As Nick walked into the break room the next morning, he could hear Sara's laughter. God, it's good to hear her laugh again. Nick smiled to himself. Sara had been through a lot lately, she deserved some happiness. Lucky for her, she'd found it…in the arms of Grissom. Nick sighed and entered the room.
"What'so funny, guys?" Nick watched as Warrick, Greg and Sara were laughing. Warrick stopped laughing and looked up at him as he began to pour himself some coffee.
"Hey! We're just laughing at Mrs Grissom over here," Nick cringed. Mrs Grissom. He shook his head, shaking the thoughts of that name. Still, he tried to sound interested.
"Why?" He took a sip of his coffee and sat down next to Sara.
Greg was still laughing and Sara was laughing at Greg's laughter so Warrick spoke on her behalf, "Well, when Gris' and Sara were about to get married…Wait—Let me start at the beginning," Nick mentally begged him not to, "Sara was early to the church, just like Sara is early to everything—"
"Hey! I resent that!"
Warrick laughed, "Anyway, she was early and Grissom wasn't sure where she had got to because, y'know, she wasn't in their room in the morning…"
"It's bad luck for the groom to see the bride!" Sara interjected, beginning to control her laughter.
"So, Grissom, not knowing where she is, goes a little crazy and thinks she's made a run for it and decides to get to the church as fast as possible but they're in the middle of nowhere and there's only a farm around," Greg began to laugh again, anticipating the next part, "So what does Grissom do? He goes to the farm, pays the guy to rent one of his horses and gets on top."
Sara's laughter started again, "Yeah, bear in mind he's never ridden a horse before!" Nick currently failed to see the funny side but nevertheless, he allowed them to continue.
"Yeah, so he rides a freakin' horse to the church but when he gets there, he can't stop the horse," Warrick began to laugh again through his words, "And then this happened!" Warrick handed Nick a picture. When Nick took it and looked down, it was a picture of Grissom in a lake with the horse was charging down the road in the opposite direction.
"The horse decides to throw Grissom off and into the lake just as he makes it to the church where this lovely lady was waiting for him, camera ready!" The three CSIs were laughing as before again. Nick only managed a small laugh though, failing to see the funny side of this marriage.
"The horse is fine though. Someone found her around a mile or so up the road and returned her safely," Sara's laugh slowly began to subside, "Grissom…not so much!" She smiled, taking the picture from Nick and looking at it again.
"God, he would kill me if he knew I was showing you these!" She laughed.
"So, stop showing us then," Nick's blunt words made Warrick and Greg stop laughing immediately and put all of their attention on the other two CSIs in the room. Sara didn't reply, yet again hurt by another snide remark of his.
Warrick opened his mouth to say something in Sara's defence but was cut off by D.B walking into the room.
"Hey, guys," D.B looked down at the coffee in Nick's hand, "What? None for me?"
Nick smiled, "Sorry, Boss" He drawled in his Southern accent. Being the teacher's pet like he had subconsciously always been, he proceeded to move from the space next to Sara to the counter where the coffee was. He began to pour the coffee while D.B spoke.
"Okay, so, uh…" D.B looked down at the sheets of paper in his hand, "Warrick and Greg, you've got a suspected homicide; Brass is already at the scene and Sara—Ah, thank you!" Nick handed him the coffee and was rewarded with one of D.B's warming smiles. He took a small sip and continued, "Sara and Nick you'll be with me…" Both CSIs avoided eye contact, "Oh, please, don't get too excited, guys!"
Sara reluctantly looked up and managed a small, awkward smile, "Ah, that's better" D.B smiled at Sara and moved forward to hand Warrick his and Greg's paper with the address of the crime scene on and other information. Warrick took it and walked out with Greg, "I'm drivin'! I ain't lettin' you behind the wheel after last time!" D.B's brow furrowed, confused about what exactly had happened last time. I'll question 'em later!
"So, you two…Oh! Before I forget, congratulations, Sara!" D.B smiled and gave Sara a hug. She returned the hug and smiled sweetly, "Thank you." Nick sighed and all but threw his cup on the counter.
"I'll meet you guys in the car," He mumbled, leaving the room to the parking lot where his blue Denali was parked. D.B and Sara finished exchanging hugs and walked out to Nick's car, talking about Sara's wedding along the way. On any other day, Sara would usually take the front seat with Nick, however, today she opted for the back seat, behind D.B. He was a little surprised but didn't think too much of it. After all, it wasn't unusual for cases to get on top of the CSIs.
"What's the address?" Nick asked when D.B sat next to him. D.B looked at the paper in his hand.
"Um…it's 1528 Jackson Avenue. Here," Saving Nick some time, he entered the information into the GPS attached in between them in the car. Though D.B was a little clueless as to what was happening with Nick and Sara, he did notice the unusual silence between the two CSIs in the vehicle. When he heard the news about Sara's marriage, he had expected her to be seemingly happier than she currently looked. Now wasn't the time to talk about it, though. He placed the gadget back into its holder so Nick could see where he was driving to. Nick said a quick 'thank you' to him and pulled out of the parking lot, making his way to the scene.
