who left me a review. Sorry for the delay but you know how things can get busy around the holidays. As always this story is not beta'd so any and all mistakes are mine. Thank you for reading.

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Chapter 3

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"Hey Greg, look what my Secret Sa…"

"Hey Sara, check it out." Greg interrupted Sara.

In the middle of the table sat another small box, a little bigger than the last, with the same wrapping paper and ribbon. Instantly she knew it must be for her but she read the tag just the same.

To: Sara

For those chilly nights.

From: Your Secret Santa

"Two gifts in one night?" Sara pondered, opening the present.

"Maybe your Secret Santa wanted to catch you off guard?"

And that he or she did.

"Oh my goodness…it's beautiful."

"Hey Sara, whatcha got there?" asked Catherine coming in for a cup of coffee.

Sara held it up for her and Greg to see.

"Wow, that's beautiful." Cath commented.

"From my Secret Santa"

In Sara's hands was a hand-knitted striped scarf made up of shades of green from light to dark. On one end were a Westie, Golden Retriever, and Boxer knitted into the scarf. At the other end were an Orange Tabby, Siamese, and Ragdoll.

"Wow, this is really soft and warm." Greg noted as he rubbed the material between his fingers.

"Well, I gotta get back to work. Reports don't write themselves. See you guys later." With that Catherine took her coffee and headed for her office.

"Boy whoever is your Secret Santa, I wish they had pulled my name. I could use a new scarf. Mine is fraying."

"Greg, you could use everything." Sara laughed.

If Greg was her Secret Santa he just did a good job of acting. Catherine gave no sign to Sara as to whether she was 'Santa' or not.

"Hey, that boxer looks kind of like Bruno doesn't it?"

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2 Days Later…

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Gil and Sara sat at the lights, waiting for it to turn green.

"I can't believe tomorrow night is Christmas Eve."

"I can't believe you're giving your students a pop quiz on the last day of class before break."

"Muwahahahahahaha" Grissom imitated an evil laugh as he smirked at Sara.

Sara shook her head in a 'what am I going to do with you' manner and gazed back out the window. Ten minutes later they pulled into the lab parking lot.

"I'll be back after class to help with any cases and then why don't we invite the gang out to breakfast?"

"Sounds good. Now take it easy on your class tonight will ya? If you do I'll let ya open a 'present' early when we get home." Sara playfully batted her eyelashes at her husband.

"ANY 'present' I want?" Gil asked slyly.

"ANY 'present' you want." Sara smiled slyly back.

"OK then I want to open that long rectangular shaped one with the candy cane wrapping paper leaning against the corner behind the tree. I'm still hoping for an Official Red Ryder carbine action two-hundred-shot range model air rifle and I think that could be the one!" Grissom sputtered quickly. "OWW"

"You'll shoot your eye out." Sara playfully smacked Gil in the arm, smiling, "I'll see you later." Sara stepped out of the SUV.

"Hey wait."

Sara turned back around.

"What?"

Grissom reached into his front jacket pocket and pulled out a sprig of mistletoe. He held it up above the armrest between the front seats. "Aren't you forgetting something?"

Sara smiled as she leaned back into the Denali and tenderly kissed her husband on the lips. "See ya in a bit."

"Hey Sara, got a sec.? I want to show you some new pictures of my grandson." Asked the front desk secretary. Sara peeked at her watch. She had time.

"Sure Marie."


"Evening Sara."

"Evening Judy." Sara greeted the crime lab secretary as she headed for the locker room. Sara removed her jacket and opened her locker door. Hanging from the top shelf by tape was an envelope.

To: Sara

Some of the best gifts are the ones you can't see.

From: Your Secret Santa

Curious by the message, Sara opened the envelope. Inside was an index sized card.

A monetary gift donation has been made in your name to the Best Friends Animal Society. Merry Christmas and Happy New Year.

Sara smiled sadly at the card. It was a sweet gift but what made her a little sad was she had to admit she was hoping Gil was her Secret Santa and this proved to her that it couldn't possibly be him. They had been together all day the day before between home and working a case at the lab, and then today they had been together all day till just moments ago. There was no way he could have found time to get to her locker and deliver the envelope.

Who was her Secret Santa?

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TBC…

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A/N: Of course we all know Grissom IS her Secret Santa. Any guesses how he could have done it? Thanks for reading and please leave me a review. End of story coming up soon.

~Neelloc12~