"All I'm saying, Warrick, is that Dallas has a better offensive line than
the Rams do." Nick Stokes commented to Warrick Brown.
"Nah, anyone with a mind for sports can see that the Ram's offensive line is tighter than the Cowboys this year." Warrick bantered back.
Nick and Warrick bantered about football on a regular basis. Nick was a die hard Dallas Cowboys fan and Warrick was a fan of anyone playing the Cowboys. They made their way out of the locker room toward the break room in search of coffee before shift began. As they entered neither of them really paid much notice to Sara Sidle who had fallen asleep on the couch. It wasn't unusual to find her there. Sara maxxed out on overtime earlier in the month than most of them.
"Oh, looks like Greg is in, this coffee is fresh." Nick commented as he poured himself a cup.
"Nicky?" Sara muttered, her eyes still closed.
He glanced over at Sara, "Yeah, Sar?"
Sara giggled, "Nicky?"
Nick glanced at Warrick who wore an amused expression on his face. He looked back over at Sara, "Did you want something, Sara?"
Sara's voice took on a husky quality, "Nicky?"
Nick glanced at Warrick again who by this time was sipping his cup of coffee.
"I think she's asleep, but she's obviously thinking about you." Warrick quipped.
"She's gonna be pissed." Nick stated, unsure of whether or not he should wake Sara up.
Warrick chuckled, "Only if she knows we hear her talking in her sleep."
"Mmmm, Nicky." Sara continued hugging one of the couch cushions closely.
"Is there something going on between you two that I don't know about?" Warrick queried with a smirk.
Nick shot him a glare, "No." Nick glanced back over at Sara. He was feeling suddenly envious of the pillow she was hugging as she was saying his name.
Warrick chuckled, "Hmm, maybe there should be."
"You wake her up, I'm going to go get something I left in my locker." Nick left the break room, not wanting to embarrass Sara when she woke up.
Warrick raised his voice, "Hey, Sara, wake up!"
"Where's the fire?" Sara sat straight up looking disoriented.
Warrick chuckled, "No fire. You're talking in your sleep."
Sara glanced around the room, thankful that Nick wasn't there after she realized what she was dreaming, "Uh, yeah, I just, uh, Warrick, what did I say?" She leveled a gaze at him that said she'd kick his ass if he lied.
"Sounded like you were thinking about Nick." Warrick replied taking another sip of his coffee.
An expression of dread crossed her face, "What exactly did I say?"
Warrick chuckled, "Well it didn't sound like you were dreaming about him in a brotherly way."
Sara narrowed her gaze at him, "Were you the only one in here?"
Warrick glanced away for a split second, and before he could answer, Sara groaned, "He heard didn't he?"
Warrick met her gaze and just nodded.
"I'm gonna throw up. Excuse me." Sara stood up and walked out of the break room toward the locker room where she barely grabbed the wastebasket before throwing up. It was only then that she noticed Nick standing next to his locker watching her.
"You ok, Sara?" Nick had concern on his face.
She glared at him, "Does it look like I'm ok?"
"No, that's why I asked." He pulled a towel out of his locker and handed it to her.
She took it from him and wiped her mouth off, "Sorry."
"You don't need to apologize. Sara, if you're sick maybe you should go home." Nick suggested, concern still etched on his face.
"I'm fine." Sara replied a little too quickly.
Nick raised an eyebrow, "You just threw up."
"No wonder you're such a good CSI, Captain Obvious." Sara narrowed her gaze at Nick.
Nick raised his hands in surrender, a bit confused, "Hey, I'll see you in the break room for assignments." With that Nick closed his locker and quickly headed back to the break room.
Warrick was finishing the last of his coffee, "I woke Sara up."
Nick glared at Warrick, "Yeah, she just threw up and almost bit my head off for asking her if she was ok."
Warrick set his coffee cup down, "She knows you heard."
"Damn!" Nick exclaimed. No wonder she almost bit his head off. He wasn't sure what he was supposed to do. All he did was show up for work and now it was somehow his fault that Sara was upset with him.
"Nah, anyone with a mind for sports can see that the Ram's offensive line is tighter than the Cowboys this year." Warrick bantered back.
Nick and Warrick bantered about football on a regular basis. Nick was a die hard Dallas Cowboys fan and Warrick was a fan of anyone playing the Cowboys. They made their way out of the locker room toward the break room in search of coffee before shift began. As they entered neither of them really paid much notice to Sara Sidle who had fallen asleep on the couch. It wasn't unusual to find her there. Sara maxxed out on overtime earlier in the month than most of them.
"Oh, looks like Greg is in, this coffee is fresh." Nick commented as he poured himself a cup.
"Nicky?" Sara muttered, her eyes still closed.
He glanced over at Sara, "Yeah, Sar?"
Sara giggled, "Nicky?"
Nick glanced at Warrick who wore an amused expression on his face. He looked back over at Sara, "Did you want something, Sara?"
Sara's voice took on a husky quality, "Nicky?"
Nick glanced at Warrick again who by this time was sipping his cup of coffee.
"I think she's asleep, but she's obviously thinking about you." Warrick quipped.
"She's gonna be pissed." Nick stated, unsure of whether or not he should wake Sara up.
Warrick chuckled, "Only if she knows we hear her talking in her sleep."
"Mmmm, Nicky." Sara continued hugging one of the couch cushions closely.
"Is there something going on between you two that I don't know about?" Warrick queried with a smirk.
Nick shot him a glare, "No." Nick glanced back over at Sara. He was feeling suddenly envious of the pillow she was hugging as she was saying his name.
Warrick chuckled, "Hmm, maybe there should be."
"You wake her up, I'm going to go get something I left in my locker." Nick left the break room, not wanting to embarrass Sara when she woke up.
Warrick raised his voice, "Hey, Sara, wake up!"
"Where's the fire?" Sara sat straight up looking disoriented.
Warrick chuckled, "No fire. You're talking in your sleep."
Sara glanced around the room, thankful that Nick wasn't there after she realized what she was dreaming, "Uh, yeah, I just, uh, Warrick, what did I say?" She leveled a gaze at him that said she'd kick his ass if he lied.
"Sounded like you were thinking about Nick." Warrick replied taking another sip of his coffee.
An expression of dread crossed her face, "What exactly did I say?"
Warrick chuckled, "Well it didn't sound like you were dreaming about him in a brotherly way."
Sara narrowed her gaze at him, "Were you the only one in here?"
Warrick glanced away for a split second, and before he could answer, Sara groaned, "He heard didn't he?"
Warrick met her gaze and just nodded.
"I'm gonna throw up. Excuse me." Sara stood up and walked out of the break room toward the locker room where she barely grabbed the wastebasket before throwing up. It was only then that she noticed Nick standing next to his locker watching her.
"You ok, Sara?" Nick had concern on his face.
She glared at him, "Does it look like I'm ok?"
"No, that's why I asked." He pulled a towel out of his locker and handed it to her.
She took it from him and wiped her mouth off, "Sorry."
"You don't need to apologize. Sara, if you're sick maybe you should go home." Nick suggested, concern still etched on his face.
"I'm fine." Sara replied a little too quickly.
Nick raised an eyebrow, "You just threw up."
"No wonder you're such a good CSI, Captain Obvious." Sara narrowed her gaze at Nick.
Nick raised his hands in surrender, a bit confused, "Hey, I'll see you in the break room for assignments." With that Nick closed his locker and quickly headed back to the break room.
Warrick was finishing the last of his coffee, "I woke Sara up."
Nick glared at Warrick, "Yeah, she just threw up and almost bit my head off for asking her if she was ok."
Warrick set his coffee cup down, "She knows you heard."
"Damn!" Nick exclaimed. No wonder she almost bit his head off. He wasn't sure what he was supposed to do. All he did was show up for work and now it was somehow his fault that Sara was upset with him.