"Ms. Sidle," a noise interrupted Sara's lethargic thoughts. "The doctor will see you now." She rose from the chair, walked across the waiting room, and followed the nurse to an empty room full of tongue depressors, cotton balls, and chart filled with various information ranging from bone density to Lyme's disease. She sat down and the paper crinkled as she shifted her body weight to get comfortable. Half an hour later a middle-aged auburn-haired woman walked in with Sara's chart.
"Sara," she stated. "Are you ready?"
Sara gave her a look, which explained just how ready she'd never be. "No, but let's get started."
"Alright. How are you feeling? Any dizziness, nausea, headaches, loss of
appetite, a sick feeling not going away, any sudden weight loss or gain?" Sara shook her head at every question. "Well, none of your other symptoms are present." She felt Sara's glands. "no apparent swelling." She quickly wrote down her observations. She looked up at Sara and stated, "you know the drill." Sara rolled up her shirtsleeve while a large needle and five glass vials were produced. The needle was quickly jabbed into Sara's arm and all the vials were quickly filled with blood. "I'll put a rush on the tests,"
Sara smiled at the doctor relieved slightly. "I'll call you as soon as they come in and we'll make an appointment. In the mean while, try to relax Sara. Don't expect the worse, there's a high possibility that the results will come back negative." She ushered Sara out of the room into the waiting room. Sara walked out of the office and stopped at a bathroom. She walked in, splashed cold water on her face, and looked into the mirror.
I'll be fine...right? She walked out of the bathroom and exited the lobby to her car in the parking lot. She sat in her car, started the engine, and bent down to open her 2-way pager. She quickly sent Nick a message, fastened her seatbelt, took a shaky breath, and pulled out onto the road to head to work.
She walked into the building and her pager vibrated. She looked down it was Nick. Hey sexay! Glad you're back! She hurried to her office, checked over the paperwork that Nick and Catherine had finished while she was gone, and left to go to the break room. She walked in to find Nick and Warrick playing a video game. Nick looked up, hit the pause button, and kissed Sara quickly on her forehead. No words were needed to voice his question- she just simply nodded and said, "I'm gonna get some tea. You want some?"
"Nah."
"Sara, good to see that you finally arrived," Grissom stated.
"Sorry, Gris I had something I had to take care of." He just nodded.
"Can I talk to you in private, Sara?"
"Sure," she walked out of the room to his office.
"I'll get the point, or it'll never get said and I need to say it," she looked at him curiously. "I've known you for a long time Sara and I know that you'll be honest with me and you'll help to protect me, so please tell me," he took a deep breath. "I have feelings for Catherine. I want to act on them, but she's Catherine."
"Gris, I've seen the way that you both feel about each other. Your sexual tension is thick enough to cut with a chainsaw. Don't worry about the possible long-term effects, just do it. Tell her."
He kissed her cheek and said, "I'll talk to her tonight."
She smiled and walked out of his office. It took him long enough.
The rest of their shift was uneventful, so Grissom eagerly sent them home. "What did Grissom have to say? I know it wasn't about work."
"He finally worked up the nerve to tell Catherine how he feels."
"Took him long enough," he laughed.
They pulled into his parking space and walked into Nick's apartment. Nick
changed into pajama pants and a wifebeather and Sara into lounge pants and a tank top. She sat down on his couch as he went to go get a bottle of water. When he came back, he sat down and wrapped his arm around Sara. Her head fell to his shoulder and he finally spoke. "They're going to have to find out sooner or later."
"I know. I want to tell them now, but I don't want to get them worried over nothing. Let's just wait until the results get back."
"Alright." Nothing was said for a while and they enjoyed the peaceful silence. "I have a question for you."
"Okay. Shoot."
"Sara, will you...would you...move in with me?"
Sara quickly looked into his eyes and instantly exclaimed, "yes! Of course! I'd love to live with you!" She quickly wrapped her arms around him and kissed him passionately.
"Let's celebrate!" She stood up and they rushed to his bedroom.
"Sara," she stated. "Are you ready?"
Sara gave her a look, which explained just how ready she'd never be. "No, but let's get started."
"Alright. How are you feeling? Any dizziness, nausea, headaches, loss of
appetite, a sick feeling not going away, any sudden weight loss or gain?" Sara shook her head at every question. "Well, none of your other symptoms are present." She felt Sara's glands. "no apparent swelling." She quickly wrote down her observations. She looked up at Sara and stated, "you know the drill." Sara rolled up her shirtsleeve while a large needle and five glass vials were produced. The needle was quickly jabbed into Sara's arm and all the vials were quickly filled with blood. "I'll put a rush on the tests,"
Sara smiled at the doctor relieved slightly. "I'll call you as soon as they come in and we'll make an appointment. In the mean while, try to relax Sara. Don't expect the worse, there's a high possibility that the results will come back negative." She ushered Sara out of the room into the waiting room. Sara walked out of the office and stopped at a bathroom. She walked in, splashed cold water on her face, and looked into the mirror.
I'll be fine...right? She walked out of the bathroom and exited the lobby to her car in the parking lot. She sat in her car, started the engine, and bent down to open her 2-way pager. She quickly sent Nick a message, fastened her seatbelt, took a shaky breath, and pulled out onto the road to head to work.
She walked into the building and her pager vibrated. She looked down it was Nick. Hey sexay! Glad you're back! She hurried to her office, checked over the paperwork that Nick and Catherine had finished while she was gone, and left to go to the break room. She walked in to find Nick and Warrick playing a video game. Nick looked up, hit the pause button, and kissed Sara quickly on her forehead. No words were needed to voice his question- she just simply nodded and said, "I'm gonna get some tea. You want some?"
"Nah."
"Sara, good to see that you finally arrived," Grissom stated.
"Sorry, Gris I had something I had to take care of." He just nodded.
"Can I talk to you in private, Sara?"
"Sure," she walked out of the room to his office.
"I'll get the point, or it'll never get said and I need to say it," she looked at him curiously. "I've known you for a long time Sara and I know that you'll be honest with me and you'll help to protect me, so please tell me," he took a deep breath. "I have feelings for Catherine. I want to act on them, but she's Catherine."
"Gris, I've seen the way that you both feel about each other. Your sexual tension is thick enough to cut with a chainsaw. Don't worry about the possible long-term effects, just do it. Tell her."
He kissed her cheek and said, "I'll talk to her tonight."
She smiled and walked out of his office. It took him long enough.
The rest of their shift was uneventful, so Grissom eagerly sent them home. "What did Grissom have to say? I know it wasn't about work."
"He finally worked up the nerve to tell Catherine how he feels."
"Took him long enough," he laughed.
They pulled into his parking space and walked into Nick's apartment. Nick
changed into pajama pants and a wifebeather and Sara into lounge pants and a tank top. She sat down on his couch as he went to go get a bottle of water. When he came back, he sat down and wrapped his arm around Sara. Her head fell to his shoulder and he finally spoke. "They're going to have to find out sooner or later."
"I know. I want to tell them now, but I don't want to get them worried over nothing. Let's just wait until the results get back."
"Alright." Nothing was said for a while and they enjoyed the peaceful silence. "I have a question for you."
"Okay. Shoot."
"Sara, will you...would you...move in with me?"
Sara quickly looked into his eyes and instantly exclaimed, "yes! Of course! I'd love to live with you!" She quickly wrapped her arms around him and kissed him passionately.
"Let's celebrate!" She stood up and they rushed to his bedroom.