Jealous Is My Middle Name
Rating: It should be okay.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Except my thoughts.
Summary: Greg gets jealous when one of Sara's friends comes to visit her. But what Greg doesn't know... could end up hurting him.
A/N: I believe the wonderful remoob1513 emailed me with this idea. Sorry if it took so long to finally make it to the big screen. (your computer screen) (laughs) My second attempt at a Greg/Sara story. Sorry if it sucks. (sobs)
Greg Sanders walked into the break room, bored as hell and needing someone to talk to. He smiled when he saw a familiar brunette sitting at the table, with a diet soda in one hand and a fruit in the other. He walked through the doors and strutted over to the small fridge, getting himself a drink.
"Hey Sar. What's up?"
"Hmm. Taking a break. You?"
"Same. I was starting to talk to the lab equipment. I had to get out of there." She laughed and went to reply to his witty remark, but her cell phone started to ring.
"Hang on for a second," she muttered. She flipped her phone open and answered it. Her face brightened and her lips curved into a smile. "Hey! Where are you?" Greg sat in the chair across from her and pretended to be fascinated by the cracks in the ceiling. "Great! When you get here, we can go out for dinner or something. There's this new place that just opened up that I'm dying to check out."
Greg tapped his fingers on the table and started to read the back of his soda can. After saying goodbye, Sara shut her phone and looked up at Greg with a huge smile on her face.
"So what were talking about again," she asked shyly.
"New friend?" He pointed to her cell phone, which now lay on the table.
"Oh... ugh, no. Just a friend from California. He's coming over to visit."
"So it's a guy?" Sara narrowed her eyes and nodded her head.
"Yeah."
Nick and Warrick barged into the break room, immediately walking towards Greg.
"Dude, Nick got Halo 3. You gonna stop by later tonight to play live with us," Warrick asked. Greg nodded his head and held out his fist the their 'guy' handshake.
"No doubt. What time?"
"After shift. And bring beer," Nick called out.
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Greg sat in his lab, carelessly making DNA matches and printing out the results. Catherine walked in, running a hand through her hair. She tilted her head to the side and frowned.
"Greg? What's with the sad face?"
"Hmm?"
"Did your pet gold fish die?"
"No." He looked around the lab, making sure it was just him and Catherine before leaning forward and narrowing his eyes at her. "Promise you won't tell anyone?"
"Promise." She nodded.
"Sara has this new friend. And he's visiting her sometime tonight. And-"
"You're jealous. Aren't you?" He quickly straightened up in his chair.
"No!! Here are your DNA results, Catherine. Goodbye," he shoved a blank piece of paper in her face and turned around in his chair, typing furiously at his computer.
"You like Sara?"
"Go away."
"Aww. Greg. I'm sorry." He turned and looked over his shoulder.
"Can you help me?"
"With what?"
"Win her back." She bit her lip and shrugged her shoulders.
"I'm not good at playing cupid."
"Please. I'm on my hands and knees, here, Cath. The guy's coming in a few hours. What am I supposed to do if she introduces him to everyone?"
"Don't ball up your fists," she remarked lamely. He rolled his eyes.
"Some help you are. Can't you persuade Grissom to like... appear out of no where with a huge case for Sara and I to take?"
"Greg..."
"Fine. You're priorities are no longer in my top four. And say goodbye to your position as number three on my MySpace," he threatened.
"Okay! I'll help. I'll see what I can do. Call me when the dude gets here."
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Greg watched Sara log out of her shift and walk down the hallway. He started to run and caught up with her.
"Hey Sara!! Wait up!" She turned around and stopped in the middle of the hallway, waiting for him to catch up. She smiled when he hunched over and tried to catch his breath. "You got any plans later tonight," he asked, knowing the answer all to well.
"Well I have-" He hit his forehead with the palm of his hand and closed his eyes.
"You have your guy friend coming. I forgot." He began to walk backwards. "Um... yeah. I just wanted to see if you were up for a little pizza and beer? I'll see you tomorrow though?"
"Greg- I... wait?" He stopped and walked up to her again, hope in his face.
"You can come with Jared and me if you want? We're going have dinner and then walk around the town maybe?" He shook his head and held up his hands.
"I wouldn't wanna interrupt your date." She quickly shook her head.
"It's not a date." He gave her a look.
"Come on, Sar. Some guy calls you up and you get all giddy about it. Of course it's a date." She frowned. "I hope you have fun. I'll call you later, maybe?" She watched him walk back down the hall and sighed.
"Yeah..." she whispered.
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"It's the cutest thing ever, Gil." He shook his head and moved around Catherine, who stood in front of his desk.
"That's why he needs to stay in the lab. He's blind to the obvious." She laughed and smacked him on the arm.
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Greg got home and threw his keys onto the counter. His answering machine was full of messages, probably from Warrick and Nick, telling him to come over and play video games. He deleted them all without listening to a single one and made his way towards the ice box.
He pulled out a can of soda, grabbed a bag of chips, and sat down in front of his big screen TV; watching music videos. His cell phone started to ring in the middle of one of his favorite songs. He pulled it out of his back pocket and frowned. Sara was calling. He lowered the TV and opened his phone.
"Sara?"
"Greg... you're not... busy are you?" He looked down at the soda and chips on his lap.
"I ugh... actually, I am. Just a little, though."
"Oh..."
"What did ya' need?"
"... nothing. I'm sorry I called."
"Oh, it's okay."
A/N: So... did you Greg/Sara fans like that? I'm really sorry, again; if it sucks. LOL. I'm trying to be diverse here and stop with the Grillows obsessiveness. :) And I'm sorry for grammar errors. They are evil enough to get past me sometimes.