A/N: Thanks to all of that are continuing to give your time to read and review, I really appreciate it. I have a lot of school events that are taking place over the next week, so I may not post for a few days, but, we'll see.
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Paige

Chapter Nine

"Cath, you and Nick have a missing persons. Greg you're working with Warrick and Ecklie. Sara, you're with me on the strip strangler case." Grissom remained in his seat and silent as the guys started to file out.

"Cath."

"Griss?" Catherine spun on the spot just outside the door.

"Can you take a seat please."

"Sure." Catherine took the seat closest to the door and also the closest to Grissom.

"What's wrong Griss?" Sara scooted to the edge of her chair, pulling herself away from the drawing that she was doing in the back of her note book.

"Ecklie came to see me earlier..."

"Oh God. What now?!" Sara slammed her hands down on the table.

"It's the strip strangler case. We've got a few leads in San Fransisco. Catherine, I need you to head the team. Sara, you're coming with me."

Grissom starred straight into Sara's loving brown eyes. Sara starring straight back into his brilliant blues.

"Are you okay with that Sara?"

"Yeah. I'm fine, really." Sara stood and headed for the locker room.

"I'll keep the team up to date, Gil."

"Thanks Cath." Grissom stood and hurriedly stalked after Sara.

I hope she hasn't left.

Sara stood in the locker room, starring at herself in the full length mirror at the far side of the room.

Great!

Just Great!

Frisco!

With Grissom!

Grissom stood in the doorway, smiling to himself as he watched Sara try to smooth out her top at the other end of the room.

She really is beautiful...

If only I knew how to tell her...

"I can always get one of the other to come with me if you don't want to go." Grissom sat down behind Sara, glancing at her perfectly shaped butt before looking at her reflection.

Sara turned round to face Grissom. "I'm fine Grissom. When do we fly out?"

"Tomorrow. Ecklie's given us the night off. Catherine going to hold the fort 'till we get back." Grissom smiled up at the beauty standing in-front of him, inwardly hoping that she would flash that famous Sidle smile his way.

"Come home with me, Griss?"

"You don't know how happy I am you asked that."

Grissom and Sara smiled at each other as wide as they could, before they walked out towards the car park.

Warrick and Greg headed straight to Ecklie's office. The were the first to leave the break room, but, unlike the others, they had opted it best to leave their coffee on the table.

"Why do we always get the crappy jobs, Warrick?" Greg was pouting again. He'd been wanting to work the strip strangler case ever since it became top priority.

"We don't Greggo. You've never had to work with Ecklie. But, you should know that Ecklie only works with us guys on the high priority cases."

"So, we are working the strip strangler case." Greg's face lite up like a touch, and Warrick gave a pat on the shoulder.

"Yeah man." Warrick smiled to himself as they approached Ecklie's office.

The smile we whipped of both men when they saw the under sheriff sat on the couch.

Nick and Catherine were making their way to the estate on the other side of Vegas, when Nick received a call from Brass.

"Stokes."

"Heya Nicky."

"Hey Brass."

Catherine glanced over at Nick from her position at the wheel.

"Is Catherine with you?"

"Yeah, she's driving. Why?"

"Warrick and Greg have just seen the under sheriff in Ecklie's office. They bleeped me as soon as they saw him."

"What is it Nicky?" Catherine looked at Nick through the corner of her eye.

"Warrick and Greg have just seen the under sheriff in Ecklie's office." Nick turned to face Catherine. All colour had drained from her face.

"What she said Nicky?" Brass was expecting Catherine to pull over, grab the phone and start barking orders at him.

"Nothing yet, she's just lost all her colour." Nick continued to look at Catherine, waiting for her to take control.

"Tell Brass, that he's to keep this from Sara and Grissom, at least until they get things sorted in Frisco."

"Here that Bras?" Nick turned and looked out his own window, he too wishing that Grissom and Sara didn't catch wind of the under sheriff lingering about the lab.

"Yeah. I'll make sure the guys know."

"Cheers Brass. Keep us posted."

"Will do Nicky. Keep an eye on Catherine for me will ya?"

"Done. Cya Jim."

"Bye Nicky." Brass heard Nick click off and he threw his cell against the dash of his car.

The last thing that Gil and Sara need is the under sheriff.

Grissom pulled up to his townhouse, Sara was softly asleep in the passenger seat. He silently slipped out of the SUV and walked around to the other side of the car. Opening the passenger door, he crouched down and placed his hands lightly on her thighs.

Sara stirred in her sleep, feeling something gently rubbing the inside if her thigh. An explosion of warmth waved through her. She opened her eyes slightly and smiled down at Grissom.

"We're at my place Sara. I need to pack a few things before we head over to your apartment." Grissom stood and held out his hand.

"Okay." Sara reached for his extended hand, slipping into his arms as she attempted to climb out on unsecured legs.

"Careful Sar."

Grissom's strong arms held Sara tightly, starring down into her eyes as she looked up at him and flashed her famous Sidle smile.

Twice in under an hour, I must be getting lucky.

"Come on Honey. It's getting cold."

Grissom lead Sara into the townhouse and walked straight for the kitchen and started to brew to cups of coffee.

Sara walked around the living room, looking at the collections of bugs, spiders and fetal pigs that lined the walls that lead into the study.

"It's just like your office." Sara took a seat on the couch, kicking her shoes off and tucking her feet under herself.

"My most prized collections are here."

Grissom took a seat next to Sara. He slide his hand into her free hand and the pair of them there on the couch, sipping cups of coffee.

"Why do you want me to come with you to Frisco?" Sara swiveled in her seat to face Grissom. Her back now leaning against the arm of the couch.

"Because Ecklie has only booked one room. He told me to take Catherine and leave him in charge."

"Oh." Sara bowed her head.

He only wants me to go so the lab's looked after.

"Why did you ask Sar?" Grissom placed his free hand on Sara's leg, which was now planted firmly on the floor.

"I doesn't matter Griss."

"Sara..."

"I'm fine Griss. You should go and pack."

Grissom stood, but, before reaching the bedroom door, he pulled the blanket from the chair and draped it over her shoulders. He lent over the couch and whispered into Sara's ear, "You're beautiful."

Sara turned round to look at him, but the Door to the bedroom was already slightly closed. She decided to curl up at one end of the couch and think.

In the bedroom Grissom pulled out his suitcase and began throwing things into it, not caring what he put in.

Sara drifted off to sleep within minutes of curling up. She was listening to the ticking of the clock on the far wall and the talking of Grissom from the other room. When she was dropped back into that alley way again.