Chapter 1
'Sara, Sara?'
Nick had been knocking on the door for at least 10 minutes now, and he could feel the panic surging through his body. "It's not like Sara to be late" he thought.
'Alright, alright, I'm coming ..
At last, and she sounds ok he thought.
'Nick? What are you doing here?'
'You didn't show up for work, is something wrong?'
'No, I overslept'
'That's not like you Sara.' He studied her features. She was just as surprised by the event as he was. Her lips felt really dry and even though she knew she shouldn't, she couldn't help but lick them. Nick noticed this.
'Your lips dry, huh? Licking them is the worst thing to do.
'I know, it's weird they taste really sweet'
'Probably leftover sugar from all the soft drinks you've been drinking. Can I come in?'
'Oh, um, sure. What time is it?'
'You're 20 minutes late.'
'Oh, shit!'
'Don't worry, it's a slow night. Just a couple of robberies, nothing interesting.'
'I'm just going to get changed ok.'
'Sure.' As Sara disappeared into her bedroom, Nick started to look around the apartment. He couldn't help but think that Grissom would love to be here instead. It was then that he noticed the envelope, with 'Sara' written in strong, smooth handwriting.
'Hey Sara'
'Yeah'
'You've got a note here.'
'What?'
'Looks like a love letter to me.'
'What the hell are you going on about?'
'Is it from Hank? - Or maybe Grissom he thought.
Sara stumbled into the lounge room and snatched the envelope off a thoroughly amused Nick. He was like her brother, but sometimes he could be as annoying as hell. Sara lifted the envelope, it felt empty. Then the realization hit her.
'Hey, Nick' she said to the guy who was already helping himself to the contents of her fridge. 'This note wasn't here yesterday.'
'How do you know?'
'Because I spilt coffee all over this bench and had to clean it up. I would have noticed it, plus it would have been soaking wet.'
'So whoever's been in your apartment in the last 24 hours is your secret admirer.'
'No-one's been in here Nick. Or I haven't let them in.' Nick looked up from his bag of chips. He realized what she was getting at.
'Don't open it, we'll take it down to the lab. Come on, I'll give you a lift.' With that, Nick and his packet of chips were gone. Sara followed. It's probably nothing she thought, but she knew in her gut that was a lie.
Nick had been knocking on the door for at least 10 minutes now, and he could feel the panic surging through his body. "It's not like Sara to be late" he thought.
'Alright, alright, I'm coming ..
At last, and she sounds ok he thought.
'Nick? What are you doing here?'
'You didn't show up for work, is something wrong?'
'No, I overslept'
'That's not like you Sara.' He studied her features. She was just as surprised by the event as he was. Her lips felt really dry and even though she knew she shouldn't, she couldn't help but lick them. Nick noticed this.
'Your lips dry, huh? Licking them is the worst thing to do.
'I know, it's weird they taste really sweet'
'Probably leftover sugar from all the soft drinks you've been drinking. Can I come in?'
'Oh, um, sure. What time is it?'
'You're 20 minutes late.'
'Oh, shit!'
'Don't worry, it's a slow night. Just a couple of robberies, nothing interesting.'
'I'm just going to get changed ok.'
'Sure.' As Sara disappeared into her bedroom, Nick started to look around the apartment. He couldn't help but think that Grissom would love to be here instead. It was then that he noticed the envelope, with 'Sara' written in strong, smooth handwriting.
'Hey Sara'
'Yeah'
'You've got a note here.'
'What?'
'Looks like a love letter to me.'
'What the hell are you going on about?'
'Is it from Hank? - Or maybe Grissom he thought.
Sara stumbled into the lounge room and snatched the envelope off a thoroughly amused Nick. He was like her brother, but sometimes he could be as annoying as hell. Sara lifted the envelope, it felt empty. Then the realization hit her.
'Hey, Nick' she said to the guy who was already helping himself to the contents of her fridge. 'This note wasn't here yesterday.'
'How do you know?'
'Because I spilt coffee all over this bench and had to clean it up. I would have noticed it, plus it would have been soaking wet.'
'So whoever's been in your apartment in the last 24 hours is your secret admirer.'
'No-one's been in here Nick. Or I haven't let them in.' Nick looked up from his bag of chips. He realized what she was getting at.
'Don't open it, we'll take it down to the lab. Come on, I'll give you a lift.' With that, Nick and his packet of chips were gone. Sara followed. It's probably nothing she thought, but she knew in her gut that was a lie.