Disclaimer: I don't own them, yada, yada, yada.

A/N: Finally! Yes I've finished it. Sorry this has taken so long but it has been one hectic year. Probably a lame place to finish, but I just want to get this done. On a brighter note, the ending scene of Season 6 gave me faith in CSB again that all we GSR shippers are getting support on the show again! Yeah!

Chapter 8

"So, after all that work, 'swamp girls' back at Cold Cases?" Nick asked.

"Afraid so" Greg replied "The detective who worked the case couldn't give me anymore information than I already have, I still can't find the ex boyfriend and we're completely out of leads as to how she was murdered…..but at least her family has the closure of her being found."

"Well, 80 of her" Jake said as he poured some more maple syrup on his stack of pancakes." We never did find her left arm."

"Killer kept it as a souvenir maybe?" Warrick ventured. "Pass the fruit will ya Cath."

"Or it's still somewhere out in the bush" Catherine stated as she passed the bowl along. "I mean, Greg only really found the right arm by accident."

"And one I'd rather not repeat" Greg said with a shudder

"Come on Greg, that's not the 110 effort I expect to see towards solving crime" Grissom said jokingly "Where's your spirit?"

"My spirit isn't anywhere near going down any more of the trap pits."

"Don't worry Greg, we've got the photo's for prosperity" Sara added.

"I thought I'd destroyed all of those?" Greg questioned.

"Not all, and we're not going to tell you where we hid the originals" Jake stated.

"You know, if this wasn't Grissom's house" Greg replied glaring at Jake and Sara, "There'd be a whole lot of food thrown your way right about now."

"Don't even think about it Greg" Grissom warned. As everyone else cracked up laughing.

"I suppose I'm never going to find those, am I?" Greg asked Jake and Sara.

"Nu-uh" Sara answered.

"Wish we could have found all of Ms Farquarson though" Jake stated. "It feels like it's not really finished at the moment."

"Has Greg done anything else like falling in that pit recently?" Nick asked.

"Well there was the mud fight him and Jake were having when they found the victims leg in the mud hole." Sara Stated.

"though I'm not sure who started that, or who was the greatest influence there" Grissom said with a raised eyebrow.

"What?" Jake questioned cause of the way Sara and Grissom were looking at him.

"Let's just say, I'm still not entirely sure whether you guys working together is a good idea, and who's the worse influence." Grissom answered.

"Hey, we get the job done - does it really matter if we have a ton of fun doing so? Jake asked.

"Not at all" Sara answered.

"Yes." Grissom answered at the same time. "It's about professional standards, i.e. what would Ecklie think if he caught you at it?"

"We're not stupid enough to do anything in front of Ecklie!" Greg stated indignantly.

"Griss, you know you don't have anything wrong with the way Greg and Jake work," Sara said, glaring at him till he held up his hands in surrender.

…..

"Anyway, as much as this has been great fun" Catherine started, "It's not in you nature to invite us all around for brunch, I don't think you've ever done this before."

"So what's the deal Griss?" Warrick asked.

"What, can't a supervisor just try to have a nice 'ten-building' breakfast with his co-workers?" Griss deadpanned.

Brass nearly chocked on his fruit juice.

"You've got to be kidding, right?" He asked.

At the look on his face, Sara lost it and completely cracked up laughing, doubling over in her seat, then blushed bright tomato red when everyone focused there attention on her instead of Brass.

"Sorry," She coughed out, "But if you could have only seen the look on your face Brass!"

"Yeah, but he's got a point, "Greg said" Grissom isn't exactly the most generous at welcoming people into his house - so what's the deal?"

"Ok, ok," Grissom admitted. "There is a point to all of this, apart from introducing Jake to those of you who don't know him….. We wanted to tell you all, away from Ecklie, that…we wanted to tell….tell you that…"

"Oh for God's sake!" Sara exclaimed. "We're together alright!"

"Sara!" Grissom cried.

"Well, I've never seen you so tongue-tied in your life babe." She retorted, to which Grissom just glared at her.

"That was the reason?" Nick asked. "We're trained investigators - we'd already worked that one out."

"But, on behalf of us all" Brass stated. "About damn time buddy!"

"Hear, hear," Came the general chorus.

While Grissom and Sara sat staring dumb founded at there friends.

The end