A/N:  Aren't are author's notes interesting and fun???  They're the best part of the story!! I bet that you're just reading this because of the author notes. I agree, yeah me too. DER you're the one who said it!! We're so weird… especially when we write these stories at school.  OK….on to chapter 7.  Chapter 7 already? Shut up ladi! OK! I said SHUT UP! I sorry! SHUTUP! STOP TALKING HANDS IN LAP! DON"T MOVE!!

Chapter 7

* ~ A couple Hours Later ~ *

'Nick, do you wear any man thongs?'   I asked him.

'ummmmm NO!  Why?'

'Well because Hank did, and I think that I'll keep my sex to men who don't wear men thongs.  They're gross.'

'OK, well umm I like boxers…'

'Good, me to!'  I said as my cell phone started to ring. 'Grr! Who ever that is I'm gonna kill em'!'  I answer the phone.  'Hello?'

"Sara I need you to-'

"HELL No Grissom!  I was sick, and I'm going to come in at my regular time! OK!!! Is that OK with you BUGBOY?!??

'Uh?'

"Good! That's what I thought!!'  And I hung my phone and slid it back onto the kitchen table, then went back to cuddling with Nick.

" So Grissom wanted-' Nick started.

"Nick. Don't ever start a conversation with "Grissom wants".  He's a moron, he doesn't know what he wants.' I started punching my left hand with my right.

'Uh Sara…what are you doing?"

"Pretending my hand is Grissom's head.'

"Oh, well uh how about you stop thinking of Grissom and make out with me?'

'I can't'

'Why not?'

"I'm cold, this floor is freezing, hasn't anyone ever heard of insulation?'  Nick stood up and picked me up with him, and he carried me into his bedroom.  His cell phone went off. ' Don't answer that.  It's probably Grissom.'

'I have to, he's my boss.'

'Fine, fine, have it your way.'

'I already did' He waggled his eyebrows at me, and left the room to go answer his phone.  He came back a few minutes later with a sad look on his face. 

'What's wrong baby?'

'Grissom called,'

'I know that much.'

'He needs us to come in, they've got a triple homicide and they need our help.'

'He didn't tell me that.'

'That's because you cut him off.'

'OH, well then I'll need to get some clothes from my house.'

'Wear this until we get to your place then.'  Nick threw me a pair of sweat pants and his frat symbol on a T-Shirt.

'Why?'

'Because as much as I would love to have you in my car with no clothes on, I think that the neighbors will think that I'm crazy.'

'Oh.'  We dressed in silence then Nick drove me out to my house.  He followed me to my bedroom and I picked out some clothes.  Then we drove over to the lab.  As I got out of the car Nick's hand some how found its place on my ass.  'Lost?'

'No, I'm fine.'  Nick coughed.

'Why is your hand down south then?'

'I'm from Texas, I like the south.'

'Not at the lab, that's north.'

'So you'd rather me feel you up north at the lab?'

'WALKING NOW!'  I laughed as I started walking towards the lab doors.