Disclaimer: I don't own CSI. I'm simply a modest fan and writer.
A/N: Another Catherine/Warrick ficlet. Despite the title it's not a pornorama, sex-fest (sorry, guys! ) Just one of those feasable situations. Make up your own minds on whether Warrick is single or not. Just read and enjoy.
Ficlet 10: Hot and Sweaty
Shift was finally over. It was one of those hot, sluggish, humid days. Grissom stuck Warrick and Catherine with a body dump at the desert which made it even worse. They walked through a huge chunk of the desert, or so it seemed to them. They got back feeling sweatier and a little worse for wear. On the drive over they made sure to curse Grissom and his little bugs for sticking them with a lousy assignment.
"What did we do to him?" Catherine walked slightly ahead of Warrick, reaching the refrigerator in the break room and pulling out a bottle of water.
"Got any for me," Warrick questioned.
She almost downed the whole bottle before she slowed down to answer, "No... but I'll buy you an ice cream after shift."
Warrick chuckled, "How about a drink? I think we're a little too mature for ice cream."
Catherine looked at him, 'did he really suggest going out for drinks?'
"Sure," she replied after thinking it over, "I know a great place."
"Alright, sounds like a plan. How about we clock out early? It's the least we could do after that lame assignment Grissom stuck us on."
Catherine agreed. As they walked towards the locker room, they were each occupied in their own thoughts.
'Is this outing just as friends? Or does he want something more?'
'What will I tell her? Maybe I should tell her how I feel.'
'His shirt is unbuttoned… should I say something? Nah, he looks better this way.'
'She looks good tonight. Damn, even sweat and sand looks great on her.'
They were walking past Grissom's office, and he popped his head out.
"Did you have fun in the desert?"
They both snapped out of their thoughts and looked at their boss.
"What?"
"It's just that you were both smiling so much, I assumed you had fun on your case," Grissom shrugged.
Catherine just gave him a hard look and shook her head, "I'll remember your little assignment to the inferno next time you want me to bug-sit!"
She walked off, Warrick gave Grissom a 'you just got owned' look.
She grabbed her things and watched Warrick grab his stuff.
"So, drinks and that's it?"
Warrick looked at her from the side, "Let's see where this night takes us. I've got a feeling we're going to be sweating even more tonight," he made it sound innocent, yet loaded with meaning. Catherine made sure to grab her spare clothes before following Warrick outside.
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See what I did with the title? Puns are fun! So is a suggestive ending (which I tend to do alot). Hoped the "yoblingers" liked it, if you did please leave a review.
