Geek to Chic

Rating: It's safe.

Disclaimer: I don't own Greg or Sara or Catherine or Gil... need me to keep going?

Summary: Greg Sanders, geeks of all geeks, desperately needs help getting someone's attention at the lab.

A/N: Gee em oh. I'm sorry I waited so long to update this story. But it's finally over! YAY! LOL. I'm sorry if this wasn't the best Sandles fic you ever read, but I tried for you guys :) I hope I made you proud. LOL. grammar mistakes are mine and I hope you enjoyed the story :D

"I think we should call him."

"Are you crazy? You never call someone when they're in the middle of a date."

"If anything goes wrong, he'll call us."

"I'm sure if anything goes his way, he'll call us then too."

"Okay. Enough. Get back to work," Grissom said. Catherine pouted.

"Even me?"

"Of course not, my dear."

"Goody!"

"Aw man! That's not fair!"

"Hey Griss, if I took you out to dinner, do I still have to get back to work," Nick asked. Warrick laughed and dragged him out of the break room.

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Greg stood in the kitchen, amazed. He ran his fingers through his hair and watched as Sara walked back into the kitchen with a box of pizza. She dug in her cabinets for two plates.

"If you look in the fridge, there's a bottle of Dr.Pepper. Wanna fix us a glass?"

"Sure." He turned and walked to the ice box. 'Does she even remember kissing me? Stupid. Of course she does. How could she forget? It just happened seconds ago! Oh God... what if I scared her? OH MY GOD. I'm a bad kisser. Note. Learn to kiss.' There was a loud crash and he jumped. When he turned around, she was on the floor; picking up the plates she had dropped. He ran to her and started helping her. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine. I'm just clumsy."

"Well that makes two of us." Once the glass was picked up and thrown away, they sat at her table and ate the pizza. The awkward silence was killing him. He had to do something. "Yeah... so this pizza... it's good." She looked up at him and nodded with a mouth full of pizza.

"Hmm mmm." He laughed and grabbed his napkin. She watched him with a look and realized what he was doing. He leaned closer to her and softly removed sauce from her chin and the side of her lips. She blushed and put down her pizza. "Sorry. It's just... so good."

"I admire a girl who can eat pizza and get sauce all over. It's adorable." She turned a darker shade of red and tried to pick up her glass. Greg noticed her hands were shaking. Bad.

'She's nervous! I made Sara Sidle nervous!!' He placed his hand over hers and smiled. "Relax."

"I am re-relaxed."

"No. You're nervous."

"Well it's not everyday I have some hot guy sitting with me in my kitchen, eating pizza, of all things."

'Did she just call me hot?'

"Greg?"

"Did you just call me hot?"

"Yes! Well, I mean... ever since I saw you I thought you were kinda' cute but... I don't know."

"You think I'm hot?" She nodded her head.

"And so Catherine tried to tell me you weren't that bad and I guess I should've listened to her because... honestly, you're not," She said in one breath.

"The adjective 'hot' describes me?"

"YES!" He smirked and leaned over the table to kiss her. She pulled away and covered her mouth. "No. I probably have... pizza... in-"

"I don't care."

"Yes you do."

"Sara, I don't care. Let me kiss you!"

"No!" She got up from the table and ran into her living room. He laughed and chased around her furniture before he grabbed her by the waist and threw her onto the couch.

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"That movie was retarded," Nick announced. Catherine gasped and threw a piece of popcorn at him.

"It wasn't retarded! It was so romantic!"

"Nothing's romantic about two suicidal kids killing themselves in the end."

"But they loved each other!"

"I can understand that, but come on. Too much drama for me."

"I'm with Nick. I always hated that movie in high school," Warrick added. Catherine turned to Gil with wide eyes.

"Tell them what a good movie it is!"

"It's a good movie-"

"Thank you."

"-because Romeo gets some action on the second date." Nick and Warrick laughed as Catherine swatted Gil's arm with her newspaper.

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"For a second, I thought I was a bad kisser."

"Far from it," she whispered. He pressed his lips to hers once more before she rested her head on his chest and laced her fingers with his. He kissed the top of her head and gently moved her dark hair away from her neck. Their hands found each other's again. "So... what's gonna happen tomorrow?"

"I don't know. Do you want to tell them?"

"They all know I've had the biggest crush on you since day one, but they might be more surprised if you said it."

"I'm afraid to tell them, though."

"Why?"

"Well I'm not afraid to tell all of them. It's just Catherine I'm worried about."

"She'll probably be the most happiest."

"Yeah. And she'll be the first one to run in my face and say, 'I told you so.'" Greg laughed and lifted her chin. He softly touched her cheek as she leaned up and roughly kissed him. He sat up, with her in his lap, and whispered in her ear,

"Which way to your room?"

A/N: So... :D lol. I honestly have no idea what's wrong with me. I've been writing short chapter a lot lately. Well, I hope you guys liked it! Thanks to everyone who reviews. You guys rock!!!!!