Warrick looked over at Nick, "No offense, man, but before you freak Sara out anymore, I'm gonna go talk to her."

Nick nodded and chuckled, "No offense taken. I am a patient man. She's just in denial." A grin spread across his face.

Warrick laughed, "You mean just like you were earlier today?"

Nick nodded still grinning, "Yes, but when I'm wrong, I admit it."

Warrick rolled his eyes, "I'll be back in a while, try and stay out of trouble." Warrick grabbed his towel and made his way down to the water. He saw Sara sitting by the shoreline. As he sat down beside her, she turned to look at him, "You doing ok, Sara?"

She hugged her knees and nodded, "Yeah, I'm fine, Warrick, just a little confused."

"About Nick?" Warrick queried with a chuckle.

Sara looked somewhat embarrassed and tried to restrain a smile.

Warrick nudged her with his arm, "Hey, I know you like him."

She looked away trying to hide her smile and the tinge of color creeping into her cheeks.

"Admit it, Sara. You have a thing for Nick." Warrick continued.

She finally turned toward Warrick smiling, "Ok. Fine. I admit it. Happy?"

Warrick chuckled, "So what are you so confused about then?"

Sara let out a deep breath and looked out at the water, "We're friends. We work together. I don't think he really sees me that way."

Warrick's brows shot up, "You don't think he sees you that way?"

Sara glanced over, "Yeah. Nick can have any girl he wants, and always seems to be dating someone new. Why would I be any different?"

Warrick chuckled, "Girl, you really listen to Greg too much."

Sara looked at Warrick quizzically, "What's that supposed to mean?"

A serious expression crossed Warrick's face, "Nick hasn't dated anyone in months, contrary to what Sanders would like to believe about his hero."

Sara looked surprised, "He hasn't? Why?"

Warrick chuckled, "Because he's got you on the brain, Sidle."

Sara blushed. She turned toward Warrick, "Why are you so sure?"

Warrick arched his eyebrows, "Sara, he's my friend, trust me, I have it on good authority that he's got a thing for you."

You could almost see Sara's analytical mind working, "Did he tell you that?"

Warrick chuckled, "Before you try and talk me in circles, I know he kissed you this afternoon, and I know that he thinks you couldn't kiss him like that unless you meant it."

"You better call Grissom because he's going to have a crime scene to investigate when I get done with Nick." Sara fumed, her cheeks an embarrassed shade of red.

"It's outside his jurisdiction," Warrick teased.

Sara chuckled, "Ok, so I won't kill him, but I can't believe he told you that."

"Why don't you go talk to him?" Warrick suggested.

"Not yet." Sara replied trying to suppress a smile.

"But you will." Warrick nudged her shoulder with his.

Sara laughed, "Ok, I'll talk to him, just not right now. Right now, I'm going swimming." She got up and dived into the water.

Warrick stood up and joined her in the water.

Sara and Warrick swam for a while and then the sun started to set. They headed toward shore and walked back to the campsite. Nick had cleaned up the remnants from dinner and from the sounds emanating from his tent, they guessed that he had fallen asleep.

Sara chuckled at the sound and turned to Warrick, "I'm going to sleep, I'll see you in the morning along with noisy over there." She gesture toward Nick's tent.

Warrick chuckled. "Night, Sara." He called out as he entered his own tent.