March
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Things seemed to settle down after that day. Grissom was out for a few days after Catherine insisted that if he didn't stay home she'd report his behavior. She also told him that he owed both Nick and I an apology for his behavior. She told me that she spelled out in no uncertain terms that I was no longer interested in him and that I was in love with Nick. Catherine chuckled as she explained the myriad of expressions that crossed Grissom's face during this exchange.
A part of me feels sorry for him. I mean, I did pretty much throw myself at him for three years. When he finally catches on, it truly is too late. Not that his behavior was in any way excusable. If he ever touches me like that again, I'll kick his ass. That is, if Nick doesn't beat me to it.
Well, he did apologize to me. I made sure that both Nick and Catherine were there. He apologized to Nick as well. Things were a little tense for a while, but they have settled down since then. It's been about six month since Nick and I went to California.
Six months. Wow. Time seems to have flown by. Neither of us has had time to take much time off since California. We did manage to squeeze in a few days around Christmas to fly to Texas so I could meet Nick's family. They are just as great as he is. Ok, not quite as great, but close. I immediately felt welcomed. I loved meeting his nieces and nephews. His sisters had to grill me, but in the end I think I won them over. I love his mom and dad. I can see why Nick is as genuine and charming as he is. I think we're going to go out and see them again sometime this summer.
We've been working a pretty intense case the last week or so. The whole team. I really hope we get a break soon because I sure could use a night off. Ok, so I really just want to spend some time with Nick alone outside of work. I think everyone has gotten used to us being a couple. Greg took it a bit hard, but I think he's recovered ever since a new lab tech named Kelsey started a couple of months ago. Greg falls all over himself when he's around her.
I let out a deep breath as I lean over the layout table looking at the shirt our last vic was wearing. I feel his breath next to my ear before I hear him whisper. "I love you, Sara."
I grin as I turn toward him, glancing at his eyes that make me melt. "I love you too, Nick." I give him a quick kiss before turning back to the task at hand.
"Anything?" Nick queries me.
I shake my head. "No. Nothing out of the ordinary. I think we may have hit a dead end, at least with this shirt." I straighten up and let out a yawn.
"Sara, why don't you take a break. You're tired." He smiles at me. I love that smile. Maybe it's because it belongs to Nick Stokes, and I love Nick Stokes.
I smile at him. "Nick, we're all tired. The sooner we catch this guy, the sooner we can all take a day off."
We've got what appears to be a serial on the lose. He's got a thing for teenage girls. He's raped and killed three in the last six weeks. The last one was still alive when she was discovered, but by the time paramedics got there, she had died. We needed a break and we needed it soon. I hated it when young girls were hurt. I took it personally. Nick knows that.
He smiled at me with that lopsided grin that I just can't say no to. "Ok, at least come have a cup of coffee with me."
I chuckled and set down the shirt. "Ok."
He took my hand and we walked to the break room together. He poured us both cups of coffee and we took a seat on the couch next to each other. I took a sip of my coffee and lay my head on his shoulder for a moment.
He reached over and put his hand on my knee. "Hey, after shift, I want to show you something."
I glanced up at him and smiled. "Why can't you show me now?"
He chuckled and gave my knee a squeeze. "Because it's not here, silly."
I smirked at him. "The name's Sara. Get it straight, Stokes."
He chuckled at me. This was a game we played. "Ok, Sara." He leaned down and kissed the top of my head.
We had been very careful about public displays of affection at work. Oh, nobody minded if we held hands or shared an occasional hug or quick kiss as long as we weren't at a crime scene. But we certainly weren't going to make a spectacle for anyone. We were professionals and we both loved our jobs. We had decided early on that our relationship and any issues associated with it needed to stay outside of work for the most part.
We finished our coffee and regretfully we headed back to our respective tasks. I was looking forward to the end of shift though. My curiosity about what Nick wanted to show me was killing me.
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Things seemed to settle down after that day. Grissom was out for a few days after Catherine insisted that if he didn't stay home she'd report his behavior. She also told him that he owed both Nick and I an apology for his behavior. She told me that she spelled out in no uncertain terms that I was no longer interested in him and that I was in love with Nick. Catherine chuckled as she explained the myriad of expressions that crossed Grissom's face during this exchange.
A part of me feels sorry for him. I mean, I did pretty much throw myself at him for three years. When he finally catches on, it truly is too late. Not that his behavior was in any way excusable. If he ever touches me like that again, I'll kick his ass. That is, if Nick doesn't beat me to it.
Well, he did apologize to me. I made sure that both Nick and Catherine were there. He apologized to Nick as well. Things were a little tense for a while, but they have settled down since then. It's been about six month since Nick and I went to California.
Six months. Wow. Time seems to have flown by. Neither of us has had time to take much time off since California. We did manage to squeeze in a few days around Christmas to fly to Texas so I could meet Nick's family. They are just as great as he is. Ok, not quite as great, but close. I immediately felt welcomed. I loved meeting his nieces and nephews. His sisters had to grill me, but in the end I think I won them over. I love his mom and dad. I can see why Nick is as genuine and charming as he is. I think we're going to go out and see them again sometime this summer.
We've been working a pretty intense case the last week or so. The whole team. I really hope we get a break soon because I sure could use a night off. Ok, so I really just want to spend some time with Nick alone outside of work. I think everyone has gotten used to us being a couple. Greg took it a bit hard, but I think he's recovered ever since a new lab tech named Kelsey started a couple of months ago. Greg falls all over himself when he's around her.
I let out a deep breath as I lean over the layout table looking at the shirt our last vic was wearing. I feel his breath next to my ear before I hear him whisper. "I love you, Sara."
I grin as I turn toward him, glancing at his eyes that make me melt. "I love you too, Nick." I give him a quick kiss before turning back to the task at hand.
"Anything?" Nick queries me.
I shake my head. "No. Nothing out of the ordinary. I think we may have hit a dead end, at least with this shirt." I straighten up and let out a yawn.
"Sara, why don't you take a break. You're tired." He smiles at me. I love that smile. Maybe it's because it belongs to Nick Stokes, and I love Nick Stokes.
I smile at him. "Nick, we're all tired. The sooner we catch this guy, the sooner we can all take a day off."
We've got what appears to be a serial on the lose. He's got a thing for teenage girls. He's raped and killed three in the last six weeks. The last one was still alive when she was discovered, but by the time paramedics got there, she had died. We needed a break and we needed it soon. I hated it when young girls were hurt. I took it personally. Nick knows that.
He smiled at me with that lopsided grin that I just can't say no to. "Ok, at least come have a cup of coffee with me."
I chuckled and set down the shirt. "Ok."
He took my hand and we walked to the break room together. He poured us both cups of coffee and we took a seat on the couch next to each other. I took a sip of my coffee and lay my head on his shoulder for a moment.
He reached over and put his hand on my knee. "Hey, after shift, I want to show you something."
I glanced up at him and smiled. "Why can't you show me now?"
He chuckled and gave my knee a squeeze. "Because it's not here, silly."
I smirked at him. "The name's Sara. Get it straight, Stokes."
He chuckled at me. This was a game we played. "Ok, Sara." He leaned down and kissed the top of my head.
We had been very careful about public displays of affection at work. Oh, nobody minded if we held hands or shared an occasional hug or quick kiss as long as we weren't at a crime scene. But we certainly weren't going to make a spectacle for anyone. We were professionals and we both loved our jobs. We had decided early on that our relationship and any issues associated with it needed to stay outside of work for the most part.
We finished our coffee and regretfully we headed back to our respective tasks. I was looking forward to the end of shift though. My curiosity about what Nick wanted to show me was killing me.
