Hey all! Here (finally!) is the simulataneous fic I was telling y'all about in my CWR fic 'What A Little Wine Can Do'. I started this one off exactly the same as the last one, so that if you havent read the other, it doesnt matter :) Hope you enjoy! Sorry about the wait...

Dscmr: The only CSI things I own are books, DVDs a T-shirt and the concept of this fic :)

Laughter erupted from the room once again. The five occupants were reminiscing on the past year over take-out Chinese. Catherine, Warrick, Grissom, Sara and Nick sat around the glass table in the break-room of the Las Vegas Criminalistics lab.

'...And what about your podiatry dexterity test that I walked in on you examining?' Catherine exclaimed to a bashful Grissom, while the other members of the team looked on in fits of giggles.

'I was curious to how well I could perform'

Eyebrows were raised to Grissom's statement. Noticing the looks, 'You guys need to clean your minds!'

Hours past with memories flowing as freely as the wine. They'd just clocked off shift and had decided to stay where they were to celebrate the Christmas holiday.

'It's been a good year...' Nick said, finding a comfortable spot in his chair.

'It sure has...and it's not even over yet' stated Catherine taking another sip of red wine.

'Well, I don't know about you lot, but I'm going home' Grissom said scooping up fallen rice off the table.

'Nah Griss! Stay man!' Warrick pleaded.

'If they expect me to work tomorrow, I'm better off going home while I can still walk and have a chance of bouncing back from sleep deprivation'

Sara stood up, 'Yeah, I think I'm gonna join you...' Four heads whipped around to look at Sara, who unsuccessfully tried to rectify her drunken statement, '...by going home...to my home! Grissom's right, you do need to clean your minds!'

'Well I can drive you instead of you getting a taxi. I haven't drank that much'

'That'll be great, thanks Griss'

They said there goodbye's and walked out of the building together.

'Hey, do you think...?' Nick asked gesturing with a head nod to the leaving colleagues.

'We can hope!' Catherine said.


Stay calm, stay calm, he's only driving you home, he's not asking you to marry him! That's a good thing, because no one is proposing to me in a Tahoe that smells of luminol and latex gloves!

'I've had fun tonight' Sara spoke

'Yeah, it's been good. The take-out could have been nicer, you know, actually tasting of food would have been a nice touch' Grissom joked

'You seemed to enjoy it though' remembering the rice scattered across the table

'I hadn't eaten since that apple when I was handing out assignments'

Sara giggled. 'So what are your plans for the rest of the night slash day?'

'Sleep probably, you?' he asked, not taking his eyes from the road,

'Probably the same.'

Grissom turned a corner and pulled the car to stop outside of Sara's home.

'Well this is my stop' this is my stop?!

'Ill see you to the door' he said unbuckling his seat belt.

'You can come for a coffee if you want' she offered, stepping out of the Tahoe.

'Coffee will keep me up, but a cocoa would be nice'