Mums the Word
Nick walked Katie and Brianna out after he got Katie's information. Lily was still at the front desk. She noticed a much different mood as the two walked out. She was envious of their closeness as Nick hugged Katie goodbye. Nick flashed Lily a big smile as he walked towards the DNA lab. Lily was left to wonder what had gone on in that room.
Greg had Judas Priest cranked on his stereo. Nick walked in and immediately turned it down. He shut the door so no one would overhear their conversation. Nick decided the best course of action to ask Greg for a favor was to ease into it. This was a huge favor, especially since Grissom didn't like lab equipment used for personal issues.
"Dude, what's with the music?" Nick inquired to his head-banging co-worker. It wasn't unusual to come in and find some sort of heavy metal or rock playing. But Nick didn't really mind it.
Greg grinned, "I dunno, I'm just in an eighties mood today." The truth was Greg was bored off his ass. There was nothing going on today and his lab felt like a cage. He couldn't wait to get through CSI training, but until then, he used music to deal.
"Oh puh-leeze, you were little kid in the eighties, you don't even remember them." Nick scoffed.
"You're just jealous of my youthful good looks, old man." Greg primped his hair as he teased Nick. "What is that, a little gray hair around the ears?"
Nick didn't respond and Greg realized he wasn't even listening to him. Nick was peering out the windows to make sure no one was around. The last thing Nick needed was anyone else finding out about this. He could already tell that Lily suspected something. He would have to have a talk with her later. Charm her into keeping her mouth shut. She was a cute girl and all, but way to young, and not really Nick's type.
"Hey, what's with the cloak and dagger? Hiding from Grissom?"
The mere mention of Grissom's name snapped Nick back to attention. Grissom wouldn't understand at all. Although things have gotten better, Nick wasn't sure how much respect Grissom had for him. He was sure this would destroy any points he made with his boss.
"What? No...no, nothing like that." Nick lied. He paused and looked at the vial in his hand. "Hey remember last week when I fixed you up with that little, hot cocktail waitress? The one you spent the entire weekend with?"
Greg grinned from ear-to-ear. "Yeah, she was...she was...augh...the things she could do...she did this one thing with her tongue...."
Nick holds a hand up to stop Greg. Normally Nick loved Greg's stories, reminded him of his frat boy days. But now was not the time.
Nick smiled, "Okay, okay stud...details later...and I do mean later. Look, you said you owed me, well, I need ya to pay up. Are you busy right now?"
Greg looked around at his empty table. "Um, no, things are pretty slow, which is bad for business, but good for mankind I guess. What do you need?" He paused. "Not actual money right? Because..."
Nick quickly cut Greg off. "No! Jeez, I'm not a pimp. I just need a favor, a really big one. You CAN NOT tell anybody about this." Greg wasn't exactly known for being able to keep his mouth shut. He could be a bigger gossip then most of the women in the office.
Greg could see Nick was serious and adopted a sober attitude. "Sure, man, just tell me what I can do."
"I need you to run these two mouth swabs. I'm looking for a paternity match."
Greg had his back to Nick as he walked over to one of his machines. He didn't see Nick take a sample from his own mouth. Nick handed the swabs to Greg. Greg took the swabs from Nick. He had never seen Nick so secretive and somber.
"Um, I didn't know you were working on a...." Greg paused and stared, "Nick, what the hell kind of case are you working on?"
He put the swabs into one of his many machines and fired it up.
Nick spoke quietly, "It's not for a case...it's personal. I'll come back later for the results."
Greg's eyes widen as he took in the enormity of what Nick was implying. He shook his head in disbelief. It was all making sense now. The crew had joked for years about Nick's luck running out on him, but now he realized it had. Nick Stokes knocked some girl up. Greg was so tempted to tease Nick, but he valued their friendship, and his teeth too much.
"Wait a minute...do you think you're a father?" asked a shocked Greg.
"I don't know, man, but I want to be sure before the news gets around. That's why no one can know...especially not Grissom," stressed Nick. The tone in Nick's voice tempered Greg's desire to give him a hard time. Greg didn't know what he would do if he was in Nick's situation.
The door swung open and Sara Sidle overheard the last part as she walked in.
"Especially not Grissom what?" she asked innocently.
"Damn, Sara, don't you knock?!" Nick snapped. Great, here was another person that Nick really didn't want to find out about this. Nick liked Sara, but she could be so judgmental, and was never afraid to voice her opinion.
Sara was a little hurt at Nick's sharpness. "Who the hell does he think he is?" Sara thought to herself. She was about to bitch at him, but went for sarcasm instead.
"Oh, I'm sorry boys, did I interrupt your little no-girls-allowed-meeting?" Sara ribbed.
Instantly Nick was sorry he was so short with her. He tried to sound apologetic.
"Sara, it's not that...it's just...we were just talking...about Greg's hot weekend with this girl..."
Greg smacked Nick on the arm. Greg couldn't believe he would say something like that. Sara smirked, because she knew Greg had a thing for her.
She chuckled and said, "Fine, fine whatever...Greg, I need the blood sample results from the Carins case." Sara could tell that wasn't what was going on, but if Nick didn't want her to know something, there was nothing she could do about it. Still, she wished he would let her in. She always thought of her and Nick as good friends.
Greg grabbed a file from a file stacker. "Got 'em right here."
Greg handed Sara the folder and she studied it as she walked out. She almost ran into Warrick as he entered the lab.
Warrick looked at Nick. "Hey Nick, gotta minute? I need a second opinion on my car jacking. Meet me in Trace?"
Nick didn't want him to think anything was up, so he replied, "Sure, Warrick, be there in a second." Nick didn't know how he was going to go back to work after everything that had happened. All he could think about was holding that beautiful little girl and knowing that she was his.
Warrick left and Nick turned back to Greg.
"I'll be back in what....half-an-hour? And Greg, not a word to anyone, okay?"
"Yeah, man, no problem." Greg assured him. Greg liked to have his fun, but Nick's friendship meant a lot to him. They had just started really hanging out, and Greg wouldn't do anything to compromise that.
"Hey Greg, thanks for doing this." Greg just nodded.
Nick left the lab and walked down the hall towards the Trace lab.
Nick walked Katie and Brianna out after he got Katie's information. Lily was still at the front desk. She noticed a much different mood as the two walked out. She was envious of their closeness as Nick hugged Katie goodbye. Nick flashed Lily a big smile as he walked towards the DNA lab. Lily was left to wonder what had gone on in that room.
Greg had Judas Priest cranked on his stereo. Nick walked in and immediately turned it down. He shut the door so no one would overhear their conversation. Nick decided the best course of action to ask Greg for a favor was to ease into it. This was a huge favor, especially since Grissom didn't like lab equipment used for personal issues.
"Dude, what's with the music?" Nick inquired to his head-banging co-worker. It wasn't unusual to come in and find some sort of heavy metal or rock playing. But Nick didn't really mind it.
Greg grinned, "I dunno, I'm just in an eighties mood today." The truth was Greg was bored off his ass. There was nothing going on today and his lab felt like a cage. He couldn't wait to get through CSI training, but until then, he used music to deal.
"Oh puh-leeze, you were little kid in the eighties, you don't even remember them." Nick scoffed.
"You're just jealous of my youthful good looks, old man." Greg primped his hair as he teased Nick. "What is that, a little gray hair around the ears?"
Nick didn't respond and Greg realized he wasn't even listening to him. Nick was peering out the windows to make sure no one was around. The last thing Nick needed was anyone else finding out about this. He could already tell that Lily suspected something. He would have to have a talk with her later. Charm her into keeping her mouth shut. She was a cute girl and all, but way to young, and not really Nick's type.
"Hey, what's with the cloak and dagger? Hiding from Grissom?"
The mere mention of Grissom's name snapped Nick back to attention. Grissom wouldn't understand at all. Although things have gotten better, Nick wasn't sure how much respect Grissom had for him. He was sure this would destroy any points he made with his boss.
"What? No...no, nothing like that." Nick lied. He paused and looked at the vial in his hand. "Hey remember last week when I fixed you up with that little, hot cocktail waitress? The one you spent the entire weekend with?"
Greg grinned from ear-to-ear. "Yeah, she was...she was...augh...the things she could do...she did this one thing with her tongue...."
Nick holds a hand up to stop Greg. Normally Nick loved Greg's stories, reminded him of his frat boy days. But now was not the time.
Nick smiled, "Okay, okay stud...details later...and I do mean later. Look, you said you owed me, well, I need ya to pay up. Are you busy right now?"
Greg looked around at his empty table. "Um, no, things are pretty slow, which is bad for business, but good for mankind I guess. What do you need?" He paused. "Not actual money right? Because..."
Nick quickly cut Greg off. "No! Jeez, I'm not a pimp. I just need a favor, a really big one. You CAN NOT tell anybody about this." Greg wasn't exactly known for being able to keep his mouth shut. He could be a bigger gossip then most of the women in the office.
Greg could see Nick was serious and adopted a sober attitude. "Sure, man, just tell me what I can do."
"I need you to run these two mouth swabs. I'm looking for a paternity match."
Greg had his back to Nick as he walked over to one of his machines. He didn't see Nick take a sample from his own mouth. Nick handed the swabs to Greg. Greg took the swabs from Nick. He had never seen Nick so secretive and somber.
"Um, I didn't know you were working on a...." Greg paused and stared, "Nick, what the hell kind of case are you working on?"
He put the swabs into one of his many machines and fired it up.
Nick spoke quietly, "It's not for a case...it's personal. I'll come back later for the results."
Greg's eyes widen as he took in the enormity of what Nick was implying. He shook his head in disbelief. It was all making sense now. The crew had joked for years about Nick's luck running out on him, but now he realized it had. Nick Stokes knocked some girl up. Greg was so tempted to tease Nick, but he valued their friendship, and his teeth too much.
"Wait a minute...do you think you're a father?" asked a shocked Greg.
"I don't know, man, but I want to be sure before the news gets around. That's why no one can know...especially not Grissom," stressed Nick. The tone in Nick's voice tempered Greg's desire to give him a hard time. Greg didn't know what he would do if he was in Nick's situation.
The door swung open and Sara Sidle overheard the last part as she walked in.
"Especially not Grissom what?" she asked innocently.
"Damn, Sara, don't you knock?!" Nick snapped. Great, here was another person that Nick really didn't want to find out about this. Nick liked Sara, but she could be so judgmental, and was never afraid to voice her opinion.
Sara was a little hurt at Nick's sharpness. "Who the hell does he think he is?" Sara thought to herself. She was about to bitch at him, but went for sarcasm instead.
"Oh, I'm sorry boys, did I interrupt your little no-girls-allowed-meeting?" Sara ribbed.
Instantly Nick was sorry he was so short with her. He tried to sound apologetic.
"Sara, it's not that...it's just...we were just talking...about Greg's hot weekend with this girl..."
Greg smacked Nick on the arm. Greg couldn't believe he would say something like that. Sara smirked, because she knew Greg had a thing for her.
She chuckled and said, "Fine, fine whatever...Greg, I need the blood sample results from the Carins case." Sara could tell that wasn't what was going on, but if Nick didn't want her to know something, there was nothing she could do about it. Still, she wished he would let her in. She always thought of her and Nick as good friends.
Greg grabbed a file from a file stacker. "Got 'em right here."
Greg handed Sara the folder and she studied it as she walked out. She almost ran into Warrick as he entered the lab.
Warrick looked at Nick. "Hey Nick, gotta minute? I need a second opinion on my car jacking. Meet me in Trace?"
Nick didn't want him to think anything was up, so he replied, "Sure, Warrick, be there in a second." Nick didn't know how he was going to go back to work after everything that had happened. All he could think about was holding that beautiful little girl and knowing that she was his.
Warrick left and Nick turned back to Greg.
"I'll be back in what....half-an-hour? And Greg, not a word to anyone, okay?"
"Yeah, man, no problem." Greg assured him. Greg liked to have his fun, but Nick's friendship meant a lot to him. They had just started really hanging out, and Greg wouldn't do anything to compromise that.
"Hey Greg, thanks for doing this." Greg just nodded.
Nick left the lab and walked down the hall towards the Trace lab.
