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First Do No Harm By Moose

Chapter 3

They did not find much in the girl's room. She obviously hardly stayed there, and all they had at the end of their search was a couple of unwashed clothes from the laundry. Warrick was able to dust a couple of prints, but he was pretty sure they belonged to the victim or to her parents. From the refrigerator, they got a half-filled bottle of the energy drink that Jodie Fleming apparently was on a habit of taking.

"Are you done there?" Warrick asked Sara, who was searching the kitchen. "I need to take this to the lab."

Sara looked up and saw Warrick holding up the bottle. "You go ahead, it'll probably take me a couple of more minutes to get this done. I'll ask one of Brass's guys to drop me off the lab."

"Okay, see you later then," Warrick said, although he doubt Sara heard him. She had already returned to searching the kitchen. He hoped that Nick and Grissom had better luck at the girl's apartment.

As if on cue, Nick was just entering the house when Warrick exited the kitchen. "Found anything?" he asked.

Warrick held up the evidences they gathered. "Gut feel tells me these are nothing, but there's no harm having the lab check them out. What about you?"

"We were able to talk to two roommates, but that's pretty much it," Nick replied. "The third roommate's on duty until tomorrow night."

"I see," Warrick said. "Gotta go, man. I need Greg to check this energy drink. Sara's in the kitchen."

Nick nodded and headed to the kitchen. He found Sara going through the garbage. "So this is why you always smell great."

Sara looked up and grinned when she saw Nick. "You're just in time, Nick. I need you to help me with this. Get me a bag and hold it while I dump these things there."

Groaning, Nick got an evidence bag from the kitchen counter and knelt beside Sara. Instantly, his nostrils were flooded with the scent of garbage. "Geez, Sidle, you really know how to attract men," he said, holding out the bag to her. Sara dumped a couple of things in the bag.

"Well, I had you kneeling before me, hadn't I?" Sara retorted, not letting Nick know that his comment had somehow bothered her. She got up, took off her gloves and washed her hands at the kitchen sink. Turning around, she saw Nick sealing the evidence bag. "I'm done here."

"Good, then we can head back to the lab," Nick said, gathering the evidences and walking with Sara out of the house.

"Where's Grissom by the way?" Sara asked as they headed towards the SUV.

"At the ER," Nick said, unlocking the door at the passenger's side and opening it for Sara. Sara turned to Nick and asked, "What happened?"

Nick didn't answer her; instead, he walked around the car and got in the driver's side. "Catherine took Lindsey to the hospital," he explained. "I dropped Grissom at the hospital on my way here."

"That's weird," Sara commented. "Grissom usually never abandons his work."

Nick glanced at Sara and gave her a knowing look. "Sara, this is Catherine we're talking about here."

"Oh, right," Sara nodded, getting Nick's point. "I wonder when those two would finally go out."

"I hope soon," Nick said, starting the car. "All those pent-up sexual tension between them is won't help their professional relationship."

"Yeah, it would be nice to have someone look after Grissom," Sara agreed. "Sometimes I wonder how he made it this far with the way he takes care of himself."

"And it's amazing that he hasn't turned into a Scrooge," Nick said. "Besides, Lindsey also needs a father figure."

"Grissom would be better than Eddie," Sara said, referring to Catherine's ex-husband.

"A lot better," Nick agreed.