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A Glimpse of the Past
By Moose
Chapter 4
"So you stayed inside the building the whole night?"
Nick and Sara nodded, both feeling uneasy under the inquisitive eyes of Warrick, Grissom and Catherine.
"Well, you're lucky you found shelter from the rain," Grissom remarked, seeing that neither of the two wanted to go into details regarding what happened that night. He decided to let the matter go. He handed Nick a folder and said, "This is Eleanor Rose's file from the home. We did some searching during the night. Warrick and Catherine were able to talk to the people from the nursing home. Apparently, Ms. Rose had this habit of setting off to the woods. She was actually pretty agile, and the home was not far from where her body was found. Robbins said that death was due to natural causes."
"So it was never a criminal case?" Sara asked.
Grissom shook his head. "No, although it did seem to be one at the start. Anyway, the case is now closed." He stood up and headed for the door. "Well, your shift's been over for about an hour now. I'll see you all tonight."
"See you, guys," Catherine followed Grissom's suit and headed out. Warrick remained seated and looked at his friends.
"So nothing really happened?" he finally asked.
"Warrick," Nick and Sara said at the same time.
Warrick grinned and raised his hands in surrender. "Fine, I'll shut up now. In fact," he said, standing up, "I think I'll go home now. We had a rough time last night, with the two of you missing in action."
Nick and Sara watched Warrick leave in silence. When they were finally alone, Nick raised the folder and asked, "Want to look at this?"
"Might as well," Sara said.
"How about a kiss first?"
"Nick Stokes!" Sara exclaimed, looking for something to throw at him. Nick just grinned, set the folder on the table, and went to the other side where Sara was sitting. He half-sat on the table beside Sara.
"Please?" he asked sweetly, pulling her to her feet. He put his arms around her waist and pulled her closer.
"Nick, someone might walk in," Sara feebly protested. She found herself leaning against Nick.
"I don't care," Nick whispered, aiming for her mouth. His kiss was teasing, and Sara playfully responded. When they pulled apart, Nick gently brushed Sara's hair from her face. "Can I come over to your place tonight?"
Sara nodded and gazed into Nick's face. Impulsively, she kissed his nose before pulling back. "Come on, let's look at the file."
Nick reached for the folder with one hand, keeping his other arm around Sara's waist. He opened the folder and when he and Sara saw the picture attached to the file, they almost fainted.
"That's Lee," Sara gasped. They stared at the picture in shock.
"Oh my God," Nick whispered. His eyes traveled to the text. "Eleanor Rose, whose professional name was Scarlet Rose, was one of the most popular Vegas showgirls during her time. Ms. Rose never married, but she was at one time engaged to Timothy Grant," Nick read aloud. "This is way too creepy."
Sara was still speechless. When she finally regained her bearings, she looked at Nick and said, "Now I really can't go home alone tonight."
A Glimpse of the Past
By Moose
Chapter 4
"So you stayed inside the building the whole night?"
Nick and Sara nodded, both feeling uneasy under the inquisitive eyes of Warrick, Grissom and Catherine.
"Well, you're lucky you found shelter from the rain," Grissom remarked, seeing that neither of the two wanted to go into details regarding what happened that night. He decided to let the matter go. He handed Nick a folder and said, "This is Eleanor Rose's file from the home. We did some searching during the night. Warrick and Catherine were able to talk to the people from the nursing home. Apparently, Ms. Rose had this habit of setting off to the woods. She was actually pretty agile, and the home was not far from where her body was found. Robbins said that death was due to natural causes."
"So it was never a criminal case?" Sara asked.
Grissom shook his head. "No, although it did seem to be one at the start. Anyway, the case is now closed." He stood up and headed for the door. "Well, your shift's been over for about an hour now. I'll see you all tonight."
"See you, guys," Catherine followed Grissom's suit and headed out. Warrick remained seated and looked at his friends.
"So nothing really happened?" he finally asked.
"Warrick," Nick and Sara said at the same time.
Warrick grinned and raised his hands in surrender. "Fine, I'll shut up now. In fact," he said, standing up, "I think I'll go home now. We had a rough time last night, with the two of you missing in action."
Nick and Sara watched Warrick leave in silence. When they were finally alone, Nick raised the folder and asked, "Want to look at this?"
"Might as well," Sara said.
"How about a kiss first?"
"Nick Stokes!" Sara exclaimed, looking for something to throw at him. Nick just grinned, set the folder on the table, and went to the other side where Sara was sitting. He half-sat on the table beside Sara.
"Please?" he asked sweetly, pulling her to her feet. He put his arms around her waist and pulled her closer.
"Nick, someone might walk in," Sara feebly protested. She found herself leaning against Nick.
"I don't care," Nick whispered, aiming for her mouth. His kiss was teasing, and Sara playfully responded. When they pulled apart, Nick gently brushed Sara's hair from her face. "Can I come over to your place tonight?"
Sara nodded and gazed into Nick's face. Impulsively, she kissed his nose before pulling back. "Come on, let's look at the file."
Nick reached for the folder with one hand, keeping his other arm around Sara's waist. He opened the folder and when he and Sara saw the picture attached to the file, they almost fainted.
"That's Lee," Sara gasped. They stared at the picture in shock.
"Oh my God," Nick whispered. His eyes traveled to the text. "Eleanor Rose, whose professional name was Scarlet Rose, was one of the most popular Vegas showgirls during her time. Ms. Rose never married, but she was at one time engaged to Timothy Grant," Nick read aloud. "This is way too creepy."
Sara was still speechless. When she finally regained her bearings, she looked at Nick and said, "Now I really can't go home alone tonight."