Author's note: Hi! I'm back! Thank you for all those who reviewed…It makes me feel better about posting this story. So sorry that this chapter is so short by my standards...don't worry, I'll make it up to all of you...maybe the next chapter will be longer. :D

Disclaimer: I don't own CSI or CBS. It already belongs to someone else. ;)

The Prince and the Mystery Girl

"Hey guys, look at Grissom." Nick said as he smiled

Greg, Warrick, and Catherine looked for Grissom at the dance floor. Once they say him, they looked like they were imitating a goldfish. They were absolutely shocked to see Grissom dancing with a mysterious girl who kept her mask on. Catherine had got to admit; the girl was beautiful.

"How did he manage to get a girl THAT beautiful to dance with him when I can't?" whined Greg

"The girl IS beautiful…look at her dress…" said Warrick

"Down boy...I think Grissom's already smitten with her." Catherine said as she smirked

"It's about time he meets and falls for someone…I mean, the guy's not getting any younger you know." Said Nick

"But…what about Sara? We all know that she is in love with Grissom…and we also know that Grissom is in love with her. They just don't know it. I don't see why they don't know that they love one another…heck, they're investigators! How could they not know? Even the janitors know it." Said Greg

"Well…Let's just let Grissom pick between this girl and Sara. For now…we wait." Said Catherine

"Okay. So…do you guys want to have some drinks?" asked Warrick

"Sure." Answered Nick, Greg, and Catherine

Grissom's POV

God, this girl is beautiful. I mean, I'm happy and content with dancing with her but…There's that feeling of guilt. It was as if I was guilty of cheating on Sara when in fact, I wasn't. I was mesmerized with this girl. She knew her way around the dance floor and she looked beautiful. I was beginning to think that I was starting to like this girl.

Once the music ended, I asked her if she would want my company for the night. She said she would love it…but, Unfortunately, Life had other plans. You see, before we even got to the balcony, a guy asked her to dance with him…Then another…Then another one after that. Turns out she danced with almost all the guys before she could even talk to me. By the time we went and chatted on the balcony, it was already 2 in the morning. And by the time we finished talking, it was already 4 in the morning. It meant only one thing; it was time to come home.

Of course, she refused to take off her mask, since, according to her; one should never take off one's mask in a masquerade party. He immediately let the subject go, since he liked her having her mask on. It added a sense of mystery.

They just talked about bugs and about various things they liked. The girl was careful not to be specific. Grissom can sense it. But…he let the subject go. He didn't like making other people do what they don't want to do. He never liked forcing anyone to do something…unless of course, If it's really needed to be done.

When it was already 4 in the morning, they went their separate ways. Grissom bid the girl farewell and climbed into his own car. Driving his car to his townhouse, he realized that the girl and him connected and spoke to each other as if they were long time friends. He was attracted to her even though he didn't even get to see her face.

He was feeling a bit giddy, a bit happy and a bit curious as to whom the girl was. He was also feeling something he didn't know…something he can't focus on since he was focusing on the road. He only realized what that feeling was when he was already lying in his bed, staring at the ceiling.

He was feeling guilty. It was guilt.

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