„That's not what I'm looking for!"
Sara threw her clothes into a big black bag and looked at her boyfriend – well, ex-boyfriend – with a look that could kill. She was about to cry, but tried to seem angry and strong. With a strange noise, she opened the door and looked at Bryan one more time. "I hate you", she said and was trying to sound aggressive, but the words came out quiet and Bryan could here, that she'd cry soon. Then she left the apartment and thought about where to go.
After she had walked a while, she began to cry. When she met Bryan the first time, she thought, he would be the guy who stays with her for long time and maybe they could have even had kids. But no, after 5 months, he betrayed her with that stupid little girl that they met in a bar. That bitch.
Sara took her mobile and called Nick, while she was trying to wipe her tears away. She heard a strange melody playing and then she heard the CSI's voice. "Hey, dude! Where are you?"
"Hi, it's me. Sara." "Oh, sorry, I thought you were someone else." "Really? I didn't think that!" "What's wrong, Sara? You sound so strange!" "Well...my boyfriend just left me." "Oh no! What an idiot!" Sara had to grin after she heard that. "That's what he is. Definitely." "Shall we go drink some coffee? Girls need coffee after they broke up." "Ah, Nick, you know what girls need! Of course I want coffee! Is Starbucks okay?" "Sure" "Okay, I'll be there in one hour." "Good. See ya!"
After the call, Sara ran to her flat, where she quickly dressed in a black dress and put some earrings on. She looked into the mirror and smiled to herself. Then she left and took a taxi to the CSI team's favourite coffee shop at XY Street. When she entered the room, she heard a loud whistling and turned to where the noise came from. A smile appeared on her face and she shook her head before she sat down at the table where here colleague had waited for here.
"Nice dress, girl!" Nick said impressed. "Thank you", Sara answered smiling and ordered a Latte Macchiato while Nick drank from his Espresso.
"So, why did this dork Bryan leave you, huh?" "Well, I wanted to talk about Veronica – you know, this little bar bitch – with him. And then...he left!" Nick laughed. "You say words like 'bitch'? Wow, you must be really angry!" "Ha ha, really funny, Nick" "Sorry"
He leaned a bit forward, so their faces were very close, and nudged her on the nose. She blushed a bit and suddenly felt better. It was good to sit here, talking to Nick and make jokes. It distracted here from that what happened just some hours ago.
"You know, I really thought, he'd be the one..." she whispered.
"But know you know he isn't. I'm sure there's your dream guy out there anywhere, but it was not Bryan. What's the matter? I'm not married yet either!"
Sara started laughing loudly. "That's probably because you go to Starbucks all the time! Maybe the girls would like some little, romantic restaurant better!" He played surprised and looked at her grinning. "Oh, really? That means you don't like Starbucks?" "No! No! But this isn't a date, so that doesn't count. It isn't...right?" she asked uncertain. "Well, that depends on you!" Nick answered.
Now Sara really blushed and almost seemed like a red tomato when she sipped her macchiato extensively. Her brain was running fast and she was trying to find out if Nick really meant what she thought or if he'd wanted to say something else with that. Soon, the coffee was finished and she had to say something.
"Well...I wouldn't say no, if you'd ask me", she whispered. He smiled and leaned forward again, their faces were just some millimetres away from each other and then...the phone rang.
"What's up?" Nick was roaring into the phone and Sara had the feeling that everyone in the room was listening now. Sara covered her face under her right hand and hoped that not everybody was staring at her. Why did someone have to call just in that moment? She swore she would kill that one if she ever met him.
"It's Grissom", Nick whispered to her. She smiled. Oh. Maybe she could just yell at him. Killing is such a hard punishment. She shook her head and had the feeling that she'd get a headache soon. With her soft eyes always watching Nick, she thought that he was a very good-looking guy. She sighed quietly and rolled her eyes. Grissom's timing was so great. Probably he wanted Nick to go a crime scene, so they couldn't talk to each other anymore.
When the young CSI hung up, she looked at him expecting. He shrugged his shoulders.
"Sorry. A dead guy lying around here somewhere. But the good thing is – we can work together!" Sara couldn't cushion a sarcastic laugh. She would have rather stayed here with him, drinking some more coffee and talking about her problems. But no, they had to work. Ok, girl, try to think positive – a crime scene is the best place approach this guy.
They left the coffee shop and got into Nick's car. Then they went to the crime scene, which was in the backyard of a big casino. She knew it, because Bryan went there sometimes and immediately she was about to cry again. Closing her eyes and breathing deeply, she thought of something good and caught herself thinking about her and Nick kissing each other passionately. She opened her eyes again and looked around until she found her co-worker.
"So...who are you then?" she asked the body and kneeled down beside him. She put on her rubber gloves and searched for something telling her the identity of this young man. He must have been about 30 and he was married, Sara could tell that because of the ring on his left ring finger. She sighed sadly. Why couldn't she be married? Was it because of her job or because of her behaviour? She didn't know it and that made her even angrier.
Suddenly she found a passport in the guy's jacket. His name was James Barker. Probably his wife just called him Jamie. Or...had called. The worst part on her job was telling the relatives that they're lovely son, daughter, husband, wife – whatever – was killed and asking them questions so they didn't even have time to sorrow.
She put the other evidences into the plastic bags and then went to Nick again. He was talking to a witness, but immediately stopped when he saw Sara. "Thanks, we're done", he said to the women.
"Hey. Found something?" "Yes. His name was Jamie...uh...James Barker and he was married" "Well, I guess we have to contact his wife then" "Yup. Could you please do this?" "Of course. And Sara?" "Yes?" "We'll carry on with our date later" "Uhm...sure"