Sorry for the late update guys, and thanks for being patient with me.

Disclaimer: Sorry guys, still don't own them.

Shoes and Frolfing

Greg just gave them a huge smiled and headed out of the door. The rest of them were a little reluctant to follow but decided something new might be fun. It was certainly going to be interesting if Greg was into it.

Half an hour later they arrived at what looked like an overgrown golf course. Their curiosities peaked they all began to merge into CSI mode, gathering as much info as they could through what they saw.

They pulled up to the main building and got out of the van. They were greeted by a very enthused blond surfer type man wearing a t-shirt, shorts, and boating shoes. Grissom and Sara looked at each other with raised eyebrows; this man could have been Greg's brother.

The young man escorted them into the building and proceeded to hand them each a bag. Nick looked in his bag and pulled out what looked like a small version of a Frisbee. "what the…" he commented as he continued to look through it.

He looked up to see the rest of them, besides Greg that is, just as confused as he was. "Greg man, what are we doing?" Warrick asked with a hint of irritation.

Greg held up his hands before he began to explain. "Frolfing is Frisbee Golfing, it is similar to golfing, following much of the same rules, only adjusted slightly. Follow me to the first tee pad and I will show you" he finished right before turning around and heading out of the back entrance to the building.

In front of them was what could loosely be described as a tee, if you called a slab of concrete instead of grass a tee. "Ok, what you have to do is take one of these" he held up one of the disks from his bag "and throw it like a Frisbee towards that basket" he points to a metal basket in the distance.

"Try and throw it as far as you can because the same par rules apply to this as they do to golf." He then demonstrated on how to use the disk to maximize the throw, enjoying himself immensely that he knew how to do something the others did not.

Greg's shot went right where he wanted it and he smiled widely when it landed, knowing he was going to be able to make par if his luck kept up. Katie was the next to go and seemed to be pretty peeved at the distance and direction her shot had gone. She glared over at Greg and mumbled something under her breath.

Nick quickly stepped up to the tee and gave it his best shot. The disk swerved to the right and barely missed the out of bounds. He grimaced at his shot and bowed Warrick in for his turn. Warrick wasn't much better with his shot. Grissom was worse than any of them and Catherine had to retake her shot three times because she kept going out of bounds.

Greg sniggered at her until she delivered a death glare his way effectively cutting off his mirth. When Sara stepped up to the tee she gave Greg a wide smile and then took her shot. Her disk passed his a good foot and was right on target. Everyone's jaws dropped simultaneously.

She just looked at them, shrugged her shoulders and said something about beginners luck. Greg gave her a skeptical look as they all headed for their disks. Katie dawned a nasty look and took Greg by the arm before marching them both in the direction of her disk.

When the couple was clear of the crowd Nick commented "man, I really don't like that girl, and she reminds me of someone…" he finished with a thoughtful expression.

"I know what you mean, It's like we've met her before" Warrick chimed in.

"Well, Greg did say she lived in Vegas, maybe we saw her around somewhere." Sara interjected.

Grissom nodded his head, he had the same feeling. He knew he had seen her before but couldn't seem to place her. He was tugged out of his thoughts when he felt Sara wrap an arm around his waist and guide them towards the basket. Apparently he was running a little off course with his thoughts.

"Penny for your thoughts" she said lightly. He looked down at her "I was just thinking about what the guys were saying, I'm sure I've seen her before as well. I just can't seem to place where."

They stopped walking and she gave him a quick hug before heading for her disk. It only took her three shots to make it close enough to the basket to be considered a hole. Greg seemed to be impressed as he stepped up and made the basket in only two. Catherine stopped counting at six and the others decided to work around her, all of them finally managing to make a basket.

They all tallied up their points so far and then headed for the next tee. Greg stopped them just as they reached it. "OK Sara, I do believe you said double or nothing?"

Sara looked at him skeptically, "yeah?" she responded a little confused. He just pointed to something behind her and smiled. She turned around along with everybody else to see a dead tree covered in what looked like shoes.

"Uh Greg, exactly what is it you want me to do?" She witness as he sat on the ground and began to remove his shoes.