Hey Everyone!
Sorry it took so long to update - I just got caught up in other
things.SORRY
Anyway.
As always - I don't own them - they're just on loan
And keep on sending me reviews - I'm greedy and I need my feedback!
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Sarah and nick drove back to work in silence. They had just arrived at Sarah's apartment when the call from Catherine came, she grabbed a quick shower and they were immediately on their way back to the lab.
"I'm sorry you didn't have time to swing by your place" Sarah smiled at him from the passenger seat, shaking him out of his thoughts.
"It's ok, girls dig the smell of a sweaty man anyway" he gave her a lopsided grin
"Oh yeah? Who told you that?" She laughed
"Nah, I'm kidding. I have a fresh shirt in my locker at the lab. I'll change there"
"Yeah well, you'd better cause that whole 'girls love sweat thing'!? a total myth"
"Oh really?" he laughed
"yeah, it's just one of those thing we say to make men feel better about themselves - you know, like size doesn't count!?"
"Ok, that hurt!" he replied in mock hurt and the both started laughing.
It felt good to laugh like this, to know that they could still find things to laugh at even after all the horrible things that they saw daily in their line of work. Sarah found herself admiring that about her teammate, his ability to make people smile even at the most dire circumstances.
They both turned visibly more somber as they pulled into the CSI parking lot. Getting their game face on as Nick described it. It was time to go to work and find some bad guys - jokes could wait for later.
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SMASH CUT - JESSE'S APARTMENT
Warrick went inside to check the apartment while Jessie waited out in the hall - just to be safe. When he was sure the place was empty he allowed her in and watched from the door way as she dropped her jacket on the couch, rubbing her shoulders tiredly.
"The cops should be here soon, they'll be outside your door the whole time so you'll be safe here" he told here, even though she was there when they told them about the police protection and already knew that.
"You could come in you know. You don't have to stay in the doorway like some watch dog" she smiled at him and he chuckled, stepping into the apartment and closing the door behind him.
"Would you like some coffee or something?" she made her way to the kitchen "I could cook something if you'd like"
"Nah, I'm fine thanks. You should probably get some sleep. You've had a long day"
"I don't think I'll ever be able to sleep again" she whispered quietly, a part of her wished he wouldn't even hear it. She hated to sound so pathetic, so helpless. 8 years ago, after her family was killed - she swore to herself that she wouldn't become a victim, that she wouldn't let what happened control her life. At first she had to force herself to get out of bed every morning, force herself to believe that there was still a reason to get up and make it through the day. After a while it got easier, it never went away completely - but she'd be damned to act as if she was dead while still alive.
Warrick saw the look that crossed her face - it was the same look he saw at the police station this morning. The one that made him want to go over and simply hug her. He looked at her intently - she was so beautiful - he simply couldn't resist. He stepped closer and simply put his arms around her, letting her cling to him and wrap her arms around him in return.
He pulled away from her a little - searching in her eyes for a sign that she was ok. Suddenly he became very aware of the fact that they were standing so close to each other. They're face were just inches apart as they stood there - looking into each other's eyes, they're arms still around each other.
Warrick's mind pushed into high gear and he knew he had to brake the moment. Coughing uncomfortably he pulled away from her.
"I better get going" he mumbled, scratching his head
"Yeah" She nodded "it's probably best"
He took one last look at her and went to the door, planning on a quick exit before he could change his mind. He pulled on it, pushed it - and the door would not budge. So much for the quick and classy exit he sighed
Jessie came over, slipping under his arm that was leaning against the frame, and once again he was all too aware of the closeness of her body.
"It locks from the inside" she said quietly, looking at him instead of at the door, as she worked the lock and opened the door "You have to twist it."
She didn't get to finish the sentence as the battle between Warrick's mind and body finally ended and he leaned in - kissing her gently. A moment later he deepened the kiss, exploring her mouth with his tongue, pulling her closer against his body and slamming her against the wall. Her arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him closer and deeper as his arms started exploring her body.
The last this Warrick remembered before the heat of passion took over him and he could no longer summon a coherent thought was Jessie's leg slamming the front door shut behind them as he carried her over to the bedroom.
***
SMASH CUT - CSI LAB
"So Grego' what have you got for me?" Nick asked as he entered the trace lad, trying to sound as upbeat as humanly possible after 3 hours of sleep in almost 48 hours.
"Would you all get you patience hats back on?" the young technician said in irritation "people coming in here every 10 minutes, wanting to know what I have for them.there's only so much a man can do."
Nick checked Greg suspiciously
".even if he is a super human master genius like me!" Greg finished with a smirk and Nick smiled in return - that was more like the Greg they all knew and loved!
"So? Anything?" Nick insisted
"Actually, yes I do. The substance you found on the fabric is - drum role please - glitter"
"Glitter!?" Nick asked in shock "You mean like that sparkly stuff women wear?"
"Exactly. Only this isn't your everyday kind, this is professional material"
"Professional glitter!? Is there even such a thing?"
"I know" Greg said with a small smile "where has the world come to? Anyway, this is the kind of stuff dancers use, you know it's especially strong so it won't some off when they sweat and stuff"
Still looking over the page of results Greg handed him Nick thanked him absent mindedly and walked out of the trace lad and into the conference room where Grissom and Sarah were huddled over the table.
"Is there any chance our guy might be a girl?" Nick wondered out load
"Not according to the knife wounds on the Crawford kids" Grissom replied "why what have you got there?"
"Traces of glitter on the fabric, the professional kind - what ever that means" nick shrugged
Grissom and Sarah both pondered this latest information she Nick joined them at the table. The three of them sat there for a while going over the evidence in their head until Catherine walked in and Grissom quickly filled her in on their latest finding.
"We're in Vegas" it was Sarah's turn to shrug "a lot of show girls, maybe he just bumped into one of them or something. Could be totally unrelated"
"Polyester and professional glitter, man that brings back the days" Catherine said "if it was just the glitter I'd say it could be unrelated like you said - but that particular combination - maybe the guy is in the industry." She wondered
"Wait a minute" Grissom spoke up "We know the killer needs to be next to Jessie, right?"
"Yeah, he's obsessed. We got that" Nick said tiredly
"Didn't Jessie say she was working at some kind of club?"
"And Vegas clubs usually have dancers" Nick continued the trail of thoughts
"And creepy guys in polyester suits" Catherine volunteered
"I'll check it out" Nick declared quickly and left the lab in a hurry - finally they had a lead!
Anyway.
As always - I don't own them - they're just on loan
And keep on sending me reviews - I'm greedy and I need my feedback!
*******
Sarah and nick drove back to work in silence. They had just arrived at Sarah's apartment when the call from Catherine came, she grabbed a quick shower and they were immediately on their way back to the lab.
"I'm sorry you didn't have time to swing by your place" Sarah smiled at him from the passenger seat, shaking him out of his thoughts.
"It's ok, girls dig the smell of a sweaty man anyway" he gave her a lopsided grin
"Oh yeah? Who told you that?" She laughed
"Nah, I'm kidding. I have a fresh shirt in my locker at the lab. I'll change there"
"Yeah well, you'd better cause that whole 'girls love sweat thing'!? a total myth"
"Oh really?" he laughed
"yeah, it's just one of those thing we say to make men feel better about themselves - you know, like size doesn't count!?"
"Ok, that hurt!" he replied in mock hurt and the both started laughing.
It felt good to laugh like this, to know that they could still find things to laugh at even after all the horrible things that they saw daily in their line of work. Sarah found herself admiring that about her teammate, his ability to make people smile even at the most dire circumstances.
They both turned visibly more somber as they pulled into the CSI parking lot. Getting their game face on as Nick described it. It was time to go to work and find some bad guys - jokes could wait for later.
***
SMASH CUT - JESSE'S APARTMENT
Warrick went inside to check the apartment while Jessie waited out in the hall - just to be safe. When he was sure the place was empty he allowed her in and watched from the door way as she dropped her jacket on the couch, rubbing her shoulders tiredly.
"The cops should be here soon, they'll be outside your door the whole time so you'll be safe here" he told here, even though she was there when they told them about the police protection and already knew that.
"You could come in you know. You don't have to stay in the doorway like some watch dog" she smiled at him and he chuckled, stepping into the apartment and closing the door behind him.
"Would you like some coffee or something?" she made her way to the kitchen "I could cook something if you'd like"
"Nah, I'm fine thanks. You should probably get some sleep. You've had a long day"
"I don't think I'll ever be able to sleep again" she whispered quietly, a part of her wished he wouldn't even hear it. She hated to sound so pathetic, so helpless. 8 years ago, after her family was killed - she swore to herself that she wouldn't become a victim, that she wouldn't let what happened control her life. At first she had to force herself to get out of bed every morning, force herself to believe that there was still a reason to get up and make it through the day. After a while it got easier, it never went away completely - but she'd be damned to act as if she was dead while still alive.
Warrick saw the look that crossed her face - it was the same look he saw at the police station this morning. The one that made him want to go over and simply hug her. He looked at her intently - she was so beautiful - he simply couldn't resist. He stepped closer and simply put his arms around her, letting her cling to him and wrap her arms around him in return.
He pulled away from her a little - searching in her eyes for a sign that she was ok. Suddenly he became very aware of the fact that they were standing so close to each other. They're face were just inches apart as they stood there - looking into each other's eyes, they're arms still around each other.
Warrick's mind pushed into high gear and he knew he had to brake the moment. Coughing uncomfortably he pulled away from her.
"I better get going" he mumbled, scratching his head
"Yeah" She nodded "it's probably best"
He took one last look at her and went to the door, planning on a quick exit before he could change his mind. He pulled on it, pushed it - and the door would not budge. So much for the quick and classy exit he sighed
Jessie came over, slipping under his arm that was leaning against the frame, and once again he was all too aware of the closeness of her body.
"It locks from the inside" she said quietly, looking at him instead of at the door, as she worked the lock and opened the door "You have to twist it."
She didn't get to finish the sentence as the battle between Warrick's mind and body finally ended and he leaned in - kissing her gently. A moment later he deepened the kiss, exploring her mouth with his tongue, pulling her closer against his body and slamming her against the wall. Her arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him closer and deeper as his arms started exploring her body.
The last this Warrick remembered before the heat of passion took over him and he could no longer summon a coherent thought was Jessie's leg slamming the front door shut behind them as he carried her over to the bedroom.
***
SMASH CUT - CSI LAB
"So Grego' what have you got for me?" Nick asked as he entered the trace lad, trying to sound as upbeat as humanly possible after 3 hours of sleep in almost 48 hours.
"Would you all get you patience hats back on?" the young technician said in irritation "people coming in here every 10 minutes, wanting to know what I have for them.there's only so much a man can do."
Nick checked Greg suspiciously
".even if he is a super human master genius like me!" Greg finished with a smirk and Nick smiled in return - that was more like the Greg they all knew and loved!
"So? Anything?" Nick insisted
"Actually, yes I do. The substance you found on the fabric is - drum role please - glitter"
"Glitter!?" Nick asked in shock "You mean like that sparkly stuff women wear?"
"Exactly. Only this isn't your everyday kind, this is professional material"
"Professional glitter!? Is there even such a thing?"
"I know" Greg said with a small smile "where has the world come to? Anyway, this is the kind of stuff dancers use, you know it's especially strong so it won't some off when they sweat and stuff"
Still looking over the page of results Greg handed him Nick thanked him absent mindedly and walked out of the trace lad and into the conference room where Grissom and Sarah were huddled over the table.
"Is there any chance our guy might be a girl?" Nick wondered out load
"Not according to the knife wounds on the Crawford kids" Grissom replied "why what have you got there?"
"Traces of glitter on the fabric, the professional kind - what ever that means" nick shrugged
Grissom and Sarah both pondered this latest information she Nick joined them at the table. The three of them sat there for a while going over the evidence in their head until Catherine walked in and Grissom quickly filled her in on their latest finding.
"We're in Vegas" it was Sarah's turn to shrug "a lot of show girls, maybe he just bumped into one of them or something. Could be totally unrelated"
"Polyester and professional glitter, man that brings back the days" Catherine said "if it was just the glitter I'd say it could be unrelated like you said - but that particular combination - maybe the guy is in the industry." She wondered
"Wait a minute" Grissom spoke up "We know the killer needs to be next to Jessie, right?"
"Yeah, he's obsessed. We got that" Nick said tiredly
"Didn't Jessie say she was working at some kind of club?"
"And Vegas clubs usually have dancers" Nick continued the trail of thoughts
"And creepy guys in polyester suits" Catherine volunteered
"I'll check it out" Nick declared quickly and left the lab in a hurry - finally they had a lead!