Nick and Sara had a rare night off together. They were sitting in Nick's
living room getting ready to watch a movie when Sara's cell phone went off.
"Sidle," Sara answered. "Hey, Grissom," A disappointed look crossed her
face, "What about Catherine and Warrick? Oh. Greg? Oh. No, he's here
with me, remember, we both asked for the night off? Just a minute." She
looked over at Nick, "Grissom says they've got a db in the desert and he
wants you and me to take it. Apparently, everyone else is already on a
case for the night."
A frown crossed Nick's face, "Doesn't he realize we haven't had a night off together in a while?"
Sara grinned at him, "He knows."
Nick grinned back at her, "Tell him we'll be right there."
Sara let Grissom know they'd head out immediately. They turned the lights off at Nick's and headed out to Sara's Tahoe. They wove their way out into the desert and up into the hills to meet Grissom. On the way Nick remained quiet as Sara sang along to the radio. A smile tugged at his lips as he listened to her sing. She didn't think so, be he thought she had a nice singing voice. He remembered how last month they had visited his family in Texas and how she joined in when his mother insisted on doing a sing along. His family adored Sara. He adored her. A grin broke over his face.
Sara happened to look over at him as he smiled, "Why are you grinning, Mr. Stokes." She continued glancing at him as she drove.
Nick looked at her and replied, "Just enjoying you sing and thinking about how much fun I had with you in Texas."
Sara smiled, "Your family is great, Nick. I enjoyed being there."
"They love you, you know." Nick stated reaching over to hold her hand.
Sara grinned squeezing his hand, "Well, I love you, Nick Stokes."
"And I love you, Sara Sidle." Nick caressed her hand with his thumb.
As they approached the scene, Sara wrinkled her brow, "This looks familiar."
She pulled the Tahoe alongside Grissom's and turned off the ignition. Sara and Nick exited the vehicle and walked up to Grissom who was talking to Brass near the detective's Taurus. Sara questioned, "What do we have?"
Grissom looked up and gave Nick and Sara a half grin as they approached, "I'm glad you're here. It's all yours; I've been called out to a hit and run. Brass will fill you in."
"Thanks, Gris," Nick replied as Grissom walked back to his Tahoe.
Brass looked at the pair of young CSIs and gave them a sardonic grin, "Down there by the bluff. Scene's all yours. I'll be over here, downwind."
Sara looked at Brass quizzically, "Decomp?"
Nick looked at Sara, "No time like the present." As they walked toward the bluff, Nick looked back at Brass and gave him a thumbs up sign.
Sara reached the edge of the bluff first. She turned to look at Nick, mini mag-light in hand, "I don't see anything, did we come the wrong way?" Sara began to turn around to retrace their steps.
Nick grinned at her and grabbed her by the wrist to stop her. "Sara."
She turned back toward him, "What?"
He led her to the edge of the bluff, "Look down there." He flicked his mini mag-light on, then off again.
Suddenly, lights flickered on about 10 feet down the bluff. A sign made out of plywood with Christmas lights mounted on it spelled out, "Marry Me?"
Sara turned to look at Nick with a quizzical expression on her face. He stood there grinning at her in the moonlight. "Sara, there is no crime scene."
Shock registered on her face as she realized what was happening.
He took her hand and dropped to one knee. He pulled out his grandmother's engagement ring and held it out to her, "Sara Sidle, I love you. I want to spend my life with you. Sara, will you marry me?"
Sara couldn't seem to remember how to form words. All she could manage was to nod. Nick slipped the ring on her finger and stood up. He caressed the sides of her face with his fingers and pulled her close, kissing her deeply. As they broke the kiss, Sara finally managed, "You just asked me to marry you."
Nick nodded.
Sara continued, "And I said yes."
Nick nodded again, letting out a chuckle.
A wide grin broke over Sara's face and she let out a scream, wrapping her arms around Nick's neck, pulling him down for another kiss.
As they broke the kiss, Nick yelled out, "She said yes!"
A smattering applause rang out. Sara giggled, "You had a little help, didn't you?"
Nick kissed her on the forehead, "Yeah, pretty much everyone is here."
Sara looked around and then looked back at Nick, "This is where we went on our first date, isn't it?"
Nick leaned down and kissed her again, murmuring against her lips, "Yeah."
As they broke the kiss, Sara suggested, "Why don't we go somewhere that we don't have an audience, Mr. Stokes."
He chuckled. They walked back toward the Tahoe and were met with more applause as Catherine, Grissom, Warrick, Greg, and Brass all stood there with smiles on their faces. The group surrounded the couple and offered congratulatory hugs and handshakes.
"Thanks, you guys, I owe you." Nick stated gratefully. Cell phones started going off and the rest of the CSI team headed off to different crime scenes. Nick and Sara made their way back to Nick's house in Sara's Tahoe.
As they pulled into the driveway, Nick reached over and took her hand, "Did you look at the ring?"
She smiled, "Yeah, it's beautiful, Nick. I've never seen anything quite like it."
"That's because it's one of a kind," Nick replied, "It was my grandmothers. When we were in Texas last month, I told her I was going to ask you to marry me. She wanted you to have it."
"Oh, Nick!" Sara had tears running down her face. Nick pulled her into a hug and grinned.
Nick's cell phone rang. He pulled away from Sara and answered it, "Stokes." He looked over at Sara. "Ok, we'll be right there." He ended the call and turned to Sara, "Grissom needs us for real this time."
She looked over at him and chuckled, "Ok, where to?"
A frown crossed Nick's face, "Doesn't he realize we haven't had a night off together in a while?"
Sara grinned at him, "He knows."
Nick grinned back at her, "Tell him we'll be right there."
Sara let Grissom know they'd head out immediately. They turned the lights off at Nick's and headed out to Sara's Tahoe. They wove their way out into the desert and up into the hills to meet Grissom. On the way Nick remained quiet as Sara sang along to the radio. A smile tugged at his lips as he listened to her sing. She didn't think so, be he thought she had a nice singing voice. He remembered how last month they had visited his family in Texas and how she joined in when his mother insisted on doing a sing along. His family adored Sara. He adored her. A grin broke over his face.
Sara happened to look over at him as he smiled, "Why are you grinning, Mr. Stokes." She continued glancing at him as she drove.
Nick looked at her and replied, "Just enjoying you sing and thinking about how much fun I had with you in Texas."
Sara smiled, "Your family is great, Nick. I enjoyed being there."
"They love you, you know." Nick stated reaching over to hold her hand.
Sara grinned squeezing his hand, "Well, I love you, Nick Stokes."
"And I love you, Sara Sidle." Nick caressed her hand with his thumb.
As they approached the scene, Sara wrinkled her brow, "This looks familiar."
She pulled the Tahoe alongside Grissom's and turned off the ignition. Sara and Nick exited the vehicle and walked up to Grissom who was talking to Brass near the detective's Taurus. Sara questioned, "What do we have?"
Grissom looked up and gave Nick and Sara a half grin as they approached, "I'm glad you're here. It's all yours; I've been called out to a hit and run. Brass will fill you in."
"Thanks, Gris," Nick replied as Grissom walked back to his Tahoe.
Brass looked at the pair of young CSIs and gave them a sardonic grin, "Down there by the bluff. Scene's all yours. I'll be over here, downwind."
Sara looked at Brass quizzically, "Decomp?"
Nick looked at Sara, "No time like the present." As they walked toward the bluff, Nick looked back at Brass and gave him a thumbs up sign.
Sara reached the edge of the bluff first. She turned to look at Nick, mini mag-light in hand, "I don't see anything, did we come the wrong way?" Sara began to turn around to retrace their steps.
Nick grinned at her and grabbed her by the wrist to stop her. "Sara."
She turned back toward him, "What?"
He led her to the edge of the bluff, "Look down there." He flicked his mini mag-light on, then off again.
Suddenly, lights flickered on about 10 feet down the bluff. A sign made out of plywood with Christmas lights mounted on it spelled out, "Marry Me?"
Sara turned to look at Nick with a quizzical expression on her face. He stood there grinning at her in the moonlight. "Sara, there is no crime scene."
Shock registered on her face as she realized what was happening.
He took her hand and dropped to one knee. He pulled out his grandmother's engagement ring and held it out to her, "Sara Sidle, I love you. I want to spend my life with you. Sara, will you marry me?"
Sara couldn't seem to remember how to form words. All she could manage was to nod. Nick slipped the ring on her finger and stood up. He caressed the sides of her face with his fingers and pulled her close, kissing her deeply. As they broke the kiss, Sara finally managed, "You just asked me to marry you."
Nick nodded.
Sara continued, "And I said yes."
Nick nodded again, letting out a chuckle.
A wide grin broke over Sara's face and she let out a scream, wrapping her arms around Nick's neck, pulling him down for another kiss.
As they broke the kiss, Nick yelled out, "She said yes!"
A smattering applause rang out. Sara giggled, "You had a little help, didn't you?"
Nick kissed her on the forehead, "Yeah, pretty much everyone is here."
Sara looked around and then looked back at Nick, "This is where we went on our first date, isn't it?"
Nick leaned down and kissed her again, murmuring against her lips, "Yeah."
As they broke the kiss, Sara suggested, "Why don't we go somewhere that we don't have an audience, Mr. Stokes."
He chuckled. They walked back toward the Tahoe and were met with more applause as Catherine, Grissom, Warrick, Greg, and Brass all stood there with smiles on their faces. The group surrounded the couple and offered congratulatory hugs and handshakes.
"Thanks, you guys, I owe you." Nick stated gratefully. Cell phones started going off and the rest of the CSI team headed off to different crime scenes. Nick and Sara made their way back to Nick's house in Sara's Tahoe.
As they pulled into the driveway, Nick reached over and took her hand, "Did you look at the ring?"
She smiled, "Yeah, it's beautiful, Nick. I've never seen anything quite like it."
"That's because it's one of a kind," Nick replied, "It was my grandmothers. When we were in Texas last month, I told her I was going to ask you to marry me. She wanted you to have it."
"Oh, Nick!" Sara had tears running down her face. Nick pulled her into a hug and grinned.
Nick's cell phone rang. He pulled away from Sara and answered it, "Stokes." He looked over at Sara. "Ok, we'll be right there." He ended the call and turned to Sara, "Grissom needs us for real this time."
She looked over at him and chuckled, "Ok, where to?"
