To say that Warrick and Greg were confused was an understatement. They had assumed that Nick and Sara were attracted to each other. Now after what they'd just witnessed neither of them were quite sure anymore. Was Sara pregnant? If Nick was trying to set her up with one of his friends, did that mean he wasn't interested in her? Sara mentioned she was interested in someone else and that Nick may or may not know who it is. What the hell did that mean? Nick and Sara came in a little early the next shift to find Catherine. As the pair stopped in the doorway of Grissom's office they both had wide grins on their faces as Catherine looked up from the desk with an inquisitive expression.

"Hey, Cath, can we talk to you for a minute?" Sara had a devious glint in her eye.

Catherine raised an eyebrow and smiled. "Yeah, sure."

Nick closed the door and couldn't restrain his laughter as he and Sara relayed what had taken place after shift at his house. It was all Catherine could do to keep a straight face.

"But I'm not really pregnant. I just want to make that clear." Sara concluded with a conspiratorial grin.

Catherine studied Nick and Sara and she raised a single eyebrow at the pair. "Ok, but I have another question. Which one of them won the bet?"

Color infused Sara's cheeks and Nick laughed softly as he tried to restrain a grin. He glanced over at Sara with a raised eyebrow. Sara looked at Catherine with a smug smile. "Neither of them."

Catherine looked a little confused. "Neither of them?"

Nick nodded. "I believe the bet was about whichever one of us made the first move, right?"

Catherine nodded. "Yeah, and you're going to stand there and tell me that you two aren't dating. Give me some credit; I'm a little smarter than that."

Sara chuckled. "Oh, we're not denying that we've been dating." She glanced over at Nick with a curious expression. "What would you say, Nick? For about ten hours?"

Nick grinned. "That sounds about right, Sar."

Catherine chuckled and shook her head for a moment and then looked back up at the pair. "Ok, now back to my question."

Nick raised an eyebrow. "We told you, neither of them won." He glanced over at Sara and grinned.

"Who made the first move?" Catherine queried.

"Uh, what would you say, Nick?" Sara grinned. "Photo finish?"

Nick nodded. "That's a good way to put it."

Catherine just sat back in the chair and laughed. "How long are you going to let them suffer?"

"As long as it takes." Nick replied.

Sara glanced over at Nick with a raised eyebrow. "Nick?"

Nick had a sheepish grin on his face. "Ok, just for a little while."

"Ok." Catherine grinned.

As Nick and Sara headed toward the door, Nick glanced over his shoulder, "Uh, Cath, what are the rules about kissing your coworkers at work?"

Catherine just shook her head and laughed softly to herself as she turned her attention back to the file she was working on. "Just make sure you're both off the clock."

Sara shot Nick an embarrassed glare and swatted at him as they walked out into the hallway. "Nick, I can't believe you asked her that."

As they walked down the hall toward the locker room, he glanced at her. "Have I ever told you that you're cute when you're mad, Princess?" Nick couldn't help but laugh.

They walked into the deserted locker room and Sara crossed her arms in front of herself tilting her head to the side. "Don't be calling me that at work, Chunky." A grin belied her tone.

Nick's eyebrows shot up. "Are you saying I'm fat?"

Sara started to giggle. "Fat and Nick just don't work for me in the same sentence. However, you are my Chunky Monkey." She walked over and stood just inches from Nick, taunting him with a smirk.

Nick grabbed her around the waist and pulled her against him, leaning down and planting a soft kiss on her upturned lips.

Sara broke the kiss giggling, her hands splayed out on his chest. She raised an eyebrow, but remained in his embrace. "They're going to find out before the end of shift if you keep that up."

Nick had a slightly pouty grin on his face. "I thought you liked it when I did that."

Sara smiled. "I do, I just thought you wanted to torture them for a while."

Nick grinned. "It's more fun to kiss you." He leaned in and kissed her again.

As they broke apart, Sara grinned. "How about if we continue that after shift."

Nick laughed. "Ok." He released her from his embrace and they both went to their respective lockers to stow their gear, sneaking glances at each other now and then. Nick closed his locker and raised a curious eyebrow at Sara. "So do you really like peanut butter and pickle sandwiches?"

Sara laughed. "I like Thai food better, but they're not bad. Surprisingly." Sara closed her locker. "Coffee?"

Nick nodded and they headed to the break room, hoping that Greg had made some of his special Blue Hawaiian blend.

As they entered, Warrick sat at the table sipping a cup of coffee. He glanced in Sara's direction. "Sara, you feeling better?"

"Uh, yeah. Probably just had too much ice cream or something." She reached for a cup to pour herself some coffee.

"Here." Nick poured coffee into her cup as he finished pouring himself some.

"Thanks." Sara brought the coffee up to her lips to take a sip.

"Should you be drinking that?" Warrick asked quizzically.

Nick and Sara exchanged a knowing glance. Sara turned toward Warrick. "Why wouldn't I want coffee, especially if it's Greg's?"

Warrick just raised his eyebrow. "Caffeine's not good for you. Haven't you been having problems sleeping?"

Sara set the coffee down on the counter. "I've been sleeping fine, at least the last few nights. Unless there is something wrong with the coffee, I'm going to drink some."

Warrick just raised his hands and then fell silent, picking his coffee back up to take a sip.

Nick and Sara exchanged another knowing glance as they silently sipped their coffee.

Catherine walked in a few minutes later to hand out assignments.