Title: Little Clues

Author: Urabadinfluence

Rating: T maybe turning into M later

Summary: It's the little clues that you should follow to see what is right in front of you. The night shift family compare notes on how they knew that Sara and Grissom were together.

A/N: I don't own much of anything. If I did, I would love to own CSI, but, I don't. I don't even know any of them. I would LOVE to know Billy Peterson though. But, of course, if I ever saw him, I would probably become a blundering idiot, tripping on every word in my mouth.

.A/N: I would like to take this opportunity to thank all of you for your reviews. I really appreciate them. I usually like to try to answer them all, but, I really couldn't right now, so please, consider yourself thanked, appreciated, and deeply cared for. Once again, thank you, and may you have peace and love in your life.

Yet another A/N: I sincerely hope that I did not offend anyone with the last chapter. I have NOTHING against anyone who lives a gay lifestyle. I do however, have something against people who stay in a relationship that they are unhappy with. If happiness is found with someone who is of the same sex, so be it. just because it is not my lifestyle, does not mean that I cannot accept it, or that I will mock it. My personal saying is: Find love, be faithful, be happy, be together.

Quietly, the night shift crew stalked the halls of Desert Palms Hospital. They had just finished a quick and quiet meal in the cafeteria, and looked forward to hearing Catherine's story about how she figured out that Sara and Grissom were seeing each other. They had tried to get the information out of her throughout dinner, but she happily withheld the story.

"No can do guys, I NEED to see Grissom squirm on this one. It doesn't happen very often that I get the one up on him."

Silently, the team of five opened the door of their co-worker Sara Sidle. Catherine was the first to enter the room, and the sight that greeted her literally took her breath away. Sitting upon Sara's bed was Grissom, with his back towards her, he did not see Catherine and the others enter the room, so he continued what he was doing. He sat, with his hip perched upon the bed and all of his weight rested on his right arm that was placed on the other side of Sara's hip. The position of her friend was not what surprised Catherine, but it was the gentleness that was used as Grissom used his left hand to gently stroke the side of Sara's face. She had seen Grissom work with bugs and evidence with gentle fingers, but never once had she witnessed him display tenderness to a human being that was alive. Moving slightly to the side of the bed, she witnessed something she thought she would never see wash over her best friends face, the look of complete love.

Clearing his throat, Brass spoke up, "Sorry to interrupt the love fest guys, but I really want to hear what Catherine has to say, and she refuses to tell anything until she can see you squirm Gil."

Opening her eyes, Sara gave Catherine a smirk and said, "I'd love to see that, give it your best shot Catherine."

With a twinkle in her eye, Catherine simply grinned at her elusive friends and settled herself into a chair while recalling the day that she suspected that Gil Grissom was no longer a lonely bachelor. Waiting for her friends to get into their seats, Catherine handed Grissom the coffee that she promised to get him from the cafeteria and whispered to him, "Better drink up now buddy, I don't want you to choke." As his eyes got large, Catherine started, "Do you remember when we had the case where the maniac boyfriend was hiding in the hills and decided to pick off family members as they went to church?" When she saw everyone nod in the affirmative, she continued, "Well, Gil and I had come back first, to start processing evidence. So, Gil and I were in a layout room, and his phone rang, I didn't think much of it until he excused himself and said he was going to take the call elsewhere. Right there, I knew it was a personal call, but I wasn't sure, so, you all know me, I waited a bit, and went on a search for Grissom. When I finally found him, he was speaking quietly, but I could still hear him as he ended his call. When I heard him say "OK honey, I will meet you at the townhouse at 11" I knew I had to investigate.

Raising their eyebrows, Sara and Grissom looked at each other with a bit of fear in their eyes.

"Ahh, neither of you know this story yet, huh? Just wait to hear what I have to say next."

Catherine continued, "well, everyone, did you know that if you want to go into Grissom's house, all you have to do is walk right in, he doesn't even lock the door?" The room broke out in laughter when they heard an "Oh shit" slip out of Grissom's mouth and saw Sara's eyes dart over to Grissom in terrified nervousness.

Grissom frantically searched his memory for that day, hoping that nothing too damning would come to mind. But, then it hit him. He remembered that day like it were yesterday...

Sara was off that day and had told him that she was going to stay home to get their laundry done. It had been a hard week, with no time for menial jobs such as laundry, eating, or sleeping, he recalled with a slight chuckle. Numerous doubles and even triples had given Grissom and Sara minimal time alone together, and what time was alone, was spent sleeping. When he heard his phone ring in the layout room, he quickly picked it up, hoping secretly, that it was Sara.

"Grissom."

"I had a few moments, and I needed to hear your voice."

"Oh, OK. What's up? Hold on, I am going to go to my office to take this call. OK, I am almost there, I needed to hear you too."

"What's wrong Gil, something wrong?"

"No, just tired. Can't wait to get home. Did you sleep well?"

"Yeah, too well. Now I have tons of energy."

Searching the hallway, he saw no one coming and replied, 'I bet I can do something about that for you."

Grissom remembered her reply, and even now, he could feel warmth coming up his face and spine as he thought of it.

"I bet you can big guy, and I really mean BIG. Why don't you let me help your mood. Go to your office and close the door." Grissom knew exactly what Sara was going to do. When he was away at a seminar last month, Sara had initiated phone sex, and from the sounds on the other side of the phone, she knew he enjoyed it.

Grissom could only grin wide and reply, "I bet you could do that, but not now. I have paperwork to do, and I have to meet Cath in her office in 15 minutes. I would rather spend that energy in person.'

Sara sighed, "OK Gil, I will just go on with the laundry here, then I have a few errands to run. Want to meet up somewhere after shift?"

"Well, I need to get some food and then sleep. Let's not go out anywhere."

"OK, I will be waiting for you." she replied in her most seductive tone.

Turning his back to the door, he ground out, "OK honey, I will meet you at the townhouse at 11." Thinking he heard something behind him, Grissom turned to see an empty door.

"I'll see you soon. I love you Gil."

"You too. See ya."

Blushing at the thought of what met him at home when he arrived there, Grissom turned his attention to the story that Catherine was telling.

"So, here I am standing at Grissom's townhouse door, and the door was open. I knocked." As chuckles and snickers filled the room, she defensively said, "Really I did knock." Quietly, almost in a whisper she added, 'Not very loud though. More like brushed my knuckles on the door."

"Anyways, I entered the townhouse, and there were clothes thrown all over the place, and not just men's clothing. At first I thought that the house had been broken into, and then I heard the noises." she chuckled.

All heads swiveled quickly as they heard a sharp intake of breath followed by an, "I KNEW I heard something out there." come out of Sara.

Catherine smirked and then continued, "I thought I had stepped into the jungle. All I heard were yells, moans, and shrieks. I'm telling you, I have never heard anything like it. Then I heard laughing, and I KNEW that laugh. I knew it was Sara. Well, I thought I had better get out of there, so I snuck out the door, and decided to play a bit of a trick on our friends here. I figured, I was pissed because they didn't tell me that they were seeing each other, so I could get them back a bit. So after I left the house, I sat outside a few minutes, you know, to let them finish. I mean, this IS Grissom that we are talking here, a few minutes is all he would take I figured." When Catherine heard a snort from Sara's direction, she stopped her story and added, "Anything you would like to add here Sara?"

Seeing that Grissom was mortified by this story that Catherine was telling, Sara decided to boost Grissom's ego a bit, and let their friends envy them for a bit. "Catherine, you have no idea how wrong you are." she replied with a shit eating grin on her face. All jaws dropped with exception of Grissom's as he just looked at Sara, flushed, and grinned.

Trying to get over the shock that Sara would divulge anything like that, Catherine stuttered, trying to continue. "Well, well, well, okay then. Ummm, any-who, I stayed outside the door for a bit, then rang the doorbell. I really had to bite my tongue when Gil came to the door in sweats and a t-shirt saying that he was just getting up. I swear those are the words he used, and it was so difficult to hold in any remark. Well, I told him I was going to grab some breakfast for us and then come back, and before he could say no, I turned and walked away."

To break the tension in the room, Brass snorted out, "Yeah Gil, she does that to me too, just invites herself over, barges in. That is Catherine for you."

Catherine gave Brass a look that said "shut up Jim." and went on with her story.

"So, when I got back to the townhouse with bagels and cream cheese, I told Gil to put on some coffee and we could visit. Now, I figured Sara was hidden away somewhere, so I started to snoop a bit, and found that all of the clothes had been picked up and the great room had been tidied up. So, I sat down on the couch waiting for the coffee and was talking to Gil and then someone knocked at the door. Well, I was pretty surprised when it was Sara, carrying some files. Gil acted like he had forgotten that they had planned to go over some old cases, and Sara came in and plopped herself down on the couch next to me. Well, if I hadn't heard what I had a little while before, I would have been convinced. They are pretty good actors. But, of course, they have had lots of experience hiding this."

Quietly, Sara just looked at her friends and said, "I really thought we had her fooled."

Catherine simply laughed and said, "Sara, obviously, you guys did have us fooled for a long time." Turning to Brass, Catherine chuckled out, "You should have seen the look on their faces when they went into the kitchen to get the coffee. Sara offered to get the coffee that Griss had brewing and Grissom tried to act like Sara didn't know where anything was, so they both disappeared into the kitchen. Well, when they did that, I bent over to tie my shoe, and I was surprised when I found a bra stuffed under the couch. So, I figured, have a bit more fun! Let's see them squirm. I took the bra over to the kitchen and presented it to Grissom. The poor man, all he could do was stutter. He shuffled so fast into his laundry room, threw it in there, and changed the subject. I figured I would let them off right there. But, that is it, that is how I knew, without a doubt that they were seeing each other."

Catherine looked around the room, looking at her friends that had slowly become her family. Pride had seeped through her as she looked at Nick, Greg, and even Sara. Shaking her head, Catherine could only say, "So Gil, how long has it been for you two?"

Grissom, very shyly, slid his hand into Sara's and looked around the room. He caught the eye of each of his friends and then turned to Sara, looking into her eyes not dropping her gaze, and responded, "Well, Catherine, it seems like you all have it figured out."

A chorus of "Oh come on" and ""Not really" filled the room. Sara simply stared into the eyes of her lover and got lost in the depths of his pools. If anyone would have been watching close enough, they would have possibly seen the slight nod that Sara gave to Grissom.

Each member of the night shift felt the earth shift as the room got deathly quiet as Grissom moved over to the bed and sat down next to Sara, never releasing her hand or her eye contact.

With a softness that none of them had ever seen, Grissom spoke, "You all have told your stories about how you knew about us. Now it is my turn, to tell you about how I knew about us." Reverently, Grissom kissed Sara on the forehead and whispered to her, "It is time my dear."

A/N: Almost done! Grissom's story next!!!