Nick drove home. He and Sara didn't talk much on the drive, each lost in their own thoughts. He pulled his Tahoe into the driveway and turned off the ignition. They exited the vehicle and walked to Nick's front door hand in hand. They entered the house and Nick turned the light on and tossed his keys on the table near the phone. He turned to Sara, "Hey, Sar, I'm going to go change. Do you want to borrow some clothes or something until Catherine comes by?"

Sara smirked, "Uh, sure, but I have a feeling they'll be too big."

Nick flashed her a grin, "I've got a pair or two of drawstring sweats. I think they might fit you."

"Ok, thanks." A smile played at the edges of her mouth.

Nick disappeared down the hallway a few minutes later wearing a pair of faded blue jeans and a gray Texas Ranger's T-shirt. In his hand he held out a pair of navy blue sweats and a red T-shirt, "I'm sure these will be much more comfortable than those coveralls until you get some of your own clothes. You can change in the bathroom if you want."

Sara gratefully took them and smiled at him, "Thank, Nick." She leaned up and kissed him on the cheek before heading down the hallway toward the bathroom to change.

Nick grinned.

Sara emerged a few minutes later, swimming in the sweats and the T-shirt which had 'Don't Mess With Texas' emblazoned on the front. A smiled tugged at her lips, "Nice T-shirt, Nicky."

Nick tried to suppress a chuckle, "I thought you might like it."

She swatted at his arm, a grin playing at her mouth.

An awkward silence descended. Nick glanced over at Sara, "Hey, do you want to watch a movie or something?"

She smiled, "Sure."

Sara settled herself on the couch and Nick turned on the TV and began looking through his DVD collection. "What do you think about his one?" Nick asked, holding up 'Lethal Weapon 3'.

Sara smiled, "Sounds good. I like those, they actually have a plot."

Nick grinned and put the DVD in the player and joined Sara on the couch. Sara leaned against him after he sat down. He smiled at her and pulled his arm around her. Sara smiled and wrapped her arms around his waist. As the movie played, Nick found himself playing with Sara's hair. Sara lay her head on his shoulder.

As the movie finished, Nick looked at Sara, his fingers stroking her arm, "This is nice."

Sara looked up at him and smiled, "Yeah, but this is even nicer." She cupped his cheek with her hand and pulled him into a soft, yet sensuous kiss. Sara's lips slowly moved over Nick's. In response, he tangled his fingers in her hair and deepened the kiss, his tongue moving past her lips as she parted them. Their tongues tasted every part of each others mouths as they danced intimately. Nick pulled Sara closer to him as they continued this passion infused kiss. The need for air pulled them apart.

Nick tried to catch his breath, he looked into Sara's eyes, "Have I told you that I think you're beautiful, Sara Sidle?"

Sara grinned, resting her forehead against his, "Has anyone ever told you that you're an amazing kisser, Nick Stokes?"

Nick grinned, "Oh, maybe once or twice. You're not so bad yourself, Sara."

"Not bad, huh? Well, we'll just have to see about that." Sara pulled him into another kiss. Her tongue demanded entry into Nick's mouth, and he readily complied. Her kiss was demanding and full of passion and want. A groan escaped Nick's throat. The need for air once again pulled them apart.

Breathless, Nick tried to speak, "That was amazing, Sara."

Sara smiled brushing her thumb over his bottom lip, "That's more like it, Nicky." She leaned back into the couch trying to catch her breath.

A knock sounded at the door. Nick stood, "That should be Catherine." He walked over to the door and opened it. Not only was Catherine standing there, but Warrick was as well.

Warrick had a bemused grin on his face as he took in Sara's mussed appearance and the T-shirt she wore, "Nice shirt, Sara." He and Catherine entered Nick's house and Catherine walked over to Sara and handed her the bag of clothes from her locker.

"Thanks, Cath." Sara took the bag gratefully.

Catherine smirked at the shirt Sara had on, "You know if it was me, it would have been a coin toss between the coveralls and Nick's shirt."

"Very funny." Sara responded.

Catherine turned towards Nick and noticed his Texas Ranger's T-shirt, "Nick, do you own a T-shirt that doesn't have something to do with Texas?"

Nick tried to suppress a grin, "I'll have you know, that I am proud to be from the state of Texas."

"That would be a no." Warrick concluded chuckling.

Catherine took in the mussed appearance of Sara's hair, "We didn't interrupt anything did we? I mean you are still technically on your first date." Catherine had an amused look on her face.

"Nothing that you need to know about." Nick stated, a hint of color in his cheeks.

"I guess that answers that question." Catherine observed.

"It's about time. We were beginning to wonder if you two would ever stop flirting and just go for it." Warrick commented.

Changing the subject, Nick asked, "When do you think the scene will be cleared?"

Catherine answered, "Well, we finished processing the scene, but you know how this works, Nicky. Probably a week, maybe two. It just depends on what we find when we run the evidence through the lab."

"How was the vic killed?" Nick asked.

Warrick answered, "You know we can't tell you, Nick. That's Grissom's call."

"I know." Nick replied. He ran his fingers through his hair.

Catherine turned to Sara, "If you get sick of Nick's guest room, you can stay with one of us."

Sara tried to suppress a grin, "I'll keep that in mind."

Warrick chuckled, "Hey, we need to get going, we still have a couple hours until shift is over. See you tonight."

Nick saw Catherine and Warrick to the door. As he closed the door behind them he turned to face Sara who was yawning. A smile played at his lips, "Hey, Sara, let me show you the guest room."

She tried to stifle the yawn, "I'm not tired."

Nick grinned and raised an eyebrow at her, "Sara, you're a terrible liar."

She grinned at him and followed him down the hallway into the guest room. The room had a masculine flare to it. Pictures from Nick's college days hung on the wall, as well as several pictures of his family.

"Get some sleep, Sar. If you need anything, I'm just across the hall, ok." Nick kissed her softly before stepping out of the room and closing the door.

Sara smiled and fell asleep almost as soon as she lay on the bed still wearing Nick's clothes.