Awkward didn't even begin to describe Sara's experience at work. She pulled into the parking lot but immediately drove off because she saw Grissom getting out of his car. She was avoiding him and he knew it. Finally, she drove back to the lab and was five minutes late for the meeting. Grissom let it slide but gave her a look.
"Okay everyone listen up. You're all going to be working at the Tangiers. A heist led to a messy shooting with six dead. Cath, you're in charge. Sara, I need to speak to you." Everyone headed off to the locker room, leaving Grissom and Sara alone in the break room. "Look-"
"Grissom," Sara cut in but stopped; she couldn't bring herself to say it. "Go ahead."
"I just wanted to say that I had a really nice time last night," breathed Grissom. "NO! How can you say you had a good time? I was miserable. I thought you were too. It could have been one of those dates when you both realize that it won't work out," thought Sara. "Sara?" Grissom was staring at her.
"Sorry, I uh…I have to go." She quickly darted out of the room, running into Nick who was tying her shoe. "Sorry, I didn't mean to run into you." He waved it off. "Nick, how long have you been there?"
"I was just tying my shoelace," he replied innocently with a smile.
"I would really appreciate it if you didn't tell anyone that you saw Grissom and I last night." He nodded.
"Do you want to drive to the scene together?" he offered. Sara nodded and ran to get her stuff from the locker room.
Five minutes later, Sara was sitting in Nick's Denali, waiting for him to shut the trunk. He hopped in the driver's seat and started the car. A soft country song filled the car but Nick sheepishly switched it off. Sara turned it back on, looking him in the eye. "I like country." Nick laughed, remembering their encounter the night before.
"I seem to have that affect on people," replied Nick.
After a brief and not awkward silence, Nick asked Sara a question. "I know it's none of my business and you don' have to answer but I was just wondering why?"
"Why what?" asked Sara who was very confused.
"Why'd you go out on a date with Grissom?" Sara was mildly shocked by the question but after a moment of thinking she realized that it was just like friends sharing, not someone trying to pry into her private life. She thought more about the question but she couldn't find an answer. "Sorry, I shouldn't have asked."
"No, it's okay. I'm just haven't come up with a reason. He asked me to come to Las Vegas for Holly Gibbs and I just sort of stayed. I thought he was brilliant and that we would have so much in common, but…the date was a disaster. I'm pretty sure that seeing you there was the highlight," joked Sara. Nick sat quietly and listened intently as Sara confided in him. When they got to the Tangiers Sara thanked him for listening. "Hey Nick, thanks."
"Anytime."
Sara headed off towards a pool of blood. She felt much better after talking to Nick. Usually, after telling anyone something personal Sara felt like she was open for attack; that the person could use her words against in the future, but this was different. She could trust Nick as a friend and she knew that but was there something more?
