Busted

Rating: G
Pairing: Grissom/Sara
Category: General/Humor/Romance
Spoilers: None
Archive: Please ask first I might say yes.
Disclaimer: They're not mine. Never will be.

Author's Note: Well, I hadn't planned on making a sequel, but once this idea came to me, I had to run with it. Enjoy!

Summary: This is a sequel to "Diamond Deceptions". You will probably need to read that so you can understand this one.

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It's payback time, Sara thought to herself with a satisfied smirk. It's his turn to be a specimen under their microscope. It would stand to reason that their colleagues would notice HER wedding ring two days ago and not see HIS.

"What are you smiling about?"

Sara quickly wiped the smirk off her face. "Was I smiling?"

Grissom gave her a sideways glance. "Well, you're not now. You okay?"

Sara trained her features into what she hoped was an innocent look. "Just fine, honey."

"You sure?"

She nodded, smiling pleasantly on the outside but grinning evilly on the inside. "Yep. I enjoyed our two days off, and now I'm looking forward to work again."

Grissom decided not to press further. "Okay." He parked the Tahoe in the parking lot and they walked into the building together.

"I'll meet you in the break room, okay?" Sara said, pushing open the rest room door and stepping inside.

Grissom raised an eyebrow at her back and continued on.

As soon as the rest room door shut, Sara burst into a fit of giggles. Oh, this plan was going to be so good! It'll serve him right, she told herself.

She finished her giggling and checked her appearance in the mirror. She brushed back a few straying strands of hair, put on her best emotionless face, and exited the rest room.

Time to put her acting skills to good use.

Nick, Catherine and Warrick gave their greetings when she appeared in the break room and headed for the coffee machine.

"Hey," Sara answered back.

Grissom said nothing; he was busy looking through a case folder.

The other three CSIs observed his silence, assuming it was aimed deliberately at Sara.

Catherine gave Sara a questioning look.

Sara just shrugged, biting back a smile behind her coffee cup. She sat down at the table, making a point not to sit anywhere near Grissom.

Nick looked like he wanted to say something, but he kept his mouth shut.

Warrick just frowned at the ring on Sara's hand.

"Grissom?"

"Yes, Sara?" Grissom answered without looking up.

Sara hesitated a moment. Should I really torture him like this? she silently asked herself. He was so sweet last night......wait, what am I thinking? Of course I should torture him! He deserves it for joining them in interrogating me the other day, even if he was just teasing.

Sara bit her bottom lip. "Is that a wedding band on your finger?" she asked with fake suspicion.

Grissom's head snapped up so fast that Sara almost laughed.

His wide-eyed look quickly turned into a glare. Grissom had wondered when she would get around to exacting her revenge on him, and it seems he would not be disappointed.

Well, he couldn't lie and say it wasn't a wedding band, because there was nothing else it could possibly be. There was no way out of it; three sets of eyes were locked onto him in utter shock.

Sara's own brown eyes sparkled mischievously at him. She certainly was a sneaky brat.

"Maybe," he said evasively. "Maybe not."

"I believe that was a 'yes' or 'no' question, Gil," Catherine stated coldly.

Grissom turned his glare from Sara to Catherine. "Yes," he nearly snapped at her. "Not that it's anyone's business."

Sara stifled a laugh and choked on her coffee. She jumped out of her seat, grabbed a glass, and filled it with water to drown her coughing.

Thankfully, no one followed her to the sink to offer their comforts. They respectfully kept their distance.

Just like she had done two days ago, Catherine once more verbally attacked Grissom. "What's the deal here?" she demanded. "Did you run off and marry someone just to spite Sara for getting engaged?"

Grissom sent a darker glare towards Sara, who merely grinned at him behind everyone's backs. "I don't want to talk about it," he said firmly. Avoidance was always the best way.

"Oh my god, you did!" Catherine wailed. "Are you insane?"

"Anyone we know, Doctor Grissom?" Sara summoned up a venomous tone. She was enjoying watching him squirm.

"I said I didn't want to talk about it," Grissom fairly growled at her. He knew he shouldn't have teased her the other day, and now he was paying the consequences.

He cleared his throat uncomfortably. "The only new case we have is a shooting at the MGM Grande." He handed the assignment slip to Sara.

Well, that was typical. "You're making me work solo?" Sara almost whined.

Nick shot Warrick a worried glance. Grissom only sent Sara solo when he was mad at her for something. The engagement ring on her finger must have made him furious.

But furious enough to go and marry someone else? Nick silently wondered. That just doesn't sound like Grissom at all.

"You can handle it," Grissom replied shortly, wanting to laugh at Sara's fake whining. "I'm going to be helping the rest of you guys with your murder case."

No further protests were offered.

"Show me what you've got," Grissom requested of Catherine, Warrick and Nick.

With a sympathetic look for Sara, and a death glare for Grissom, Catherine opened a folder and started talking.

Meanwhile, Sara poured herself another cup of coffee, watching her husband and their three colleagues in amusement.

The matter of wedding bands and engagement rings had apparently slipped Grissom's mind as he absorbed the case information.

And now for the grand finale, Sara thought wickedly. He'll walk right into my trap.

This was the perfect moment. Grissom was focused on his case folder laying open on the table.

Sara rinsed her coffee cup in the sink and headed for the break room door. "Well, I'm off to my crime scene," she said nonchalantly, as if the previous argument never happened. "Bye, Griss."

"See you later, sweetheart," came Grissom's automatic response.

A shock of silence fell over the break room.

Sara quickly disappeared out the door, afraid she might burst out laughing in front of everybody.

A mildly panicked expression graced Grissom's face as his words to Sara suddenly registered in his brain. He looked up to find three of his colleagues staring at him, open-mouthed.

Grissom's throat suddenly went very dry. "Oops."

Catherine raised an eyebrow, not amused at all. "Busted!"

- The End -