Texas Brand Salsa

Summary: Sara and Wendy have an interesting conversation about Texas Brand Salsa. One Shot!

Disclaimer: Not mine...just a fan of CSI and had an interesting Idea after watching a couple of episodes of CSI.

A/N: Random Idea...based off of an observed flirtation. Might toy with the same idea in another set of short stories later. Please Review!


Texas Brand Salsa

"Hey Wendy... Have you seen Nick? I was told to work on a case with him." Sara Sidle asked the DNA tech as she walked into the lab.

"I think he is in the break room," the lab technician, Wendy Simms said rubbing her stomach and trying to keep the sensation of bile from rising in her throat. "And when you find him tell him that just because it is Texas brand Salsa, doesn't mean that it tastes good..."

"What's wrong with Texas brand salsa? I find it fine.." Sara said looking at her and shook her head. "Alright.. I'll tell him…thanks." She started to the breakroom.

"It's his fault my stomach is upset," Wendy called out over her shoulder as she rushed to the trashcan to puke.

"It's not his fault!! It's the salsa's!!" Sara said turning back around to look at Wendy and to defend the Texan CSI.

Wendy wiped her mouth and took a sip of her water bottle. "No, actually it is the cowboy's fault..." she said rubbing her stomach and hoping that she wouldn't throw up again.

Sara's eyes grew big and she said, "Oh my god…you're pregnant aren't you?" and when Wendy's only reply was to take another sip from her water bottle, she said, "You and—"

"Texas Salsa…" Wendy finished.