~ 2 weeks later~
It was a Thursday, outside it was pouring rain and the wind was blowing fiercely. Sara ran into the CSI building shivering in damp clothes. Nick walked up to her, with a grin on his face.
"You look cold." He said with a smirk, thoughts raced through is mind, he wrapped his arms around her.
" What do you say I get you out of those wet clothes, and warm you up." Sara smiled.
"Yeah right. I know you'd love to," she said, running her hand down his chest. "But I've got work to do."
"Yeah, you're right," he said in an unhappy tone. He watched closely as she walked away.
"I have to work too." As Nick walked away, Grissom stepped out of the break-room shaking his head "those two are getting too close," he thought having witnessed their recent conversation. He shrugged and walked into the Trace Lab.
"What's the latest, Catherine? Find anything else?"
"Yeah, the bodies both have bruises…but they weren't all "formed" so to say, at the same time or day. She pointed how some bruises were faded while others were darker and fresher than the others. "I was able to find some prints on "Exhibit B", a.k.a. the murder weapon.
"Any idea whose prints they are?"
"None what-so-ever…but I haven't run them through A.F.I.S yet."
"Get to it." Grissom motioned for her to get to the computers and she left.
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~Later that day~
"Hey wait up!" Nick ran down the hall. Once he reached her he wrapped his arms around her and gave her a long, passionate kiss.
"Well, well." Sara said, "What's up?"
"Actually, I was thinking that the two of us could have a nice romantic dinner-"
"Sounds good so far…what's the catch?"
"What catch? There is no catch."
Sara crossed her arms and looked deeply into his eyes. Nick knew she could see right through him.
"Alright, alright. The "catch" is that the romantic dinner will be at my apartment." Sara rolled her eyes and laughed. He put his arm around her and they headed out-side.
Off in the shadows Brad watched them leave. His fist clenched and his eyes raged full of anger.
"I should be the one with Sara!" he whispered. "I should, not Nick, me!" His fist was clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white and his body shook.
"Brad? Are you alright?" Brad spun around and saw Catherine. She looked at him with fear and curiosity.
"Uh, yeah." He couldn't think straight. He felt like his mind would explode if he didn't let his anger out.
"Hey, Catherine…are you busy tonight?"
"Well no, Lindsey is staying at a friends house tonight so, yeah I'm free, why?" She backed up sensing his anger.
"I just thought that, if it's okay, that you could have dinner with me tonight?"
"Uh, okay. I don't see why not. Its better than being alone."
"I'll drive you."
"Thank you, Brad." She said not quite sure "what" she was getting herself into.
It was a Thursday, outside it was pouring rain and the wind was blowing fiercely. Sara ran into the CSI building shivering in damp clothes. Nick walked up to her, with a grin on his face.
"You look cold." He said with a smirk, thoughts raced through is mind, he wrapped his arms around her.
" What do you say I get you out of those wet clothes, and warm you up." Sara smiled.
"Yeah right. I know you'd love to," she said, running her hand down his chest. "But I've got work to do."
"Yeah, you're right," he said in an unhappy tone. He watched closely as she walked away.
"I have to work too." As Nick walked away, Grissom stepped out of the break-room shaking his head "those two are getting too close," he thought having witnessed their recent conversation. He shrugged and walked into the Trace Lab.
"What's the latest, Catherine? Find anything else?"
"Yeah, the bodies both have bruises…but they weren't all "formed" so to say, at the same time or day. She pointed how some bruises were faded while others were darker and fresher than the others. "I was able to find some prints on "Exhibit B", a.k.a. the murder weapon.
"Any idea whose prints they are?"
"None what-so-ever…but I haven't run them through A.F.I.S yet."
"Get to it." Grissom motioned for her to get to the computers and she left.
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~Later that day~
"Hey wait up!" Nick ran down the hall. Once he reached her he wrapped his arms around her and gave her a long, passionate kiss.
"Well, well." Sara said, "What's up?"
"Actually, I was thinking that the two of us could have a nice romantic dinner-"
"Sounds good so far…what's the catch?"
"What catch? There is no catch."
Sara crossed her arms and looked deeply into his eyes. Nick knew she could see right through him.
"Alright, alright. The "catch" is that the romantic dinner will be at my apartment." Sara rolled her eyes and laughed. He put his arm around her and they headed out-side.
Off in the shadows Brad watched them leave. His fist clenched and his eyes raged full of anger.
"I should be the one with Sara!" he whispered. "I should, not Nick, me!" His fist was clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white and his body shook.
"Brad? Are you alright?" Brad spun around and saw Catherine. She looked at him with fear and curiosity.
"Uh, yeah." He couldn't think straight. He felt like his mind would explode if he didn't let his anger out.
"Hey, Catherine…are you busy tonight?"
"Well no, Lindsey is staying at a friends house tonight so, yeah I'm free, why?" She backed up sensing his anger.
"I just thought that, if it's okay, that you could have dinner with me tonight?"
"Uh, okay. I don't see why not. Its better than being alone."
"I'll drive you."
"Thank you, Brad." She said not quite sure "what" she was getting herself into.