Warrick sat at the break room table sipping a cup of coffee when Nick and
Sara walked in. Their clothes were stiffly plastered to their bodies and
caked with mud. Sara still wore Nick's windbreaker with the name 'Stokes'
printed on the front in small lettering. Warrick chuckled as he took in
their appearance. "Looks like one hell of a crime scene."
Nick raised an amused eyebrow. "Yeah, the sky opened up on us and dumped a months worth of rain in about fifteen minutes."
Sara reached for a cup and poured herself some coffee. "It's a good thing we were almost done processing the scene."
Warrick raised an eyebrow. "So how'd you get so muddy?"
Nick chuckled.
Sara shot him an amused glance.
Nick set his coffee cup down. "The Tahoe picked up a nail on the way out there, so by the time we made a run for it to get out of the rain, it was completely flat."
Warrick shook his head. "You know, you could have waited for the rain to stop."
Sara chuckled. "We did." The mental picture she was entertaining made her break into laughter.
Nick rolled his eyes at Sara. "Ms. Sidle here thought she'd be real helpful and helped me right off balance onto my back into the mud."
Between fits of laughter Sara tried to speak. "You couldn't get the tire off, Nick. I was merely trying to help."
A picture of Laurel and Hardy proportions was forming in Warrick's mind. "Too bad you didn't have a video camera." He started to laugh.
Nick and Sara exchanged a glance and then burst into laughter. They were both glad there was no video camera. Not only because of the kiss they had shared in the Tahoe, but because when Nick had fallen off balance into the mud he had pulled Sara with him and they had ended up sharing another deep kiss before they got up out of the mud and finished changing the tire.
Sara finished her coffee and set her cup down. "I'm going to go change my clothes. I'll see you guys later."
Nick chuckled and whispered loudly. "Uh, Sara, you've got a little mud in your hair. You might want to take a shower."
Sara looked at Nick from head to toe with an amused expression. "Well you don't look much better, Stokes." She started laughing again as she headed out of the break room.
Warrick chuckled. "She's got you there, man."
Nick just grinned and finished his cup of coffee.
Just as he set the cup down, Grissom walked into the break room and gave Nick a curious stare. "Didn't you have a db out in the desert with Sara?"
Nick chuckled and nodded. "Yeah. It rained. The Tahoe got a flat. Sara helped me change it right into a mud puddle."
Grissom looked amused. "Well, you're still dripping." He pointed to the small puddle forming under Nick.
Nick tried to swallow his grin. "I'm gonna go take a shower. I'll see you guys later."
He headed to the locker room to grab a change of clothes out of his locker before heading off to take a shower.
Catherine tried to hide her amusement as Nick entered the locker room. "Tough case?"
Nick chuckled. "The case was straight forward. It was the weather that sucked."
Catherine chuckled. "Yeah, Sara told me you guys got a flat tire. No offense, Nicky, but I'm glad I didn't get stuck with you tonight. This shirt is dry clean only." She fingered the collar on her designer blouse.
Nick chuckled. "None taken."
Catherine stopped in her tracks and raised an curious eyebrow as she studied Nick for a moment. Then a knowing grin crossed her face and she began to chuckle. "You know, Nick, there are better ways to get Sara to kiss you than to get a flat tire."
Nick raised an eyebrow in protest. "I don't know what you're talking about, Catherine Willows." Nick tried to suppress a grin.
Catherine chuckled at him and shook her head. "It's the lipstick that gave you away." She whispered conspiratorially at him. "Don't worry, your secret's safe with me." Catherine turned and headed out of the locker room chuckling to herself.
Nick stood there in front of his locker with a grin etched on his face. He reached in to pull out a change of clothes when Sara returned from taking a shower. She chuckled as she took in his appearance.
Nick glanced over at her and smiled. "You clean up good, Sidle."
She smiled at him in return. "The jury's still out on you, Nick."
Nick raised an eyebrow at her and touched his lip as he leaned toward her conspiratorially. "I think the secret is out of the bag."
Sara noticed the lipstick and her eyebrows shot up. "Who?"
Nick wiped at the lipstick. "Catherine."
Nick raised an amused eyebrow. "Yeah, the sky opened up on us and dumped a months worth of rain in about fifteen minutes."
Sara reached for a cup and poured herself some coffee. "It's a good thing we were almost done processing the scene."
Warrick raised an eyebrow. "So how'd you get so muddy?"
Nick chuckled.
Sara shot him an amused glance.
Nick set his coffee cup down. "The Tahoe picked up a nail on the way out there, so by the time we made a run for it to get out of the rain, it was completely flat."
Warrick shook his head. "You know, you could have waited for the rain to stop."
Sara chuckled. "We did." The mental picture she was entertaining made her break into laughter.
Nick rolled his eyes at Sara. "Ms. Sidle here thought she'd be real helpful and helped me right off balance onto my back into the mud."
Between fits of laughter Sara tried to speak. "You couldn't get the tire off, Nick. I was merely trying to help."
A picture of Laurel and Hardy proportions was forming in Warrick's mind. "Too bad you didn't have a video camera." He started to laugh.
Nick and Sara exchanged a glance and then burst into laughter. They were both glad there was no video camera. Not only because of the kiss they had shared in the Tahoe, but because when Nick had fallen off balance into the mud he had pulled Sara with him and they had ended up sharing another deep kiss before they got up out of the mud and finished changing the tire.
Sara finished her coffee and set her cup down. "I'm going to go change my clothes. I'll see you guys later."
Nick chuckled and whispered loudly. "Uh, Sara, you've got a little mud in your hair. You might want to take a shower."
Sara looked at Nick from head to toe with an amused expression. "Well you don't look much better, Stokes." She started laughing again as she headed out of the break room.
Warrick chuckled. "She's got you there, man."
Nick just grinned and finished his cup of coffee.
Just as he set the cup down, Grissom walked into the break room and gave Nick a curious stare. "Didn't you have a db out in the desert with Sara?"
Nick chuckled and nodded. "Yeah. It rained. The Tahoe got a flat. Sara helped me change it right into a mud puddle."
Grissom looked amused. "Well, you're still dripping." He pointed to the small puddle forming under Nick.
Nick tried to swallow his grin. "I'm gonna go take a shower. I'll see you guys later."
He headed to the locker room to grab a change of clothes out of his locker before heading off to take a shower.
Catherine tried to hide her amusement as Nick entered the locker room. "Tough case?"
Nick chuckled. "The case was straight forward. It was the weather that sucked."
Catherine chuckled. "Yeah, Sara told me you guys got a flat tire. No offense, Nicky, but I'm glad I didn't get stuck with you tonight. This shirt is dry clean only." She fingered the collar on her designer blouse.
Nick chuckled. "None taken."
Catherine stopped in her tracks and raised an curious eyebrow as she studied Nick for a moment. Then a knowing grin crossed her face and she began to chuckle. "You know, Nick, there are better ways to get Sara to kiss you than to get a flat tire."
Nick raised an eyebrow in protest. "I don't know what you're talking about, Catherine Willows." Nick tried to suppress a grin.
Catherine chuckled at him and shook her head. "It's the lipstick that gave you away." She whispered conspiratorially at him. "Don't worry, your secret's safe with me." Catherine turned and headed out of the locker room chuckling to herself.
Nick stood there in front of his locker with a grin etched on his face. He reached in to pull out a change of clothes when Sara returned from taking a shower. She chuckled as she took in his appearance.
Nick glanced over at her and smiled. "You clean up good, Sidle."
She smiled at him in return. "The jury's still out on you, Nick."
Nick raised an eyebrow at her and touched his lip as he leaned toward her conspiratorially. "I think the secret is out of the bag."
Sara noticed the lipstick and her eyebrows shot up. "Who?"
Nick wiped at the lipstick. "Catherine."