"Nick! I've told you before! I'm not going!" Sara walked out of the room and sighed. The CSIs were having their usual Christmas get together, except this year they had all decided to take someone with them. Being the only one in the group without a plus one was embarrassing enough for her but to have the rest of them know about it was out of the question. She had made an excuse about how she was busy on that particular day and deep down she knew no one had bought it.
"Hey, Nick?" Catherine looked up at him in the middle of eating a tuna sandwich. She could see that his eyes were still glued to the door in which Sara had departed; probably deep in thought. When he didn't reply, she put her sandwich down and leant back in her chair, folding her arms, "Nick!" She laughed when he jumped slightly, "Go after her."
Despite how bad he wanted to see if she was okay, he shook his head and turned to face her, "Cath, we all know she doesn't have anyone to go with. I'm not going to make her go. She doesn't want to."
"I know she doesn't, Nicky," He looked at her as if she'd just said something stupid.
"Then why are you saying I should I go after her?"
Catherine rolled her eyes, "Because you want her to go."
Nick tilted his head to the side, confused. "C'mon Nicky, don't give me that look. I've seen the way you look at her." Nick had opened his mouth to protest but Catherine raised her hand to stop him from speaking, "Don't even try to deny it. The only reason you're taking Blondie is because you don't have the guts to ask Sara."
Nick sighed and stood up, "Shift has started. I gotta go." Before Catherine could call him back, he left. She sighed as well and looked up at the clock above the door. Since Nick was telling the truth, she too walked out in search for Grissom and the next case.
The night definitely wasn't over yet.
