The Monday morning commute would commence in less than eight hours. The
team of CSIs were exhausted. They had gathered in the break room to drink
some of Greg's coffee and debrief themselves from the case. When Grissom
had called Mobley to tell him the good new, he had instructed him to give
the team the next shift off, he'd have the day crew cover for them.
"Good work, everyone." Grissom congratulated. "I don't want to see any of you back here until the beginning of shift on Tuesday." He finished his coffee and placed his cup in the sink.
"Hey, does anyone want to go get breakfast down at the diner?" Catherine suggested.
"Good idea, Catherine," Grissom responded.
"I'm in." Warrick added.
"Sure," Nick intoned.
"Yeah, sounds good." Sara concluded.
The group headed out of the break room and out into the parking lot, squinting in the sunlight. Grissom, Catherine, and Warrick headed to Catherine's Tahoe. Catherine gave Nick and Sara an inquisitive look. Nick responded with a smile, "We'll meet you there in a few minutes." Catherine and Warrick exchanged bemused grins, which Grissom took in with a raised eyebrow in question. Catherine whispered quietly to Grissom, "I'll fill you in on the way, Gil."
Nick and Sara walked over to Sara's Tahoe. They paused at the driver's side door. Sara turned to face Nick, keys in hand. "Nick?"
"Yeah, Sara?" Nick responded with a mischievous grin.
"What's up?" Sara queried, wondering why Nick wasn't on the other side of the vehicle.
"Oh, I just wanted to talk to you about something before we went and got breakfast." He winked.
She smiled and crossed her arms in front of her as she leaned against the door of the Tahoe. "And just what did you want to talk to me about, Stokes."
Standing just a little closer to her, he answered, "Oh, I just wanted to say something."
She raised an eyebrow, silently asking him to continue.
"Sara, you're one of my best friends," Nick began placing a hand on the Tahoe behind her, Sara smiled. "But I don't think that we can be friends anymore."
A look of confusion momentarily crossed Sara's face until she noticed the glint in Nick's eye. "Oh, and why is that, Mr. Stokes?"
A Texas sized grin broke over Nick's face as he replied with a wink, placing his other hand behind her on the SUV, "Because friends don't get to do this." With that he leaned in and gently kissed her. Sara smiled into the kiss and grabbed Nick's belt, pulling him closer. Nick smiled and broke the kiss momentarily resting his forehead against Sara's, "Does that mean you want to be my girlfriend, Sara?"
She smiled back, "Yeah." And then snaked her arms around his neck to pull him back into a kiss. Tender at first, but as each of them parted lips, the kiss became deeper more passionate. Their tongues explored and their hands caressed as Sara leaned back against the Tahoe, Nick pressed up against her.
They weren't sure just how much time had passed when the phone on Nick's belt rang, "Stokes," he said somewhat breathless.
It was Warrick, "Hey, Nick, if you think you can take a break from kissing Sara, we'll go ahead and order for you."
Nick looked at Sara with a look that said they were busted, "Yeah, Warrick, we'll be right there."
"Good work, everyone." Grissom congratulated. "I don't want to see any of you back here until the beginning of shift on Tuesday." He finished his coffee and placed his cup in the sink.
"Hey, does anyone want to go get breakfast down at the diner?" Catherine suggested.
"Good idea, Catherine," Grissom responded.
"I'm in." Warrick added.
"Sure," Nick intoned.
"Yeah, sounds good." Sara concluded.
The group headed out of the break room and out into the parking lot, squinting in the sunlight. Grissom, Catherine, and Warrick headed to Catherine's Tahoe. Catherine gave Nick and Sara an inquisitive look. Nick responded with a smile, "We'll meet you there in a few minutes." Catherine and Warrick exchanged bemused grins, which Grissom took in with a raised eyebrow in question. Catherine whispered quietly to Grissom, "I'll fill you in on the way, Gil."
Nick and Sara walked over to Sara's Tahoe. They paused at the driver's side door. Sara turned to face Nick, keys in hand. "Nick?"
"Yeah, Sara?" Nick responded with a mischievous grin.
"What's up?" Sara queried, wondering why Nick wasn't on the other side of the vehicle.
"Oh, I just wanted to talk to you about something before we went and got breakfast." He winked.
She smiled and crossed her arms in front of her as she leaned against the door of the Tahoe. "And just what did you want to talk to me about, Stokes."
Standing just a little closer to her, he answered, "Oh, I just wanted to say something."
She raised an eyebrow, silently asking him to continue.
"Sara, you're one of my best friends," Nick began placing a hand on the Tahoe behind her, Sara smiled. "But I don't think that we can be friends anymore."
A look of confusion momentarily crossed Sara's face until she noticed the glint in Nick's eye. "Oh, and why is that, Mr. Stokes?"
A Texas sized grin broke over Nick's face as he replied with a wink, placing his other hand behind her on the SUV, "Because friends don't get to do this." With that he leaned in and gently kissed her. Sara smiled into the kiss and grabbed Nick's belt, pulling him closer. Nick smiled and broke the kiss momentarily resting his forehead against Sara's, "Does that mean you want to be my girlfriend, Sara?"
She smiled back, "Yeah." And then snaked her arms around his neck to pull him back into a kiss. Tender at first, but as each of them parted lips, the kiss became deeper more passionate. Their tongues explored and their hands caressed as Sara leaned back against the Tahoe, Nick pressed up against her.
They weren't sure just how much time had passed when the phone on Nick's belt rang, "Stokes," he said somewhat breathless.
It was Warrick, "Hey, Nick, if you think you can take a break from kissing Sara, we'll go ahead and order for you."
Nick looked at Sara with a look that said they were busted, "Yeah, Warrick, we'll be right there."