Sara walked on one of the many corridors of the lab. She had just come in and was dripping from water, it was raining outside. The sound of her steps echoed in the silence. It was surprisingly quiet there. "No cases." Sara suspected as she walked to the dressing room to change to her working clothes.
Greg was leaning his face to his hands that were folded on the table. It was so quiet he could have well fallen asleep. He was just about to fall asleep when he heard steps on the corridor, very familiar steps, determined steps of Sara Sidle. He fixed his posture and immediately seemed energetic. He ran his fingers through his hair fixing the messy do. Water dripping Sara walked pass the lab room that Greg was sitting in without even giving a glance. Greg sighed and let his posture drop again. Once again cold treatment from Sara, without her even realizing it. It was raining outside which didn't help his mood. He went back to leaning on his folded hands. He took his new MP3-player and decided to relax by listening to some music.
Nick and Warrick walked to the lab room where Greg was apparently napping. "Now it would be so nice to throw a corpse right in front of his face." Warrick said to Nick and laughed. Nick smiled. "I think calling Sara here would have even more startling affect on him." Nick grinned widely. "Did someone mention me?" Sara said from the doorway. Nick turned smiling for the coincidence. "Never mind…We were just wondering if we should wake up Greg or call you to do it." He said to somewhat cold looking Sara. Sara stepped inside and walked to right behind Greg. She gently pulled off the headphones from his ears. She was quiet for a while. "FIRE!" She then yelled from the top of her lungs startling even Nick and Warrick. Greg jumped up from his chair faster than the lightning. "Nice for you to join us." Sara said smirking as Nick and Warrick let out a good laugh. Greg was blushing from embarrassment but tried to fix it by trying to look taller beside the guys. "It's a guy thing." Sara thought leaving the act without further attention.
Sara left the guys to tease Greg and went to another lab room that contained her office. The empty lab room made it possible for her to hear the rain drumming against the roof, against the window. She hadn't remembered there was a window in the room. She walked to it and opened the shades of the window. She saw the wet asphalt jungle of the Las Vegas. She noticed a white car parked in front of the building. There was someone sitting inside it, but from the rain Sara couldn't tell who it was. But deep in Sara's mind something felt familiar in this figure. Sara let this vague memory, which she completely ignored, step a side, as she went to go through some case files on her desk. She yawned. She could have killed for a cup of coffee now.