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Author: Byte366
Fiction Rated: T - English - Humor/Romance - Reviews: 16 - Published: 06-11-06 - Updated: 11-28-06 - id:2986607

The amazing Grillows Fic by Byte and Willowsgrissomfanatic:

Joint Created by mjo621 and Byte366

A/N:

Byte: Well this is just a crazy bunch of jumbled thoughts that we eventually made up into a story. Like it or don’t, we rock anyway.

Mj0621: We just thought of writing a fic together since we know each other...lol, just a combination of our 'wits' and craziness.

Spoilers: Pirates of the third Reich, and what we think is Viva Las Vegas…but we could be wrong.

Disclaimer: The day we own these guys is the day that Grissom and Catherine get together(no seriously, it would be) oh and If we owned CSI, Grissom and Catherine would be together...and argue who's better with who...the show would be messed up if that happens...(lol)

Pairings: Sandle and Grillows(duhh on that last one)

And now...for something completely different.

UPDATE:

I regret to inform all who read this, that this story has been abandoned. Life has gotten a bit in the way I’m afraid, and I (Byte366) have unfortunately lost interest in this fandom. Thank you to all who have read this story and followed it, and I am truly sorry for not giving you guys an ending : (


Chapter 1:Boredom and Paper Football


Sara’s POV

Like any other day I was at the lab. But unfortunately today there wasn’t a dead body in Clark County to keep me busy. I'm always known as the workaholic but I don't mind...but sometimes, like these days, I really wonder if I'm a workaholic... Sitting here in the break room reading forensics magazine for the 100th time, drives me insane. To add up with that is Nick's food and Warrick and Brass' undying game of paper football. I can't help but to put my head in peace. I look away and then my eyes landed on Greg who was annoyingly thrumming out a drum solo on the table with his fingers. The football I could take, but the solo was too much.

"Greg! Stop with the drums!"

"I'm bored out of my gourd here...Guys! Am I the only one who notices Griss and Cath are only ones not here?"

I retorted, "Apparently no Greg...You do know we are waiting for them right?"

Greg sighed, "I'm going to look for them...I can't take this anymore."

Warrick looked at him "Good luck with that."


TBC…



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