"What's that?" Nick's words made Warrick look up from the evidence he was analysing and look to where Nick's eyes were; on Sara's left hand.

"It's uh…a ring," Sara said, stating the obvious.

Nick laughed, "uh, yeah, I got that. You and Gris' get married or somethin'?" He smiled, not expecting her to say yes.

Sara stood up straight and looked at both men, "Um, yeah. Yes we did…"

"Congrats, man!" Warrick moved from where he was standing to the other side of the bench where Sara was and pulled her into a hug. Nick stayed where he was, firmly attached to the ground.

"How long?"

Warrick released Sara's small frame and went back to examining the evidence they'd collected. Sara's eyes stayed on Nick's face but for some reason unknown to her, she couldn't look him in the eyes.

"We did it a few weeks ago. He asked me when we last spoke online and I caught the first flight out to Puerto Rico and…well, we married the day after," Sara said, softly.

Nick laughed again, "He asked you over Skype? Wow…" Warrick, at that point, looked up, not believing what his best friend just said.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

Nick folded his arms, "Well, it's just uh…" He tried to find the right words, "It's not very romantic that's all."

"Yeah, well, I don't care," Sara said, defensively, "It was beautiful and I'm happy." With that, she turned on her small heels and left, leaving the evidence for the men to deal with.

Nick scoffed, "Yeah…you're real happy…" Lucky enough for him, Sara had already left and didn't hear his last words. She was offended that he would even make fun of them both for getting married in the first place and as for Grissom's proposal, how else was he supposed to do it? It's not like they lived in the same country.

Warrick looked at him, "D'you wanna talk about it?"

Nick, now concentrating on the small fibre in front of him, shook his head, trying to distract himself from Warrick's questioning, "Nothin' to say."

"Uh-huh…" Warrick said, disbelievingly. The room was silent with both men at work, doing what they do best; analysing evidence. It'd been a long day for all three of them and Nick's little jab at Sara made her day a whole lot longer for her. Only 11 more fibres to go and they would be free. Well, until the next case.

Without saying a word about where she had been, Sara walked back into the room. She felt bad for leaving Warrick with all this work to do, Nick, not so much. His comment had really hurt her feelings and, in her opinion, it was totally uncalled for. Silently, she picked up yet another fibre from the pile of brown paper evidence bags in front of her and looked at it under the microscope, noting the characteristics on the sheet in front of her.

Warrick hated this silence. Okay, silence was fine but awkward silence was horrible, especially when it was your two best friends. Usually they would tell each other stupid jokes or talk about the weekend or even just talk about the case at hand; not today though. He wanted to say something to break the tension but all he really wanted to talk about was Sara's marriage. He wanted to know what the day was like, how many guests there were (if any) and more importantly, pictures! He inwardly sighed; that would all have to wait until later. It was going to be a long night…