Disclaimer: No charactors are mine, sadly.
It had been a while since he'd visited her, but Nick could see that Sara had taken their last case real hard. He'd supposed that it was part of the reason she'd taken a holiday, that and the tension that had built up between her and Grissom. He was one of her closest freinds, they'd confided in each other a lot over the past few years and felt more like a brother and sister than actual colleagues.
Work had consumed so much of their time that he'd barely had enough time to eat and sleep let alone maintain a social life at the same time, and he was sure that with Sara's extra hours at the lab, she had less of a life than he did. As he rounded the corner to Sara's appartment it had begun to rain, so he flipped up the hood on his new Puma spray jacket.
He tried to buzz her appartment, but no-one answered, so five minutes later he began to trudge back the way he came, thinking that she must have been out when he saw her walking towards him.
Under any normal circumstances he would have greeted her, but he noticed that there was someone walking beside her, he couldn't tell who it was from that distance, but the form deffinately looked male, so he decided to wait, quickly crossing the road and huddling into the doorway of another appartment building and pretending to check for mail, hoping that Sara wouldn't reckognise him.
As Sara fumbled around in her bag for her keys the man standing beside her chanced a glance around. Recognisation dawned on Nicks face and his jaw almost hit the cement, he'd expected her to be with someone who she didn't workwith, he'd almost half suspected that it could be Grissom, but nothing prepared him for the shock of seeing Sara usher Conrad Ecklie into her appartment, then close the door with a snap behind them.
Ok, the beginning of my second story ever, what do you guys think? any good? should i give up on the idea? Ecklie might not be having a relationship with her, i just want to see what other people think.....
I'll stop babbling now... plz review