Nick didn't get much sleep. He had hoped to talk to Sara right after
shift, but then she'd thrown up again. He was worried about her. After a
sufficient amount of tossing and turning, he gave up trying. He got up,
showered, and headed in to work a full three hours early. He figured he'd
work at clearing some of the paperwork off his workload. He had been
working on it at the break room table for about an hour when his fatigue
finally hit full force. He fell asleep, his cheek resting on one of the
forms yet to be filled out.
Sara was always early to work. She was curious when she noticed Nick's Tahoe parked in the lot when she arrived. He usually wasn't one to be there quite that early. She stowed her gear in her locker and ran into Warrick on her way to the break room to find coffee.
Warrick looked at her and raised a curious eyebrow, "Did you talk to him yet?"
She shook her head somewhat embarrassed, "No, but I did manage to throw up in front of him again and then get the inquisition from Catherine. She actually asked me if I was pregnant!"
Warrick chuckled.
They entered the break room and noticed Nick fast asleep with his head on the table. Warrick and Sara exchanged an amused glance. Sara headed for the coffee machine, "Hey, I think it's fresh." She poured herself a cup of coffee.
Warrick reached for a cup and poured himself some coffee, "Does Sanders ever go home?"
Sara chuckled, "He's probably here as much as I am."
"Sara." Nick mumbled.
Sara's stomach quivered, "Yeah, Nick?"
Nick didn't open his eyes, but a smile crossed his face, "Mmmm, Sara."
Warrick gave Sara an amused look.
"Nick, are you awake?" Sara queried softly glancing over at Warrick.
"That feels nice, Sara." Nick mumbled, still sound asleep.
Warrick chuckled.
Sara glared at Warrick. She looked over at Nick and said loudly, "Nick, this isn't funny."
Nick startled awake and lifted his head looking disoriented. He noticed Warrick standing there with an amused expression on his face. His mind registered that Sara stood there with a less than please expression on her face. He finally managed, "What?"
"I said that wasn't funny." Sara looked completely pissed off.
Nick looked confused, "What isn't funny?"
"Cut the crap, Stokes." Sara fumed.
"Sara, I don't know what you're talking about." Nick was still trying to wake up.
She rolled her eyes and stormed out of the break room.
Warrick chuckled.
Nick glared at him, "What the hell just happened here?"
Warrick took a sip of his coffee, "You talk in your sleep."
Nick raised both of his eyebrows, "And just exactly what did I say that pissed Sara off?"
"Her name." Warrick replied still chuckling. "Oh, and something about it feeling nice."
"Crap!" Nick exclaimed. A look of bewilderment crossed his face, "I can't win here. She's pissed at me, and I haven't done anything."
"You could talk to her." Warrick offered, still trying to contain his amusement.
Nick glared at him.
"Or you could keep having dreams about each other in the break room. I'm finding it highly entertaining." Warrick quipped. He took another sip of his coffee.
Nick let out a deep yawn and then ran his fingers through his hair. "Fine, I'll try and talk to her after shift."
Sara was always early to work. She was curious when she noticed Nick's Tahoe parked in the lot when she arrived. He usually wasn't one to be there quite that early. She stowed her gear in her locker and ran into Warrick on her way to the break room to find coffee.
Warrick looked at her and raised a curious eyebrow, "Did you talk to him yet?"
She shook her head somewhat embarrassed, "No, but I did manage to throw up in front of him again and then get the inquisition from Catherine. She actually asked me if I was pregnant!"
Warrick chuckled.
They entered the break room and noticed Nick fast asleep with his head on the table. Warrick and Sara exchanged an amused glance. Sara headed for the coffee machine, "Hey, I think it's fresh." She poured herself a cup of coffee.
Warrick reached for a cup and poured himself some coffee, "Does Sanders ever go home?"
Sara chuckled, "He's probably here as much as I am."
"Sara." Nick mumbled.
Sara's stomach quivered, "Yeah, Nick?"
Nick didn't open his eyes, but a smile crossed his face, "Mmmm, Sara."
Warrick gave Sara an amused look.
"Nick, are you awake?" Sara queried softly glancing over at Warrick.
"That feels nice, Sara." Nick mumbled, still sound asleep.
Warrick chuckled.
Sara glared at Warrick. She looked over at Nick and said loudly, "Nick, this isn't funny."
Nick startled awake and lifted his head looking disoriented. He noticed Warrick standing there with an amused expression on his face. His mind registered that Sara stood there with a less than please expression on her face. He finally managed, "What?"
"I said that wasn't funny." Sara looked completely pissed off.
Nick looked confused, "What isn't funny?"
"Cut the crap, Stokes." Sara fumed.
"Sara, I don't know what you're talking about." Nick was still trying to wake up.
She rolled her eyes and stormed out of the break room.
Warrick chuckled.
Nick glared at him, "What the hell just happened here?"
Warrick took a sip of his coffee, "You talk in your sleep."
Nick raised both of his eyebrows, "And just exactly what did I say that pissed Sara off?"
"Her name." Warrick replied still chuckling. "Oh, and something about it feeling nice."
"Crap!" Nick exclaimed. A look of bewilderment crossed his face, "I can't win here. She's pissed at me, and I haven't done anything."
"You could talk to her." Warrick offered, still trying to contain his amusement.
Nick glared at him.
"Or you could keep having dreams about each other in the break room. I'm finding it highly entertaining." Warrick quipped. He took another sip of his coffee.
Nick let out a deep yawn and then ran his fingers through his hair. "Fine, I'll try and talk to her after shift."