A/N: New stoooory! I trust you all will enjoy this, and I would like to apologize to GregSanders for referring to her as a male! So this chapter is dedicated to her again, to make up for it!

As you may or may not have noticed, I changed the rating to "T". This chapter has some adult themes in it, but they're not exactly… Basically, it's not really happening, it's just an act, sort of. Because later…okay, so you really just need to read to understand!

Oh, and as an after-thought, Erin Fisher is my creation. She belongs to me, not CBS. And she IS NOT on the show. I know, she should totally be canon:)

Smiling Like a Bunch of Hyenas

Sofia laid her head against a bucket, groaning as her scalp connected with the cool, hard metal of the handle. Nick glanced at her, his eyebrows raised, and she shrugged. They both returned to the awkward silence that was filling the room.

After at least 5 minutes of the unbroken lack of noise, Nick asked, slowly, "So…how do you propose we get out?" Sofia gave Nick a scowl, before grudgingly replying.

"I suppose we have to prove to these…people…that we aren't…you know…whatever," Nick blushed all the way up to his shaved head, and Sofia's interest in the shelves grew. Another return to the silence was interrupted by a noise outside.

"Dangit Greg, give me back the stethoscope," said a girl's voice, clearly agitated.

"No! It's my turn, Erin! You had your turn!" Greg replied, and the sound of a yell and cry emerged.

"Stop pouting you big baby! All I heard was awkward silence!" said Erin, and Greg snorted and whispered back, a lethal edge to his voice.

"Thanks to your whining we're probably missing a make out session!" There was a moment of scuffling before the obvious sound of the stethoscope being put against the door.

Without a word of warning, Sofia turned to Nick, and said in a sultry voice, husky and low, "Nick, you've always known I've loved you!" Nick's eyes bulged and Sofia winked. His face broke out into a grin and he replied, in an equally husky and low voice.

"Sofia, sometimes the way you looked at me…Well, I thought I wouldn't be able to wait," Sofia snuffed her giggles as a bump came from outside the door. She replied and carefully bumped Nick against the buckets, obviously creating quite a racket. He nodded and they continued the performance.

"Nick, I'm not just anyone. You have to realize that I have…a very full appetite, if you know what I mean. I need to know that you can fulfill my needs," Sofia added a low growl to her last phrase, causing the pair outside to gasp.

"Sofia, I know I can. But how about we practice a little first. I've always wanted to try it in a closet…" Sofia quirked an eyebrow and Nick shrugged, causing some more buckets and cleaning supplied to be jostled. This fit in well with the performance, and the pair grinned and more gasps emitted from their "audience."

"You're on, cowboy," said Sofia and she twisted wildly around, as did Nick, and a tower of buckets filled with bottled of some chemical, tipped forward, headed for Sofia's head. Nick grabbed her around the waist, spinning her around and into the wall. He waited until the buckets had completely fallen to look at her, her eyes wide. They stared for a moment, the silence seeping in until Sofia remembered what they were "supposed" to be doing.

"Oh Nick! You, you animal!" She cried, her voice throaty and a gasp of air mixed with pleasure at the end. Nick had to stop himself from outright laughing. Who knew Sofia had a hidden acting talent? He continued to stare into her eyes, the blue gray mixing perfectly with the black lines that were thrown in.

"Animal? I like the sound of that," said Nick, not taking his gaze off Sofia, who was returning it with an identical amount of amusement and seriousness. Before he knew what had happened, his lips were pressed against her thin, soft pair. He kissed her deeper, not realizing that the silence was confusing the pair outside the closet.

He placed his hands on her delicate hips, feeling the bone and causing Sofia to shiver. She placed her hands on his well muscled chest, feeling the outline of his well developed abs against his tee shirt.

Just as they pulled apart and a ripple of confusion washed over both side's faces, the door was slammed open, making them both jump. Greg and Erin hadn't seemed to have noticed that the pair had been much closer seconds before, or that both of their necks and ears (and the top of a certain man's shaved head) were crimson red.

"Wha…?" asked Erin and Greg stared in a confused demeanor. Despite the newfound awkwardness, both Nick and Sofia burst out laughing, even daring to give each other a high five. Erin and Greg looked at each other, and suddenly realized what had happened.

"Oh funny. Very good you two, just hilarious…" said Greg and Erin scowled at them. Nick's grin only grew wider, and Sofia flashed them a toothy smile. "Oh stop it," added Greg, his scowl now matching Erin's, "You're smiling like a bunch of hyenas!" There was no contradiction from either, seeing as the statement was a perfect description of their snarls.

After a few more minutes of good natured teasing from the newly dubbed "Closet Buddies" towards the sheepish "Troublemakers Extraordinaire", the group split up to do that, as Erin called it, "…job thing we're supposed to do, or something like that…".

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Later that day, as Erin explained some results to Nick, she asked him, a confused look gracing her features, "Are you sure nothing happened between you and Sofia while you were, ahem, indisposed?" She looked closer at him, eyes sparkling with curiosity.

Nick managed to hide the blush that threatened to creep over his face, replying with a curt nod and leaving the room, only poke his head in a second later and say, "Only as much as happened between you and Greg in this very lab,"

Erin scowled and retied her bright purple bandanna, humming the Brady Bunch theme song.

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Greg and Erin talked it over later, as they headed home in the early morning for some much needed rest. As Erin opened her door, and prepared to go in, Greg, one space over, said thoughtfully, "Something tells me that Nick and Sofia did something in there that they don't want us to know about,"

Erin nodded and responded, "You're right. But if they are so against us knowing it, we should stay out of it, okay Greg?" She raised her eyebrows, and Greg pouted.

"But whhhhhy Erin? That's so boring!" Greg whined, and as Erin slipped into her car, smiling, she replied.

"Bye Greggo," said Erin, "Sleep well," with her farewell over, she closed the door and pulled out, driving out of the parking lot.

Greg stared after her, his face soft and smiling. "I'll tell her sooner or later," said Greg, quietly to himself, "I'll tell her,"

A/N: Oh yeah, cliffhangers galore! Don't know where the Brady Bunch thing came from, so don't ask. Please, review, I'll give you kookies! By the way, you had better have seen the whole Snickia (my name for Nick/Sofia) thing coming, or you're foreshadowing-ly challenged. As for my other ships, although I actually support Sandles, for the sake of staying true to the show, I'm going GSR. As for Catherine, Warrick, and any other leftovers…Well, you'll just have to see.