"Hey, Dad," Katrina stepped into her Dad's office.

He looked up at her smiling, "What is it?"

"Well, as much as I love staying at home with you and the boys," Katrina paused, "Wendy and I were talking. I was going to ask if it was okay that Wendy and I just stayed at her apartment."

Grissom shrugged, "I don't see why not. I'd rather you hang out with a girl than your dad, a geek, and…I don't even know what Hodges is."

Katrina beamed at her dad, "Thank you!"

Grissom nodded, "Just make sure you guys are always together."

Katrina was about to leave, but stopped and looked back at her dad, "We'll find her dad."

"I know we will," Grissom reassured her.

)()()()(

Wendy and Katrina had left early to get their stuff from Grissom and Catharine's houses, soon enough they were in Wendy's two bedroom apartment.

"KAT!" Wendy screamed from her bedroom. Katrina ran into see what was wrong, Wendy was standing on the bed pointing at—A FREAKIN HUGE SPIDER! Katrina screamed and jumped on the bed next to Wendy.

Wendy looked at her, "Kill it!"
"No way," Katrina shook her head wildly trying to think of something to kill it with; eventually she pulled off her shoe and dropped it on the spider killing it, "Ew."

"I hate spiders," Wendy concluded, "I think I'm going to vacuum the whole place now."

Katrina laughed and watched as Wendy did exactly as she said, while Wendy did that Katrina went into her room to unpack and get things set up. By the time she was done Wendy was walking into the room, "Hey what should I wear tonight?"

"Oh God, I was just about to ask you that," Katrina said, "We try a bunch of things on and decide together."

"Sounds good," Wendy beamed.

Twenty outfits later the girls finally decided on something to wear…casual wear (It took them two hours what to decide on…). Wendy was clad in a pair of light blue jeans, a long sleeved blue shirt the V-cut to reveal a black tank top, and black flats. Katrina wore black pants, a long sleeved white shirt similar to Wendy's, but cut into a 'U' showing of her cleavage, her last item was black mid-calf velvet boots. Each applied make-up and waited twenty minutes before there was a knock at the door. The two beamed at each other feeling very excited. Katrina beat Wendy to the door and looked through the eye hole.

"How do they look?" Wendy whispered.

"Well," Katrina began, "Greg is wearing a brown shirt, a tan jacket, jeans and I think he looks amazing…his hair is so—."

"Katrina, David?"

"Oh, right," Katrina looked at Hodges, "He's wearing jeans as well, a red shirt, and a black jacket. He cleans up nice," she looked back at her friend and teased, "It's a miracle."

"Shush, now open the door," Wendy said holding back a giggle.

Katrina did as she was told and gave Greg a sexy grin that would make him crave her all night. He bent down to kiss her, but she put a hand up to block his attack, "Nope, wearing gloss."

Hodges chuckled under his breath and went to kiss Wendy, but she stopped him, "Same here." So Hodges settled by kissing her on the cheek.

Greg on the other hand lived to annoy Katrina; he planted a kiss right on her lips and pulled away grinning. He wiped his mouth with back of his hand getting any gloss off. He was about to say something when a purse smacked square in the chest, "Ass."

Hodges and Wendy bit back laughter as Katrina headed off down the hall towards the elevator. She pressed the button and looked back to see that nobody had moved, "Are you coming?"

Wendy shut the door locking it; she grabbed Hodges's hand and pulled him down the hall with Greg towing behind. In the elevator Katrina opened her purse and cursed.

"What?" Wendy asked.

"I forgot my lip gloss on the counter," Katrina mumbled and looked through her purse again.

"Here," Wendy pulled hers out of her purse and handed it to Katrina, "Use mine."

"Thank you," She handed Wendy a mirror for her to hold as she re-applied lip gloss, "There."

Wendy handed Katrina the mirror and Katrina handed Wendy the lip gloss, the two snapped the purses shut and smiled at each other.

Greg looked at Hodges and he only shrugged, "Yeah, me either."

The elevator stopped on the fourth floor (Wendy's apartment is on the eighth)…a couple got on making Greg and Hodges step back near the girls. The women turned and gave the two girls a wide grin, "Double date?"

"Yep," Katrina said, "the boys' idea."

The woman smiled and lightly tapped her date's arm, "Why don't you do that?"

The man smiled and looked at the boys, "You're…" he trailed off as the man twirled his finger, made a fist and slashed the air.

Greg chuckled, "Oh yeah…but it's worth it."

The man smiled and stuck out his hand, "James Welter and this is my wife Janet."

Greg shook the man's hand, "I'm Greg Sanders, and this is my friend David Hodges, his date Wendy Simms, and my lovely date Katrina Grissom."

"It's a pleasure to meet you all," Janet said, "So what are you're plans?"

"The boys are taking us shopping," Wendy giggled.

"They pulled the whole 'I buy I tie since you said it's your treat' over your head?" James asked.

Hodges and Greg nodded trying to contain the laughter.

"Yeah, that got me a couple times too," James said, "But I'm glad she did when we were dating…no we're married with three kids."

"Aw," Wendy said, "That is so cute!"

"So are any of you thinking of getting married?" Janet asked.

The four fell silent.

"Awkward question, right," Janet said catching herself, "How about kids?"

"Not yet," Wendy muttered so only Katrina could hear.

"No, not yet," Katrina said, "We're going to see where the road takes us."

"Do you all work together?" Janet asked.

They all nodded and the woman giggled, "It's a secret isn't it?"

"How-how did you know that?" Greg asked.

"Because we did the same thing," James said, "Janet, stop pestering the poor kids."

"No, it's not problem," Wendy smiled, "It's nice to be able to tell someone."

"Even if it is a stranger?" Janet asked.

"Even if," Katrina laughed as the elevator dinged. The lot got out and they said their good-byes to the couple then headed towards Greg's car. Wendy and Katrina climbed in the back without the boys saying anything; they scooted close to each so they could whisper.

"Are you going to tell him?" Katrina whispered once Greg turned on the radio.

"I don't know when to," Wendy responded.

"Well, you can't drink any alcohol," Katrina muttered, "so I won't either."

"Really?" Wendy asked stunned.

"Yes, besides I don't need the hangover."

"First stop is dinner," Greg said interrupting their conversation.

"Where, Greggie?" Katrina asked excited.

"The Neon Rose," Greg replied.

The two girls' eyes lit up. The Neon Rose was known for its food and loud blaring music.

"So the plan is we eat in the normal restaurant part, so we can hear our selves think then we go dancing," Hodges paused and sighed, "Before we go shopping."

The Neon Rose was only a few blocks from the apartment complex, but when they arrive the knots in all their stomachs had grown bigger…this would be the first time any of them showed their relationships in public.

"Ready?" Greg asked.

The three nodded and crawled out of the car; the first thing that had happened was Greg wrapped his arms around Katrina as a group of men walked in looking at her…Katrina rolled her eyes this was going to be a long night. Greg let her go and started for the door, Hodges right next to him. The girls stared at them in awe, "They did not just do that?" Wendy muttered.

"I guess they're used to not showing it," Katrina sighed and hooked her arm with Wendy's, "Let's go in and make them want to show it." She winked at her friend before they walked in after the boys.

"This way," Said a perky red headed waitress as she smiled lovingly at Greg, but then she noticed Katrina grab his arm almost startling him. The waitress frowned and showed them to a table, "My name is Katie I'll be your server tonight. Anything you would like to drink?"

"I'll have a beer," Greg said pulling his jacket off and scooting in next to Katrina.

"Same," Hodges set sitting next to Wendy.

The waitress looked at Katrina with a stare that could kill, too bad Katrina was immune "I'll have a coke."

"I'll have a coke with lemon," Wendy said.

The waitress finished writing and walked away.

And there it was the awkward silence of not know what to say, the awkward silence of 'Oh, crap what do I do?'...yep it has officially arrived to greet the two couples.

Katrina broke the silence as something dawned on her, "Where's my dad?"

"Oh, he's with Catharine and the others at her house," Greg said.

"Yeah, besides I think your dad wanted us out of there," Hodges said.

"Okay," Katrina said…there was the silence…again. Then a beep from Katrina's purse startling them all she grabbed her cell phone and opened it to see a message from Wendy: Should I tell him now?

Katrina nodded and mouthed, "I'll help."

Wendy gulped and took a deep breath, "David…I have to tell you something."

Hodges looked at her and smiled, her took her hand kissing her palm before squeezing, "What is it?"

"Well, the thing is I'm—."

"Here are your drinks," Katie said appearing out of nowhere interrupting Wendy. Katrina glared at her, but shook her head with frustration. Her coke appeared in front of her, she looked back at the waitress to see she was starring at Greg, but he was looking at his beer bottle. Katrina had it with her, she snapped, "You can leave now."

Katie scowled at her and walked.

"Oh my God," Katrina huffed leaning back in the booth.

"Why'd you get angry?" Greg asked looking at her.

"Did you not see those eyes she was giving you?" Wendy asked.

Greg shook his head, "I never even looked at her."

"How could you have not? She was staring at you and smile like a fool," Katrina said.

"Oh, is my beautifully-amazing-hot-sexy-smart-gorgeous-adorable-cute-baby jealous?" Greg asked getting a smile out of her.

"That made absolutely no sense," Katrina mumbled.

"It did to me," Greg said with a lopsided grin.

"Did you decide on what you want to order?" It was Katie again…hoo-ray.

Greg ignored the waitresses sweet voice directed at him; instead he captured Katrina's glossed lips and parted them instantly entangling his tongue with hers.

"I guess we'll order first," Hodges muttered biting back a laugh, "I'll have the half-pound burger and fries."

Greg tapped the table getting Hodges attention he gave a thumbs up at his buddy singling he wanted the same.

"He'll have that too," Hodges smiled and looked at Wendy as she tried to decide what order, but he found himself wanting so badly to kiss her so he looked back at the table…I mean he wasn't going to look straight it's kind of awkward.

"Um, I'll have the crab salad with the perch," Wendy smiled to herself and looked at the waitress, "She'll have the same, but with the salmon."

Katie scowled in disgust and took the menus walking away.

Greg leaned into Katrina's lips pressing her against the wall of the booth that probably had another couple on the other side. He felt her tangling her fingers in his hair as his hand roamed the sides of her body, their tongues playing with each other. Eventually the two broke apart for air, Katrina breathed heavily, "Whoa."

Greg smiled at her, "Still jealous now?"

"No, not at all," Katrina said taking a napkin and wiping Greg's lips off, "You're such a horn-dog."

"Am not," Greg protested as Hodges laughed.

"You are too," Katrina smiled loving the blush appearing Greg's face, "I could feel your friend touching me."

Hodges laughed harder and Greg's face reddened.

"It's okay Greg, I basically forced you to do that," Katrina smiled, "I'll take the blame."

Wendy lightly kicked Katrina pulling her away from Greg's eyes. Wendy's eyes shifted from her stomach to Hodges, Katrina jumped remembering, "Oh, right! Hodges wasn't Wendy trying to tell you something?"

"Yeah, she was," Hodges grinned at her.

"David, I'm," she took a deep breath and shook her head trying to form the words.

"It's okay you can tell me anything," Hodges gave her hand a reassuring squeeze.

Wendy took a deep breath and looked at Katrina for encouragement, "Go on Wendy tell him." Wendy nodded and looked at Hodges feeling sick, "David, I'm pregnant."

Here comes the awkward wave!

Hodges went pale and didn't move.

Greg's jaw had dropped as he looked between Wendy and Katrina.

"David, I found out today," Wendy said, "Look, if you don't—."

Hodges snapped out of it listening to her, but he realized she was going to say the worst so he cut her of by kissing her softly, "Can we name him Zeek?"

Wendy beamed at him, "I'll think about that."

"Yay," Katrina exclaimed happily, "Now we have a real reason to celebrate!"

Hodges smiled at his beautiful lover and kissed her again.

"Congratulations," Greg smiled lifting his beer up, "To baby Hodges."

"To baby Hodges," The other three repeated then hit their glasses together.

Greg rested his arm on the booth behind Katrina's head; she scooted closer to lean against him as the four struck up a conversation about people they work with.

"Nick is not," Wendy protested.

"No, I wouldn't for surely push it out of the way, Wendy," Greg said taking a sip of his beer and smiling, "I swear he's been giving me the weirdest looks when I'm turned around."

"I highly doubt he is," Katrina said.

"You weren't there four months ago!" Hodges said as he looked at Greg, "Do you remember that?"

Greg cringed, "How could I not? It happened to me, that's why you know!"

"What?" Katrina asked looking up at Greg.

Wendy looked just as confused as Katrina.

"Well, four months ago when Nicky and I where on a case," he stopped as a different waitress brought them their food, "So we were on this case in some dark alley. Well I was looking into a dumpster a felt something touch my ass."

Wendy tried some of her crab salad and looked at Katrina with a shrug; Katrina stifled a laugh and sat up straight to eat some herself, "What happened next?"

"I looked behind and saw nothing so ignored it and looked back in the dumpster, there it was again, but this time it felt like two hands. I turned and saw nothing, I was seriously freaked, I stood up to walk away from the dumpster, but, and remember it was dark so basically this alley was deep enough to hide from the cops making sure we were safe. Any who, someone tugged on my arm pulling me into the darkness, I was about to panic like maybe somebody was going to get beat, but then lips covered mine as I was pressed against the wall," Greg shuddered remembering it, "When they pulled away from me, I was in complete shock, the person turned and walked back towards the scene. It was then that I realized I was kissed by Nick Stokes."

Katrina and Wendy looked at each other and squealed as they heard their fantasy had come true.

The guys looked at them confused.

"Do you guys talk about it?" Wendy asked.

"Or ever do it again?" Katrina asked getting a laugh out of Wendy.

"No," Greg snapped, "The dude came on to me. There was only one other time and that scared the hell out of me."

"Really, what happened?" Katrina asked as she munched on some salmon.

"It happened the night I was in the hospital after the dam incident," Greg muttered.

"Wait," Katrina said dropping her fork, "that's when I kissed you…and I was still kind of with him."

"Yeah, I know," Greg said recalling her sweet kiss, "but after you left an hour later he came to check on me. He gripped my shoulder telling me I'd be okay, I thanked him, but he didn't leave. No, instead he leaned over kissing me…I-I tried to push him away, but with a bad arm and the other being pinned by a Texas jock…I was helpless."

Katrina felt anger boil up inside of her…he kiss my Greggie!

"He did something else," Greg shook his head, "Oh, God, I don't want to talk about it."

"Yeah, I'd actually like to finish my meal," Hodges said with a smile.

Katrina stabbed at the salmon a little too hard causing her soda to spill and splatter all over her white shirt, "Oh, crap!"

Wendy grabbed the soda and Greg quickly dabbed at the soda spill, but his eyes kept going to where soda trickled down her shirt making it more and more transparent…DING! Greg, damn it get a hold of yourself. Your jeans can't hide it that easily!

Katrina noticed Greg freeze and resume again, her eyes inched to his lap and a smile swept across her face. She reached up and tugged on his earlobe he flinched and looked at her wide eyed begging her, "Maybe later then." She looked at Wendy, "You brought that extra shirt right?"

Wendy already held a ball of black fabric in her hand she handed it to Katrina, "Greg, cover me."

"Why?" Greg looked at his lover and watched as she quickly pulled off her white shirt making Greg moan silently. She slipped the black shirt on, it had no sleeves and had a diamond cut out to still show her cleavage. It went up around her neck like a collar; she held up her hair and turned her back towards Greg. He noticed that it needed to be clipped, his fingers fumbled with it for a second before he got it. He stared at her bare shoulder blades remembering how this morning his lips had been there and everywhere else on her perfect body.

"I cannot believe you didn't give me a warning," Hodges said looking back at Katrina his face flushed pink, "I think I saw more of you than I ever attended to."

"It's no different from Wendy," Katrina smiled, "Did you know we have the same shirt, pants, and bra size?"

Wendy nodded, "She lent me this shirt, and I lent her those pants."

"Wow," Greg said, "I will never understand girls."

"We don't expect you to," Katrina smiled.

"Otherwise, girls wouldn't be able to send secret signals to each other," Wendy smiled then flicked her nose and pulled on her bangs.

Katrina gasped and looked over at the door just as two men walked in hand in hand; Katrina giggled and looked back at Wendy. She tapped her bottom lip then her nose. Wendy burst into laughter and leaned against Hodges for support. She stopped and looked at Katrina, "That is true."

"I have never been so confused before," Hodges said looking at Greg.

Greg shrugged, "At least we just say it out loud." The girls were too busy to notice his attempt to grab their attention, "I mean, Hodges, look at the girl over there."

Hodges looked at the bar where a girl with long black hair winked slowly at the two, they waved at her and she curled a finger tell them to go over there. Another girl appeared next to her with brown hair, next thing they knew the girls were trying to convince them go over there.

Greg licked his lips, "Mmmm."

"Agreed," Hodges muttered.

Greg was about to add something when hands grabbed his collar forcing him to look at the blonde haired beauty next to him, "Hey gorgeous."

"Pft," Katrina said, "They probably suck at kissing, and they're all boobs."

"Boobs are nice," Greg said teasing her.

Katrina flared and turned to put a leg on the other side of Greg so she had a knee on each side of him. She hovered over him and brought her lips to brush against his with her fingers tangling in his hair, "Horn-dog." Katrina growled before yanking on his hair backwards.

"Ow," Greg muttered.

Katrina crawled off of him and walked towards the two girls at the bar. They smiled at her and smiled back…a conversation began.

"What do you they're talking about?" Greg asked.

Wendy smirked, "You are in so much trouble."

Hodges looked at Wendy, "Am I?"

"Do you think boobs are nice?" Wendy asked.

"No, I mean yes, wait," Hodges faltered, "yours, only yours."

"Good answer," She kissed him softly and went back to her food.

Greg looked over at Katrina and watched as she shifted her weight to her other foot then laugh. She was getting along with them. She looked over her shoulder to see Greg starring at her, she blew him a kiss and curled her finger just like the other two had done. The two giggled and watched as Greg stared in awe, "I am really wishing we stayed at the apartment."

"Why?" Hodges asked.

"Because she won't stop teasing me," Greg muttered a little embarrassed.

"Let's go dancing now!" Wendy intervened leaning over the table to grab Katrina's shirt and purse. She stuffed the shirt in the purse and looked at Hodges, he hadn't moved, "Now."

"Oh," Hodges shuffled out of the booth and dropped a twenty on the table.

Greg stood up dropped a twenty as well, "I have to get my lab geek, hold on." Greg put his hands in his pockets and walked towards Katrina.

"Did he just call her the lab geek?" Wendy asked.

Hodges couldn't help, but smile at that.

Katrina leaned against the bar watching Greg come towards her, she leaned over to whisper to the two girls, "He's so whipped."

"I wish my beau was," The brunette said giggling with Katrina and the black haired girl.

Greg stopped in front of Katrina and put a hand on each side of her resting them on the bar.

"There you are my little nerd," Katrina teased.

Greg forced a smile, "You are driving me insane."

"I try," Katrina said grabbing his collar and pulling him down to lock their lips, she pulled away, "Nerds are easy to drive insane, especially if you're in love with one."