Sara was glad she got to work solo that night. She didn't think she could handle being paired with anyone on the team. Nick had completely pissed her off. She felt like he'd been making fun of her. Although, if she was honest with herself, she knew that he'd been asleep when he'd said her name. That thought brought a smile to her lips. Could Nick really think of her in the same way she thought of him? She shook off the thought. Then there was Warrick. He was deriving far too much amusement from her discomfort. And how in the world could Catherine ask her if she was pregnant? When in the world would she have had time to meet someone let alone have sex? She's was always at the lab.

Sara finished up working her scene and packed up the evidence she had collected. She stowed it in her Tahoe and made her way back to the lab. After checking the evidence in, she headed to the break room for coffee. The room was thankfully deserted. She poured herself a cup of coffee and took a long sip. She was going to have to find some way to thank Greg for making sure they always had coffee. She didn't think that they day shift got the same courtesy.

"Hey, Sara." Greg greeted as he entered the break room. "I see you get to be the first beneficiary of my latest brew."

Sara smiled at him, "This is really good, Greg, thanks."

"Anything for you, Sara." Greg flashed her a grin. The lab tech had nursed a crush on her since he had first met her. He had given up on anything ever happening between them, but he enjoyed flirting with her, even if she didn't return the favor.

Sara finished her coffee and put the cup in the sink. She headed toward the locker room. As the door creaked open, she looked up to see Nick standing by his locker. He winced slightly as he saw her enter. She offered a greeting. "Hi."

He responded with a guarded tone, "Hi."

Sara thought that maybe she should talk to him. He hadn't done anything wrong and now he thought that she was pissed at him. She had been, but it wasn't his fault. "Uh, Nick?"

He glanced at her, "Yeah?"

"I'm sorry for biting your head off earlier." She ventured.

His expression was still guarded, "Thanks." Nick wasn't really sure what else to say. She'd heard him muttering her name in his sleep. And from Warrick's description, it sounded compromising. Much like Sara's sleep talking comments had yesterday. That thought brought a faint smile to his lips. Could Sara really have a thing for him?

Sara opened her locker and stowed her gear. She cast a sidelong glance at Nick. She took a deep breath, "Nick?"

Nick closed his locker and looked over at her, "Yeah?"

She closed her locker and rested her shoulder against it, "I know that you know."

Nick raised an eyebrow, "Uh, could you be a little more specific?"

A faint blush crept into her cheeks. "Yesterday. I know you heard me talking in my sleep."

Nick tried to restrain the smile forming on his lips. "Oh, that. I, uh, didn't really want you to know that I knew."

Sara raised an eyebrow at him, "Why?"

Nick looked at the floor and then raised his eyes to meet hers, "I didn't want you to be embarrassed."

"Oh." Sara replied, not sure of what to say.

Nick cleared his throat, "Sara, I'm sorry if I offended you earlier. I really was asleep." His face had a sheepish expression.

Sara looked apologetic, "I know. I'm sorry for thinking you were making fun of me."

"I wouldn't do that." Nick continued sincerely. Nick stepped toward Sara, a faint smile tugged at his lips. "So, uh, you were dreaming about me?"

Panic surged through Sara momentarily. She nodded. "Yeah." Her voice was barely a whisper.

Nick took another step closer to her, the smile on his face widening. "I had a dream about you too."

Pink tinged Sara's cheeks. "I know." She glanced at Nick's face and her eyes locked with his. He was standing in front of her now. She leaned her back against the locker. Her throat seemed to constrict.

Nick stepped closer, they were only inches apart. He still smiled. "Was your dream good?"

Sara managed to nod.

Nick raised an eyebrow and placed a hand on the locker behind her. "Mine was good too."

Sara's breathing became ragged at having Nick standing this close to her. Her heart was pounding in her chest. Fortunately, she didn't feel like throwing up. Sara nervously licked her lips. She glanced at Nick's. She looked back up at him and their eyes locked.

Nick was smiling. He reached up with his other hand and cupped the side of Sara's face, his thumb caressing her cheek while his other fingers slid into her hair.

Sara's eyes fluttered closed. Her hands remained fixed at her sides.

Nick leaned down and gently touched his lips to hers. He pulled back to search her face.

Sara's face reflected shock, but she quickly recovered. Her hands slid up his chest and cupped the back of his head, pulling him back down to kiss her again.

Nick wrapped an arm around her waist pulling her firmly against him. His lips tasted hers over and over.

Their lips seemed to part simultaneously and their tongues began a slow sensual dance. Small mewling sounds emitted from the pair, who were now oblivious to the rest of the world.

Neither of them noticed when the door to the locker room creaked open.

When they finally broke apart for air, they clung to each other, their chests heaving breathlessly, Warrick and Catherine made their presence known by clapping.

A grin spread across Nick's face and Sara's face seemed to mirror his. Nick whispered in her ear, "You want to go somewhere where we won't have an audience?"

"Mmhmm." Sara responded in his ear.