Greg was working on the last of Nick's thirty-seven samples when Warrick
sauntered in looking very smug.
Greg glanced up and raised a curious eyebrow. "You're looking a little too
happy."
Warrick grinned. "Since I'm pretty sure I'll be collecting on this bet pretty soon, I have a very good reason to be happy."
Greg stopped what he was doing and looked at Warrick. "You have new information."
Warrick whispered conspiratorially. "I went hot tubbing with Nick and Sara after shift."
Greg wrinkled his brow. "And?"
"Nothing yet, but it's just a matter of time before she makes a move." Warrick looked sure of himself.
Greg just shook his head and smiled. "I have faith in my man Nick. He's gonna make the first move."
Warrick chuckled. "Well at least we agree on one thing. It's only a matter of time before one of them does something."
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Nick was tired. He had fully intended to go to sleep fairly early so he'd be well rested by the next shift. However, he was distracted by Sara. He had come so close to kissing her twice and by the time both she and Warrick had left, he couldn't sleep. He had just lain awake staring at the ceiling thinking about her. He wondered if she had any idea what she had done to him when she'd pulled her jeans and T-shirt off in front of him to reveal her swimsuit. He was sure that in her mind it was ok since she knew she had her swim suit on. In his mind though, she might as well of had nothing on for what it did to him.
He needed coffee and he needed it soon. He made his way into the break room and nodded towards Warrick who was seated at the table already drinking a cup of coffee.
Warrick raised an eyebrow slightly. "Nick, you look terrible."
Nick glanced over and yawned. "Thanks."
"Didn't you get any sleep?" Warrick knew that Sara had left when he did.
Nick rolled his neck to try and work out some of the tension. "Not really. I guess this case is just on my mind."
Warrick didn't really believe him, but he didn't let on. "I think Sanders is almost done with your samples. I had to check on something else down there earlier."
Nick poured himself some coffee and leaned against the counter, taking a sip.
Catherine walked in and took in Nick's appearance. "Nick, you look like hell."
Nick glanced at her and yawned. "Thanks, Catherine. I didn't get a lot of sleep."
Catherine raised an eyebrow curiously. "Is Sara still staying at your house?"
A hint of color rushed into Nick's cheeks. He shook his head. "No, she went home. In fact I think she was planning on coming in tonight."
Catherine noticed the change in the color of Nick's complexion, but didn't comment on it. "Ok, she can help you with your case." Catherine poured herself a cup of coffee and joined Warrick at the table.
Sara walked in a few moments later looking very cheerful. "Hey, guys. How's everyone doing?" She walked over to get herself a cup of coffee and noticed how tired Nick looked. "Didn't you get any sleep?" She looked somewhat amused.
Nick shook his head and took another sip of his coffee. "Not really."
A faint grin spread across Sara's face. "Sounds like somebody needs to turn in a little earlier."
Nick raised an amused eyebrow as he glanced over at Warrick and then back to Sara. "Well, I seem to recall having company for a while."
Sara smiled. "Warrick and I both left around 10:00." She glanced at his cup of coffee, an amused smile etched on her face. "Maybe you should cut down on the coffee." She grinned at him as she whispered loudly. "Seems to have worked for me."
Nick rolled his eyes slightly.
Catherine glanced over at Warrick amused. She cleared her throat. "Sara, glad to see you're in a better mood than the last time I saw you."
Sara just leaned against the counter and smiled. "Bring on the death and destruction; I'm ready for a crime scene." She took a sip from her coffee.
"Good, you're helping Nick with his case. The Sheriff would like to see a little progress on this since some of the details hit the paper. I think Greg is almost done with the samples so he should have something for you soon." Catherine turned toward Warrick. "You have a DB in the access area behind the Bellagio. I have to go meet Vega on something and then I'll join you. I've already given the day shifters that are filling in their assignments."
With that, the crew went off to their respective assignments. Nick and Sara headed down to the DNA lab to see if Greg was done processing the samples.
Greg looked up as they entered. "I was just going to page you."
Nick looked at Greg curiously. "And?"
"You know how I like to make a presentation." Greg smiled.
Sara raised an eyebrow. "Greg."
Greg's eyebrows shot up and he back away slightly. "Uh, you did get some sleep didn't you?"
Nick couldn't help but laugh.
Sara looked over at him and shot him a bemused grin.
"Don't worry, Greg, Hurricane Sara here got some sleep." Nick dodged Sara's hand as she turned to swat him. He raised his eyebrows. "Hey, I'm not the one who came up with the name, besides I kind of like Princess Sleepy better." He dodged another attempt that Sara made to swat him.
A bit of color infused Sara's cheeks and she turned her attention back to Greg. "Yes, I got some sleep. What are the results?"
Nick tried to restrain a laugh as Greg continued. Sara occasionally glanced back at him and tried to swat at him.
Greg looked slightly amused at the antics between Nick and Sara. "Well, I processed each and every one of your thirty-seven samples. Human, which you knew. I then compared the DNA profiles against each one. No easy task. Anyway, you have twenty-five distinct profiles in your samples. From those that match, maybe two or three are a match to each other."
Nick and Sara looked at Greg with disbelief. Nick managed to stutter out. "You've got to be kidding."
"DNA doesn't lie." Greg concluded seriously.
Sara cursed under her breath.
Nick glanced at her. "Yeah, me too." He looked over at Greg. "Thanks, Sanders. I need to go call Brass."
"I'll meet you in the layout room." Sara called after Nick who had rushed out of the lab. She turned toward Greg who had a look of apprehension on her face. "Hey, Greggo, I'm sorry for treating you the way I treated you the other day. I was a little sleep deprived and I don't think I was a very nice person."
Greg had a hint of a smile on his face. "No offense, Sara, you were more than a little sleep deprived. But apology accepted."
"Gotta go catch up with Nick." Sara turned and walked out of the lab with a smile on her face.
Greg had a smug look on his face. He was pretty sure he was going to win the bet he had going with Warrick.
Nick and Sara took over one of the layout rooms and tried to piece together possible scenarios while they waited to see if CODIS offered them any clues as to the identity of the DNA donors. A few hours later, they got a couple of hits and they passed the information onto Brass.
A short time later, Nick's cell phone rang. "Stokes." A myriad of expression crossed his face. "You've got to be kidding. Ok. Yeah, Sara and I will meet you there." He glanced over at her as he hung up. "Brass says that the people CODIS spit out are alive and well, they just happen to be missing a leg or an arm."
Sara looked flummoxed. "Amputees?"
"Apparently so. Looks like maybe someone was disposing of medical waste inappropriately. We're meeting Brass over at the Veteran's Hospital." He got up and headed toward the parking lot to his Tahoe with Sara. She grinned as she walked beside him to the SUV. There was just something about Nick Stokes that she was finding increasingly irresistible.
Warrick grinned. "Since I'm pretty sure I'll be collecting on this bet pretty soon, I have a very good reason to be happy."
Greg stopped what he was doing and looked at Warrick. "You have new information."
Warrick whispered conspiratorially. "I went hot tubbing with Nick and Sara after shift."
Greg wrinkled his brow. "And?"
"Nothing yet, but it's just a matter of time before she makes a move." Warrick looked sure of himself.
Greg just shook his head and smiled. "I have faith in my man Nick. He's gonna make the first move."
Warrick chuckled. "Well at least we agree on one thing. It's only a matter of time before one of them does something."
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Nick was tired. He had fully intended to go to sleep fairly early so he'd be well rested by the next shift. However, he was distracted by Sara. He had come so close to kissing her twice and by the time both she and Warrick had left, he couldn't sleep. He had just lain awake staring at the ceiling thinking about her. He wondered if she had any idea what she had done to him when she'd pulled her jeans and T-shirt off in front of him to reveal her swimsuit. He was sure that in her mind it was ok since she knew she had her swim suit on. In his mind though, she might as well of had nothing on for what it did to him.
He needed coffee and he needed it soon. He made his way into the break room and nodded towards Warrick who was seated at the table already drinking a cup of coffee.
Warrick raised an eyebrow slightly. "Nick, you look terrible."
Nick glanced over and yawned. "Thanks."
"Didn't you get any sleep?" Warrick knew that Sara had left when he did.
Nick rolled his neck to try and work out some of the tension. "Not really. I guess this case is just on my mind."
Warrick didn't really believe him, but he didn't let on. "I think Sanders is almost done with your samples. I had to check on something else down there earlier."
Nick poured himself some coffee and leaned against the counter, taking a sip.
Catherine walked in and took in Nick's appearance. "Nick, you look like hell."
Nick glanced at her and yawned. "Thanks, Catherine. I didn't get a lot of sleep."
Catherine raised an eyebrow curiously. "Is Sara still staying at your house?"
A hint of color rushed into Nick's cheeks. He shook his head. "No, she went home. In fact I think she was planning on coming in tonight."
Catherine noticed the change in the color of Nick's complexion, but didn't comment on it. "Ok, she can help you with your case." Catherine poured herself a cup of coffee and joined Warrick at the table.
Sara walked in a few moments later looking very cheerful. "Hey, guys. How's everyone doing?" She walked over to get herself a cup of coffee and noticed how tired Nick looked. "Didn't you get any sleep?" She looked somewhat amused.
Nick shook his head and took another sip of his coffee. "Not really."
A faint grin spread across Sara's face. "Sounds like somebody needs to turn in a little earlier."
Nick raised an amused eyebrow as he glanced over at Warrick and then back to Sara. "Well, I seem to recall having company for a while."
Sara smiled. "Warrick and I both left around 10:00." She glanced at his cup of coffee, an amused smile etched on her face. "Maybe you should cut down on the coffee." She grinned at him as she whispered loudly. "Seems to have worked for me."
Nick rolled his eyes slightly.
Catherine glanced over at Warrick amused. She cleared her throat. "Sara, glad to see you're in a better mood than the last time I saw you."
Sara just leaned against the counter and smiled. "Bring on the death and destruction; I'm ready for a crime scene." She took a sip from her coffee.
"Good, you're helping Nick with his case. The Sheriff would like to see a little progress on this since some of the details hit the paper. I think Greg is almost done with the samples so he should have something for you soon." Catherine turned toward Warrick. "You have a DB in the access area behind the Bellagio. I have to go meet Vega on something and then I'll join you. I've already given the day shifters that are filling in their assignments."
With that, the crew went off to their respective assignments. Nick and Sara headed down to the DNA lab to see if Greg was done processing the samples.
Greg looked up as they entered. "I was just going to page you."
Nick looked at Greg curiously. "And?"
"You know how I like to make a presentation." Greg smiled.
Sara raised an eyebrow. "Greg."
Greg's eyebrows shot up and he back away slightly. "Uh, you did get some sleep didn't you?"
Nick couldn't help but laugh.
Sara looked over at him and shot him a bemused grin.
"Don't worry, Greg, Hurricane Sara here got some sleep." Nick dodged Sara's hand as she turned to swat him. He raised his eyebrows. "Hey, I'm not the one who came up with the name, besides I kind of like Princess Sleepy better." He dodged another attempt that Sara made to swat him.
A bit of color infused Sara's cheeks and she turned her attention back to Greg. "Yes, I got some sleep. What are the results?"
Nick tried to restrain a laugh as Greg continued. Sara occasionally glanced back at him and tried to swat at him.
Greg looked slightly amused at the antics between Nick and Sara. "Well, I processed each and every one of your thirty-seven samples. Human, which you knew. I then compared the DNA profiles against each one. No easy task. Anyway, you have twenty-five distinct profiles in your samples. From those that match, maybe two or three are a match to each other."
Nick and Sara looked at Greg with disbelief. Nick managed to stutter out. "You've got to be kidding."
"DNA doesn't lie." Greg concluded seriously.
Sara cursed under her breath.
Nick glanced at her. "Yeah, me too." He looked over at Greg. "Thanks, Sanders. I need to go call Brass."
"I'll meet you in the layout room." Sara called after Nick who had rushed out of the lab. She turned toward Greg who had a look of apprehension on her face. "Hey, Greggo, I'm sorry for treating you the way I treated you the other day. I was a little sleep deprived and I don't think I was a very nice person."
Greg had a hint of a smile on his face. "No offense, Sara, you were more than a little sleep deprived. But apology accepted."
"Gotta go catch up with Nick." Sara turned and walked out of the lab with a smile on her face.
Greg had a smug look on his face. He was pretty sure he was going to win the bet he had going with Warrick.
Nick and Sara took over one of the layout rooms and tried to piece together possible scenarios while they waited to see if CODIS offered them any clues as to the identity of the DNA donors. A few hours later, they got a couple of hits and they passed the information onto Brass.
A short time later, Nick's cell phone rang. "Stokes." A myriad of expression crossed his face. "You've got to be kidding. Ok. Yeah, Sara and I will meet you there." He glanced over at her as he hung up. "Brass says that the people CODIS spit out are alive and well, they just happen to be missing a leg or an arm."
Sara looked flummoxed. "Amputees?"
"Apparently so. Looks like maybe someone was disposing of medical waste inappropriately. We're meeting Brass over at the Veteran's Hospital." He got up and headed toward the parking lot to his Tahoe with Sara. She grinned as she walked beside him to the SUV. There was just something about Nick Stokes that she was finding increasingly irresistible.