A cell phone beeped loudly somewhere in the dark room, Greg groaned and slowly crawled out of the bed. He looked around the floor first pulling on boxers, which in fact the cell phone was under. He grabbed the phone, yawned and flipped it open the name on the screen flashed 'Aaron', Greg was tired and thought to himself who the Aaron was and why his number was on his phone. He shrugged and flipped it open sitting down on the edge of the bed, "Sanders."

"Um, I'm looking for Katrina," the voice said quietly.

Greg raised an eyebrow then looked at the phone closer, whoops.

"Hello," the voice chimed back into Greg's thoughts.

Greg put it back to his ear, "She's busy right now, but I'll tell her you called." Greg crossed his fingers and shut the phone. He dropped it on the floor before crawling back over to his blonde Princess. He kissed her in between the shoulder blades making his way down her back then towards her side; she rolled over and groaned trying to rub the sleep out of her eyes as he kissed her stomach. He held her petite waist in his hands as he kissed her stomach then waist line, she moaned then tangled her fingers in Greg's whacky hair. Noticing that his lover was responding he crawled up towards her face locking their lips in a passionate tongue twisting kiss. When the pulled away from air Greg smirked at her, "I never thought I'd be able to do that."

Katrina blushed, "I couldn't say no to the cute face."

"So I basically raped you in a somewhat consenting way?" Greg teased.

Katrina giggled and pushed Greg off of her, he rolled onto his back. She turned and began to draw worthless things on his bare chest with her finger her hair falling in front of her face as she began to hum.

Greg smiled to himself as she listened to her soft hum, as she moved her finger around driving him insane she did what he hopped she wouldn't do. She kept moving her finger, but kissed his earlobe and nibbled on it pulling and tugging making him moan. But too bad for her because he was able to find her spot too, took his finger and dragged it slowly down from her ear to the bottom of her neck then back up again. She groaned and let go of his ear instead moving to kiss his chest, she drew a circle with her finger then kissed the middle of it slowly making her way down. Greg felt himself scream for her, but he tried to control himself as she kept moving down. She reached his boxers and looked up at, "How long have you been up?"

"For five minutes," Greg muttered wanting her to kiss him so badly.

"Wait, Greg, what time is it?" Katrina asked.

Greg shrugged, but as if to answer his question his cell phone—which happened to be on the nightstand—rang. He grabbed it and watched as Katrina froze going silent, he flipped it open, "Sanders."

"Greggo," Nick said, "Where the in hell are you? The lab is drowning and we need DNA results."

"Oh," Greg muttered, "Katrina and I had finished some papers back at Grissom's so we went to eat at McDonalds. We were just on are way."

"Hurry the hell up or Brass will serve you ass on a silver platter," Nick said before the phone went silent.

Greg looked at Katrina and saw that her lip was jutting out as if pouting, he sat up and held her face in his hands capturing her lips, he pulled away from her, "We'll have to do this again sometime soon."

Katrina smiled at him, "Oh, most definitely."

Ten minutes later Greg and Katrina gave each one last kiss in the dark of the locker room before presuming the positions of lab techies. Nick wasn't kidding when they said the lab was swamped, people hustled about trying to get things done. Greg and Katrina had only gotten there, but within five minutes were neck high in things needed to be tested. Katrina had put one of her Poison CDs in the player turning it down so only they could hear it. Wendy entered the lab holding three bags and two files she smiled big at them, "Hey you two."

They both smiled at her, they had agreed that maybe one person knowing wasn't that bad. Katrina stood up from where she sat behind a computer and took the files setting them on the printer; she grabbed the bags and threw one with clothes in it to Greg, "Thanks Wendy."

"No problem," Wendy smiled at ducked closer to Katrina so only she could hear, "So, is Greg any good?"

"At what?" Katrina asked.

"You know," Wendy rolled her eyes and raised her eyebrows sending a single only a girl would catch.

Katrina blushed and smiled, "Amazing. What about Hodges?"

Wendy gaped at her new friend, but blushed deep, "I think he's holding out on me."

As if he was eavesdropping Hodges stepped into the room with another file, "Hey, I got those tests done you asked for yesterday."

Greg walked around to take them, he could feel Katrina's hungry eyes watching him as he took a deep breath and grabbed the files. He looked up to meet his eyes and the two stared at each other for awhile.

"Okay, well I'm going to steal Wendy from you," Hodges said grabbing her arm.

Katrina looked just as she was pulled out of the room mouthing something that Katrina thought was, "No eye sex!"

Greg muttered something pulling her away from her thoughts, "What?"

Greg looked up at her with gorgeous brown eyes and smiled, "Nothing I was just imagining you with your hands in my hair whispering sweet nothings into my ear."

Katrina laughed and turned back to grab a file off the printer putting the bags down, "You're such a geek."

"You say it like it's a bad thing," Greg chuckled then walked back around the island to put a liver in a blender. He pulled on goggles and watched the get ripped to pieces, he grabbed a piece with tweezers and dropped it into the odd tear dropped vile. He dropped a chemical substance in there and shook it. He put it in its holder and started the Bunsen burner; through his goggles he could Katrina walking towards him. She put the file down on a rare empty spot and pushed against him so they could both like at it. He pulled his goggles to the top of his head and looked at it, "What do you got beautiful?"

"Who's Bate?" Katrina asked pointing at the name of the person who went over the case.

Greg raised and eye brow, "I'm not sure. Does it say the first name?"

Katrina shook her head, "I don't ever remember there being a Bate when I joined."

"Because there wasn't," said Grissom from the door. The two looked up at the supervisor confused, "He's joining momentarily until we get out of this swamp."

"Oh," Katrina said, "Are really that busy?"

"Yeah, soon I'll be sending Greg into the field to help out," Grissom said.

Greg smiled, "Cool."

"What about me?" Katrina asked.

Grissom shook his head, "You stay in the lab."

"But, Dad," Katrina started, but she felt Greg squeeze her hand behind the counter where her dad couldn't see, she looked down, "Okay."

Grissom walked away leaving them alone unaware of the young lovers' relationship.

Katrina looked up at Greg, "It's not fair."

Greg did a quick 360 perimeter check to make sure no one was around before he pulled their hands up and kissed the back of it, "He's only trying to keep you safe."

Katrina stared at him with glazed eyes, "I don't want you to go out there."

"I'll be fine," Greg promised.

Katrina bit her lip and frowned, "I don't believe you. Greg you've still got bruises up and down your body from when you caught me."

"I told you, they don't hurt," Greg said lowering their hands again to the protection of being hid behind the island and squished between the two. Greg stroked the back of her thumb with his trying to soothe her as she looked back at the file.

"Greg, Katrina," the looked back angry at the fact people keep interrupting their silent comforting; Catharine sighed and ushered a man into the door, "This is Aaron Bate, he'll be working with us for awhile."

Greg felt Katrina's hand loosen its grip, "Yeah, Grissom said he'd be helping out." Greg gave Katrina one last reassuring squeeze before going over to shake his hand, "I'm Greg."

"Aaron," he responded, but his eyes were locked on the blonde behind him…Greg's blonde. Anger swirled up in Greg as the man stared at her, he was about to say they had to get back to work when Aaron spoke again, "Oh my God, Katrina, I can't believe it's you…I didn't think I'd ever see you again." He pushed past Greg to run over by Katrina sweeping her up into a twirling hug, she giggled and Greg's fists clenched tight as he didn't dare to look behind him. Eventually he took a deep breath and dared to look at the girl he was madly in love with and this intruder. He tried to hold back his hurt as he watched Katrina running her fingers through Aaron's hair as he said something to her making her laugh. He heard Catharine leave, but didn't acknowledge it…because Aaron was stroking his Katrina's arm. Greg chewed on the inside of his lip trying everything in his power to keep calm, he turned and grabbed a different file off the printer flipping through it furiously, he dropped it to the floor and groaned in frustration, cussing quietly as he bent down to pick it up.

Katrina's eyes snapped towards Greg and he heart sank as she felt the hand on her. She could sense the hurt and anger flying through Greg making her shrug off Aaron's arm and remove her hand from his hair. Aaron had brown shaggy hair, beautiful grey eyes, and a large smile; he had a mean built from playing football and a strong, deep voice that could melt your heart, but she he was nothing that she wanted. She carefully looked back at Greg as he dropped the paper and straightened to his full height in anger. He was tall, scrawny and paler than Aaron, but oh god did everything else make up for it. His gorgeous brown eyes, his unique wild brown hair with blonde tip, and that dorky grin just melted her on the spot…he was what she wanted and at the moment she wasn't showing it by playing with Aaron's hair and batting her eyelashes.

"So, Katrina," Aaron said snapping her attention back to him, her eyes lingered a second longer on Greg's butt as he bent down for the papers, "I was wondering if you'd like to go to dinner sometime."

"Oh," Katrina said baffled, "I-I'm not sure when I'll be free again."

Aaron smiled at her, "Well, when you are call me, I was hoping we could pick things up from college."

There was a loud thud and the sound of Greg hissing in pain. He stood up rubbing the back of his head muttering something about how that was going to help his concussion.

Katrina nodded half-heartedly at Aaron and waited for him leave before walking over to Greg. She put a hand on his head where he hit it and he hissed, "Ouch."

"Sorry," Katrina said softly.

Greg walked away from her and back to his ark around the island clearly jealous and hurt.

"Greggie," Katrina said softly.

"Oh, don't you Greggie me," Greg snapped quietly.

Katrina looked down at the ground and felt guilt tearing at her when an idea struck her, she walk around and grabbed Greg by his arm pulling him out of the lab. Nobody acknowledged them being too much consumed in what they were doing. Katrina turned the corner and pulled Greg into one of those family type bathrooms that nobody at the lab ever uses. She shut the door and locked it staring up at him.

"Katrina," Greg mumbled trying to get past her, "not now."

"Would you listen to me?" Katrina asked.

"No, I'm kind of pissed right now and not in the mood to talk," Greg said, "Or hear what you have to say."

"Fine, then we won't talk," She said with a glare.

"Good," Greg went to walk around him, but Katrina flipped the light switch and shoved Greg hard enough to send him flat against the wall, "What are you doing?"

"I thought we weren't going to talk," Katrina said from somewhere in the small dark area.

Greg was about to say something when he felt hands slide up his shirt pushing it higher up his chest, the hands froze, but then a tongue slid against his stomach followed by lips; they kissed every inch down to his pants and stopped, "Katrina."

"Sh," Katrina hushed him as she fumbled with his belt buckle.

He was no where near wanting her, but at the same time she pushed against him as his jeans fell the floor, she snaked her way back to his face and locked her lips with his. At first he didn't respond, but then he could feel her body radiating heat off of her and his arms wrapped around her to hold her tighter; he kissed the corner of her lips, her jaw, and then her neck marking her. She moaned and tried to get away from him not wanting to get marked too much, but his grasp was tight and she was nothing compared to him, but she arched her neck to catch his earlobe in her mouth, his grasp loosened on her as shiver ran through his body.

"You're the only man I want," Katrina whispered into his ear as she tangled her fingers into his hair, "My whole being screams for you, Greg."

Greg moaned as she whispered in his ear and continued to nibble the spot, he ran a finger down her neck and she shivered, "Promise me…you won't leave me for him."

"Never," Katrina whispered before bringing her lips back to kiss his lovingly.

)()()(

Katrina's hand brushed against Greg's butt as she walked past him, he jumped surprised, but winked at her. She giggled and took the file out of his hands, "Wendy?"

Greg nodded, "Yep."

Katrina smiled and walked off trying to locate Wendy, she spotted Hodges, "Hey, where's Wendy?"

Hodges shrugged and smiled at her, "Wendy tells me you two hold the same dirty secret that we hold."

Katrina snorted, "Yep, I guess we'll have to double date some time."

Hodges snickered, "You bet."

Katrina walked away towards the break room passing the lockers; she stopped when she heard sobbing. She stopped and poked her head in to see Wendy sitting on the bench wiping at her face.

"Wendy," Katrina looked at her usually smiling friend feeling very concerned, "what's wrong?" She closed the door behind her and sat down next to Wendy.

Wendy looked at her and hugged her friend crying into her lab coat, "Oh, God, Katrina…why?"

"I'm not sure, because you haven't told me," Katrina said getting a small smile out of Wendy, "I know you two didn't break up because I just scheduled a double date."

Wendy laughed softly wiping her cheeks dry, she sighed and looked at the ceiling letting Katrina go, "Katrina, I'm pregnant."

"Are you sure?" Katrina asked wide eyed.

Wendy nodded, "We've always used protection except for a few weeks ago, and I hadn't realized I was supposed to get my period. I'd wake up feeling sick, ignored it. Then I looked at my calendar realizing I didn't get my period last week. I went straight to the gas station, bought a test and came back here."

Katrina gaped at Wendy as everything dawned on her, "What are you going to do?"

Wendy shook her head and shrugged, "I don't believe in abortion and I've wanted a baby for so long. I'll tell Hodges and we'll think of an excuse…like maybe I had a one night stand. That happens to a lot of people in Vegas. They'll buy it."

Katrina rubbed her friends back trying to sooth her, "Yeah, I'll even back you up."

"Thank you," Wendy smiled, "You're such a good friend."

They sat in silence before Wendy spoke again, "I set an appointment for the doctor's tomorrow…could you come with please?"

Katrina grinned, "Of course I will."

Wendy grinned back and took a deep breath, she opened her locker and probed at her face with toilet paper trying to fix her make up, "So, I know you didn't find me to tell me you and me, are having a double date with our secret lovers."

"If only that were the case," Katrina paused, "no pun intended."

Wendy smiled and carefully applied new eyeliner, "So, what brings you?"

"Your results," Katrina said opening the file to look at it, "turns out you assumption was right…he did it."

Wendy froze mid line and gasped, "No way?"

"Yeah, turns out they were secretly lovers…so he killed him," Katrina said.

"Damn," Wendy said going back to finish her eye liner, "Wanna know a secret?"

"Sure."

"I always thought that Greg and Nick would make a hot gay couple."

"Mmmm, yummy," Katrina said licking her lips. The two girls burst into uncontrollable laughter just and stopped abruptly as Nick walked in. He nodded at them; the girls looked at each holding back laughs. They quickly left the locker room and started to laugh again, "Do you think he heard us?"

Wendy hissed air through her teeth, "Uh, hope not."

They giggled and continued down the hall, but both were stopped before they turned the corner into a major populated hallway. Both girls were spun around quickly and pulled into the shadows by their favorite men.

Hodges and Greg smiled at each other before looking at the girls; Greg spoke first, "We, Hodges and I, have decided to take you girls out tonight. Our treat."

"Hey I thought we were going to plan the date, Hodges," Katrina teased him.

"Yeah, well, Greg came to me with the idea," Hodges said kissing Wendy's head.

Greg wiggled his eyebrows at Katrina making her giggle, he kissed her lips softly, "It'll be fun. What do you girls think?"

Wendy and Katrina looked at each other as if in deep thought, the two wiggled out of their captors' arms and turned whispering to each other. Greg looked at Hodges who only shrugged and mouthed, "Girls…" Greg rolled his eyes nodding, finally the two turned back around each with cold stares; Katrina began, "I don't know."

"Yeah, I mean, it has been a very long day," Wendy continued the allowed Katrina to go on.

"Wendy and I were going to go shopping tonight," Katrina smirked.

Greg could see where this was going, "I hold your bags and purse."

"Same," Hodges said.

Wendy and Katrina looked at each other then back at their whipped men, "We're in!"

Greg swopped down to kiss her lips and pulled away brushing his lips on hers as he talked, "I hope to be repaid for carrying that blue thing of yours."

"No worries, I'll buy you a tie, that's the least I can do since your buy everything else," Katrina said loud enough for Hodges to hear. The boys looked at one other wide eyed.

"Hey, you tricked us," Hodges said.

Wendy twirled her finger to indicate they were wrapped around their fingers, Katrina pretended to use whip to show they were whipped. Katrina and Wendy hooked arms and walked away giggling.

"I won't tell anyone you're whipped," Greg said to Hodges once the girls were gone.

"And I won't tell anyone she outsmarted you," Hodges said

Greg elbowed him and laughed before the two headed back towards the labs…unaware of the figure that had stood watching with his dark handsome features and stormy eyes locked on Katrina.