Chapter 3
Lunchtime came quickly and hoards of students lined the lunch hall and the courtyard. Nick was sitting on the fountain talking to Sara about this girl he met in gym class, but her attention wavered as her eyes left him to focus on the man sitting on the grass reading while Warrick and Catherine made out a few metres away. Nick kept talking to her until he noticed she wasn't listening, he was about to wave a hand at her when Greg's voice shouted to Sara.
"HEY SARA!" Greg came running round the corner and all the others looked at him as he ran towards her. Sara and Nick burst out laughing when he stopped briefly to give her a red rose before running off when the gardener came charging round the corner with fire and steam coming from his ears.
Sara looked down at the rose and giggled. "He's nuts."
Nick watched Greg run through the car park and off towards the field. "Pratt. He'll get caught some day."
Sara nodded and grinned at him. "Cute." She said waving the flower at him. Nick smiled and took the flower, broke the long steam and pushed it through a buttonhole in her blouse. "Thanks."
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Grissom was reading a new journal when the commotion started. He heard Greg before he saw him and when he heard her name, spun in search for her. He saw Greg stop in front of her and hand her a rose before being chased by the college head gardener. He smiled as she laughed and giggled as Nick placed the rose on her. She looked around her one last time and locked eyes with him. She smiled and gave a small wave. He smiled back at her and before he could wave Warrick pinched his book from him and the eye contact was broken.
"What have we here?" Grissom stood and waited for him to give the book back.
"Warrick." He warned.
Warrick looked at the cover and shook his head. "You and forensics man. Try learning about the living, not the dead." He suggested with a grin and tossed the book back to him.
Grissom gave Catherine a hug. "See you later." He turned to leave but turned back to see Sara, she was gone. Catherine patted his shoulder and grabbed Warrick's hand before heading home for the day. Grissom walked down to the field and sorted out the afternoon's game with the coach.
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Nick walked up to Greg and Sara in their maths class grinning widely. Both eyed him suspiciously. "I was just asked to play on the baseball team with the sophomore's." Nick said cheerily.
Sara hugged him and kissed his cheek. "That's great Nicky."
"Yeah, well done man." Greg patted Nick's back.
"I get to watch the game this afternoon and play next week. I also get to go practice and drop gym." He said the last bit sadly.
"Nick, you'll see her at break don't worry about it." Sara reassured him with another hug.
"You guys will come won't you?" Nick asked.
"You bet ya." Sara said poking him in the ribs and Greg grinned.
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Through out the game the coach felt like he was talking to himself and not his assistant coach. Several times he had to shout his name to get him to concentrate on the game. Warrick told the coach what had him in a daze and he laughed 'bout time'.
Sara and Greg watched the game while Nick talked to some of the players on the bench. They we're laughing at something he was saying while Grissom was leaning against the wire fence looking from the field to the bleachers where she was sitting. Sara was playing with Greg's hair and grimacing as she pulled her hands back. Grissom smiled at her when she turned to look at him. Her smile grew when she found him staring. Greg teased her through out the game and all he got in return was an elbow in the side. Grissom laughed when she playfully squirted her shaken coke can over Greg's jacket.
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After the game Nick found Sara standing out side the main building starring up at the engraved writing. "I wonder what it says?" He asked.
"Not sure. I tried looking it up, but couldn't figure out what language it is."
"I'll make dinner when I get home and then I'm going out. You be ok on your own tonight?" Nick asked standing in front of her. She nodded and kissed him goodbye.
Sara stood there so long it was quiet and no soul remained on campus. "It's French." The voice made her jump and she turned towards it, she smiled at him. "'Agrandir ton esprit' expand your mind." He said as he stood beside her looking up at the large letters that stretched the length of the door.
"French huh?" She turned to him and he nodded. His smile and blue eyes caught her.
He looked down at the ground and blushed at her intense gaze. "You need a lift home?" He asked hesitantly.
Sara grinned. "You offering?"
"I am." He pointed at his car and waited for her to join him in walking. As they reached the car he opened the door for her.
"Thanks." She got in and buckled up. Grissom did the same before pulling out the college car park and heading in the direction of her house.
Grissom turned on the radio and found a jazz station. "You like jazz?"
Sara turned to see him looking at her with that smile of his. She nodded and turned the music down slightly. "I do, listen to it all the time. I take it you do to?"
"Have for a long time. My mother loves it." The car stopped outside her house and he got out to open her door. Sara wasn't use to this much attention and politeness, but was enjoying every bit of it. He walked her up the path and up the porch steps to her door. "Well." He looked out towards his car and shyly smiled. "I'll see you tomorrow perhaps?"
Sara nodded and opened her door. "You'll see me like you have all day today Gil." He blushed making her giggle. "I will, honestly, maybe even speak to you at lunch."
"That would be nice."
He started walking down the path and turned when she shouted to him. "Bring your new forensic book with you." She smiled at him and closed her door. She watched him through the veiled window and kept grinning when he happily jumped into his car and pulled away from the curb.
Lunchtime came quickly and hoards of students lined the lunch hall and the courtyard. Nick was sitting on the fountain talking to Sara about this girl he met in gym class, but her attention wavered as her eyes left him to focus on the man sitting on the grass reading while Warrick and Catherine made out a few metres away. Nick kept talking to her until he noticed she wasn't listening, he was about to wave a hand at her when Greg's voice shouted to Sara.
"HEY SARA!" Greg came running round the corner and all the others looked at him as he ran towards her. Sara and Nick burst out laughing when he stopped briefly to give her a red rose before running off when the gardener came charging round the corner with fire and steam coming from his ears.
Sara looked down at the rose and giggled. "He's nuts."
Nick watched Greg run through the car park and off towards the field. "Pratt. He'll get caught some day."
Sara nodded and grinned at him. "Cute." She said waving the flower at him. Nick smiled and took the flower, broke the long steam and pushed it through a buttonhole in her blouse. "Thanks."
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Grissom was reading a new journal when the commotion started. He heard Greg before he saw him and when he heard her name, spun in search for her. He saw Greg stop in front of her and hand her a rose before being chased by the college head gardener. He smiled as she laughed and giggled as Nick placed the rose on her. She looked around her one last time and locked eyes with him. She smiled and gave a small wave. He smiled back at her and before he could wave Warrick pinched his book from him and the eye contact was broken.
"What have we here?" Grissom stood and waited for him to give the book back.
"Warrick." He warned.
Warrick looked at the cover and shook his head. "You and forensics man. Try learning about the living, not the dead." He suggested with a grin and tossed the book back to him.
Grissom gave Catherine a hug. "See you later." He turned to leave but turned back to see Sara, she was gone. Catherine patted his shoulder and grabbed Warrick's hand before heading home for the day. Grissom walked down to the field and sorted out the afternoon's game with the coach.
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Nick walked up to Greg and Sara in their maths class grinning widely. Both eyed him suspiciously. "I was just asked to play on the baseball team with the sophomore's." Nick said cheerily.
Sara hugged him and kissed his cheek. "That's great Nicky."
"Yeah, well done man." Greg patted Nick's back.
"I get to watch the game this afternoon and play next week. I also get to go practice and drop gym." He said the last bit sadly.
"Nick, you'll see her at break don't worry about it." Sara reassured him with another hug.
"You guys will come won't you?" Nick asked.
"You bet ya." Sara said poking him in the ribs and Greg grinned.
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Through out the game the coach felt like he was talking to himself and not his assistant coach. Several times he had to shout his name to get him to concentrate on the game. Warrick told the coach what had him in a daze and he laughed 'bout time'.
Sara and Greg watched the game while Nick talked to some of the players on the bench. They we're laughing at something he was saying while Grissom was leaning against the wire fence looking from the field to the bleachers where she was sitting. Sara was playing with Greg's hair and grimacing as she pulled her hands back. Grissom smiled at her when she turned to look at him. Her smile grew when she found him staring. Greg teased her through out the game and all he got in return was an elbow in the side. Grissom laughed when she playfully squirted her shaken coke can over Greg's jacket.
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After the game Nick found Sara standing out side the main building starring up at the engraved writing. "I wonder what it says?" He asked.
"Not sure. I tried looking it up, but couldn't figure out what language it is."
"I'll make dinner when I get home and then I'm going out. You be ok on your own tonight?" Nick asked standing in front of her. She nodded and kissed him goodbye.
Sara stood there so long it was quiet and no soul remained on campus. "It's French." The voice made her jump and she turned towards it, she smiled at him. "'Agrandir ton esprit' expand your mind." He said as he stood beside her looking up at the large letters that stretched the length of the door.
"French huh?" She turned to him and he nodded. His smile and blue eyes caught her.
He looked down at the ground and blushed at her intense gaze. "You need a lift home?" He asked hesitantly.
Sara grinned. "You offering?"
"I am." He pointed at his car and waited for her to join him in walking. As they reached the car he opened the door for her.
"Thanks." She got in and buckled up. Grissom did the same before pulling out the college car park and heading in the direction of her house.
Grissom turned on the radio and found a jazz station. "You like jazz?"
Sara turned to see him looking at her with that smile of his. She nodded and turned the music down slightly. "I do, listen to it all the time. I take it you do to?"
"Have for a long time. My mother loves it." The car stopped outside her house and he got out to open her door. Sara wasn't use to this much attention and politeness, but was enjoying every bit of it. He walked her up the path and up the porch steps to her door. "Well." He looked out towards his car and shyly smiled. "I'll see you tomorrow perhaps?"
Sara nodded and opened her door. "You'll see me like you have all day today Gil." He blushed making her giggle. "I will, honestly, maybe even speak to you at lunch."
"That would be nice."
He started walking down the path and turned when she shouted to him. "Bring your new forensic book with you." She smiled at him and closed her door. She watched him through the veiled window and kept grinning when he happily jumped into his car and pulled away from the curb.