Disclaimer: I own nothing the characters and the setting were all borrowed.
A/N: Just something, I came up with sitting on my bedroom floor! Please R&R I hope you enjoy it!
CSI Sara Sidle stood at her locked in the change rooms, she was routing through her locker, "Come on, there has to be something…" her belongings were now strewn across the floor below her as she pulled things out looking for something clean to wear. She was dripping wet, with a towel wrapped around her now clean body, her clothes were now evidence and as it seemed she had nothing else to wear, she picked up her phone and dialed the number of her female coworker Catherine Willows.
"Willows," she answered.
"Hey Catherine, do you have any clean clothes at the lab, I just had juices sprayed all over me, and so Gris took my clothes as evidence. And I have nothing." Catherine chuckled on the other end.
"I have a pair of jeans in my locker, but I don't have any shirts in there," Sara thanked her, and after getting Cath's combination, she grabbed the jeans and pulled them over her black hot pants. Just as she was pulling the towel closer around her chest, she heard the door creek open.
"Sara, are you ok? You've been in there a while." Her eyes went wide.
"Nicky, come in," he opened the door, and walked in seeing her standing there in a pair of jeans, black bra and a towel he pulled the door closed behind him.
"You ok?" she shook her head, a tear slipping down her cheek.
"I havn't slept in three day's, Grissom is currently cutting up my new 150 jeans and I have no clean clothes, I had to borrow, Cath's jeans, but I have no shirt." she sat down on the bench and dropped her head into her hands, she was exhausted, and wanted nothing more then to go to bed. Nick, walked over to his locker and pulled out a black shirt.
"It'll be a bit big, but at least it's something," she looked up and smiled at him. He handed the shirt to her.
"Thanks Nicky, you are my savior," he smiled and left the room. She quickly unwrapped the towel from her body and pulled on the shirt, Nick was wrong it wasn't a bit big, it was A LOT too big, but it smelt of her favorite Texan, so she didn't mind. She dried her hair, pulling it into a lose ponytail and pulled on her shoes before walking out into the brake room, where Nick was sitting with Greg, Warrick and Catherine, who had just walked in before her.
"Wow Sara, looking good," Greg complemented her, she just shook her head, Nick held out a cup for her. She graciously took it, and lent over and kissed his temple.
"Thanks Nicky, I owe you one." Nick just smiled and winked at her.
"Nah don't worry bout it, getting to see you looking that cute, that's all the reward I need!"
A/N2: I know it was only short but what did you think? Please review. JJ:P