OK so I decided I needed to write something but had no idea what. So what did I do? Asked BeckyCSI for a challenge, of course!

Well, BIG mistake, LOL…

Stipulations per Becky…

GSR (Of course)
- Either Sara or Grissom get wrapped up in Crime scene tape some how
- Smut :P (That can be optional )
- Grissom turning up to work with only half of his beard
- Any character walking in on Hodges in the trace lab singing 'Do Ya Think I'm Sexy' by Rod Stewart
- Sara shouting 'FO SHO!' Tons of times Lmao!

Yeah… so here’s my first self-imposed challenge!

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The camera… lab property or paparazzi tool numbero uno?

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“TELL me you have the camera on you Nick!” Greg said with a kid’s excitement in his voice.

“Yeah I do, what’s up?” said the ‘sexy man from Texi’ as he pulled it from his kit.

“Just give it here- I’ll show you later…” and with that he snatched the camera and ran out of the locker room.

Like the host from that show Cheaters, Greg sleuthed his way to the lab entry doors, snickering at the sight and sound on the other side.

He kept low and out of sight as he slid inside the lab and ducked behind a table.

Quickly Greg set the digital camera to video mode and started recording, then raised it enough to catch the sight before it.

Waving his arms like Rod Stewart himself, David G. (as in Gay) Hodges was breaking it down to his rendition of “Do you think I’m Sexy” as loud as possible, thrusting his hips like Elvis gone bad.

He had a lab beaker for a mike and was spinning like a record around the lab room’s floor. His button-down shirt- was unbuttoned half way, revealing a tattoo of Cher’s headshot. All that was missing (THANK GOD) were some spandex-tight leather pants and the hair.

Primo video like this is a powerful thing. Greg will assuredly be set up for life on being first in line for ALL future lab results from Hodges… thereby being a more efficient CSI in the eyes of his supervisor.

As quickly as he came, Greg left undetected- as Hodges was singing the line “…just reach out and touch me…” (Which Greg had no trouble ignoring).

As Greg rushed off to use Archie’s expertise in duplicating, Sara was walking down the hallway as Warrick walked by.

“Hey Sara, you want grab a drink with the guys tomorrow night?”

“FO SHO!” Sara randomly exclaimed back.

“Oookaaay” Warrick replied, trying to figure out when Sara started reading urban dictionary .com on the side.

As Sara rounded the corner Catherine grabbed her attention, asking Sara if she wanted to get together after assignments to go over evidence from their most recent case.

“FO SHO!” Sara replied excitedly.

“Uh- okay?!” Cath said, wondering what she must of smoked and just how much before shift that night.

The gang gathered in the break room for assignments with Sara still answering everything with “FO SHO” and soon got another shocker for the night… one which Greg was glad he still had the camera for- as he silently snapped pics leaving the flash off.

Grissom entered the room with only half a beard.

Obviously ignoring this fact or pretending nothing was abnormal, he went about dishing out assignments as if all was as ok.

“Uh Grissom,” Nick started, “Something you wanna share with us?”

Everyone gawked and tried not to laugh as their supervisor gave them the evil eye.

“Nothing to concern yourselves with- go out to your cases- now!” and with that retreated to his office.

No one left the room as he asked them too, bound and determined to find out what happened that would leave Grissom keeping only half a beard.

Everyone was up to date on the fact that Sara & Grissom were living together as a couple, and were going to use this to their advantage.

“Sara- care to explain what your ‘boss’ (using air quotes) has going on in the facial fur department?” Catherine asked in front of the group.

“FO SHO!” Sara again said, but followed it up with a juicy story that Grissom would of died had he known Sara was going to share.

“You see- my ‘boss’ and I were uh- indisposed for a time last night and I told him that sometimes I missed him being clean-shaven, yet I loved the beard equally.”

Sara stared off into space remembering the night’s events as her coworkers waited for her to snap out of it.

“Gil- I want you to shave. I miss the smooo-ooohhhh gahhhh!” Sara couldn’t complete her sentence as Grissom’s bearded face trickled up her body from her feet to her knees, sending thousands of nerve endings into overdrive as his hairs sent her leg on fire.

“What was that dear? I can’t be hearing correctly- you want me to shave this beard that’s making you wet right now?”

“Ohhhhh okay- maybe not. Gahhhhh, but I liked the smooth too!”

“Well I am indifferent to it- but you can’t have it both ways, so you have to decide which you want” said Grissom, as he trailed up to her center, sending pricks of passion all over her body.

“OK TMI SARA!” Greg said disgustingly, wishing he could erase the last minute of his life.

“So how on earth did he end up with half a beard?” Warrick questioned.

“Well, I will tell you FO SHO if you stop interrupting!”

“Ok- anyone else TIRED of the fo sho?” Nick quipped.

Everyone nodded as Sara ignored and continued.

“You see, Grissom was called in early this morning, around 3am, to a crime scene in Henderson, and I decided to tag along with him. Well, we get there and it’s in the middle of the woods, so dark, and Grissom’s light goes out. For some reason, all the on-duty officers are no where near us, and Grissom stumbles into a jumble of crime scene tape. He can’t move, and the truck’s a mile away. The tape is wound ALL around his body like he’s an extra from ‘The Mummy’. His kit fell from his hands as he fell into the tape and down an embankment unreachable.”

“Still not seeing how this relates to his rendition of ‘two face’ from Batman” Catherine said, not following.

“I’m getting there Cath!” Sara said. “For someone with a kid, you should have more patience, FO SHO!”

Everyone aside from Sara gave an eye-roll.

“As I was saying, Griss was wound up tight, and was beyond pissed at the whole absurd situation. I’m unsuccessfully choking back my laughter- adding to his not-so-great mood. He tells me that unless I can help to ‘can it’. THAT got me pissed. So I made a friendly wager, knowing I’d win. I told him that if I could get him out, that I wanted a freebee- any one thing I desire within possibility. Seeing no other option, he had to agree. So I used my teeth, chewing through the tape slowly with menace, and freed my man!”

“And you requested a half-beard shave?” Greg asked, not capable of imagining such a thing.

“FO SHO! (Another set of eye rolls from her audience) Now I have the best of both worlds when it comes to Griss’ face! Of course it’s only for 48 hours- as soon as that’s over, he’s free to shave the other half. See- wasn’t that worth it?”

“FO SHO!” Everyone exclaimed.

Two nights later, Grissom came in fully-shaven.

Hodges was furiously working on lab results for Greg, and Greg, using his newly-found free time, was busy mackin' on Wendy.

The End.

Yeap- that's what a crazy wild hair will get ya on a Monday night. : )

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