Too Bad

Disclaimer: CSI so not mine

Sara sat up in bed, looking at the clock.

"Gil, get up! We're going to be late!" Sara jumped out of bed and began to get dressed.

"Sara-," Grissom mubled from the pillow.

"No, C'mon get dressed!'

"Sara-,"

"Did you turn off the alarm? how many times have I told you not to do that-."

Grissom shut her up by turning over and grabbing her off the side of the bed and bringing her head up to his. He kissed her lightly before trapping her in his arms.

"What are you doing? Let me go,we're going to by late!"

"Sara," Grissom whispered in her ear, "we have off today, it's Wednesday."

"No, today is Tuesday, tomorrow we have off," Sara continued to struggle for her freedom.

"Sara, count off the days, today is Wednesday."

Sara silently counted in her head before she stopped struggling.

"You're right I'm sorry," She leaned down and kissed him.

"Do I get a prize?"

"You get to see me take my clothes off," Sara sis an exhasperated wink, making him laugh.

Sara straddled him and took her shirt and pants off, as well as her shoes and socks before slipping back under the covers.

"You were going to go to work without putting on a bra?"

"Desperate times call for desperate measures," She smiled and kissed him. He broke it off for breath and looked at her.

"As much as I like the only in a thong Sara, we have to get dressed, I have a suprise."

"I like suprises," Sara whispered in his ear before licking it.

"Well I have to take a shower first."

"Can I come?" Sara said hopefully.

"I don't know, it could be dangerous."

"What's wrong, you've never gotten clean and dirty at the same time?"

Grissom stared at Sara as she got out form under the covers and came over to were he was standing. She gave him a mindblowing kiss with her chest pressed to his so that he could feel her hard nipples before leading him towards the bathroom, not even breaking off the kiss.

Grissom's hands moved to her thighs and picked her up, placing her on the counter. He turned to turn on the shower. While he was doing this, Sara had jumped off the counter and shimmied out of the little material she was wearing. With his back still to him as he tested the water, Sara moved behind him and hugged him from behind, kissing his neck and rubbing slightly against him. ++++++++

Catherine swore. Grissom was needed, and wouldn't pick up his phone. She knew it was his day off, but come on, the guy was probably at home polishing his bugs. The drive over was short from the lab. Pulling up, she was surprised to see both Grissom's and another car in the driveway.

She went up to the door and knocked. She turned the knob and found it open. As she stepped in, she heard the shower going. She took in the room, which had distinc touches of female spread about.

Okay, she didn't care what he was doing, she had to know what was going on.

Walking over to the bathroom door she slammed on it three times before yelling,"Okay, Gil, who is she, and why didn't you tell anyone, expecially me!"

Sara looked at Grissom with wide eyes, he had her pinned against the tile, and had been leading up to the best part of their shower.

"Is that Catherine?" She whispered into his ear.

"I think so, but how did she get in?" He whispered back.

Outside, Catherine was growing impatient, "Gil, you tell me right know, or else I will go through everything and figure it out myself!"

"Catherine, stop, get out of my house, it's my day off," He yelled from the shower.

"That's not the right answer, and you better be covered up or in the shower already, because I'm coming in!" With that the knob turned, and Grissom thanked the world that he had not gotten the glass door like Catherine had suggested.

Catherine saw the underware on the floor. "Gil Grissom, is she in that shower with you, and you won't even tell me who she is.

Grissom stuck his head out of the shower,"Hello Catherine, how great of you to stop by and go through my personal life like this, but I'm in the shower right now, and no she is not in here with me."

He stuck his head back into the shower, thinking that his mask of anger had shadowed his lie.

"You were always such a bad lier. She is in there! You better tell me who she is before I rip down this curtain!"

"Catherine, GET OUT!"

Yet, Catherine was unfazed. "Fine, but you brought it onto yourself!" With that she whipped away the curtain, revealing Grissom's butt, and a sheltered bruennete, who kept her head down, and was otherwise shealded by Grissom. He whipped around, still not revealing the identity of the woman, and pulled the curtain closed.

"Catherine you have overstayed your unrequested presence. Leave now."

"Okay, but tomorrow night you have better tell me who you have in there!"

Cathrine left the house, slaming the door behind her.

Grissom lifted Sara's head, and saw her giggling with one of her biggest smiles. This made him smile and he kissed her gently.

"Was that you're suprise?" Sara whispered into his ear as she wrapped her arms around his neck.