Brass had gotten the warrant they needed and now Warrick and Sara were
heading toward the LV Transit business offices. Being a Saturday evening,
they had made sure that someone would be there to meet them to give them
the required records. As Warrick drove, he looked over at Sara and stated
the obvious, "Looks like you slept in your clothes, Sidle."
A faint blush colored Sara's cheeks before she answered, "Yeah, I fell asleep on the couch watching the Discovery Channel and didn't wake up until Catherine called, I figured I'd change later when there was break in the action and I had time to take a shower."
Warrick looked over at Sara again and raised an eyebrow, "Oh, so that's what that smell is, and I thought maybe there was a DB under the seat."
Sara leveled a gaze at Warrick that would cause most men to run the other direction in a serpentine fashion. Warrick wasn't most men, so he just laughed. "People might start talking if you show up wearing the same clothes you had on the day before. Especially, when you walk in with Nick."
Sara couldn't control the flush of color in her cheeks. She managed to glare at him, "Just what are you implying, Warrick?" She wasn't willing to give up any information easily.
Warrick knew he had hooked her, "Nothing, Sara." He raised an eyebrow and continued, "Should I be implying something?"
"Uh, no." Sara finished. "Hey, the address is up here on the left." They pulled into the parking lot of the LV Transit business office. In short order, they had obtained the records and made their way back to CSI headquarters.
A faint blush colored Sara's cheeks before she answered, "Yeah, I fell asleep on the couch watching the Discovery Channel and didn't wake up until Catherine called, I figured I'd change later when there was break in the action and I had time to take a shower."
Warrick looked over at Sara again and raised an eyebrow, "Oh, so that's what that smell is, and I thought maybe there was a DB under the seat."
Sara leveled a gaze at Warrick that would cause most men to run the other direction in a serpentine fashion. Warrick wasn't most men, so he just laughed. "People might start talking if you show up wearing the same clothes you had on the day before. Especially, when you walk in with Nick."
Sara couldn't control the flush of color in her cheeks. She managed to glare at him, "Just what are you implying, Warrick?" She wasn't willing to give up any information easily.
Warrick knew he had hooked her, "Nothing, Sara." He raised an eyebrow and continued, "Should I be implying something?"
"Uh, no." Sara finished. "Hey, the address is up here on the left." They pulled into the parking lot of the LV Transit business office. In short order, they had obtained the records and made their way back to CSI headquarters.