He didn't know when they fell asleep, but Warrick was awakened by the
little voice crying, "Daddy!" with glee. He shifted to the side to better
face the little girl who was running at him. He stopped, however when he
heard a groan come from beside him. He looked down on Sara's sleeping
form, a fond smile came to his face, as she tried to burrow her head deeper
into his chest as she slept on. Putting a finger to his lips, he pointed
to Sara to tell Maddie to be quieter, and she instantly was silent.
"Hey, Maddie," he whispered to the toddler, "how did you sleep last night?"
"I saw Mommy and Daddy mash mouth!" she exclaimed. "Gramma made me sleep after."
Sara groaned again, and Warrick just had a feeling it didn't have anything to do with trying to stay asleep. As he was trying to find a reason to get the girl to leave them alone for a couple of minutes, Mr. Sidle called from another part of the town house, looking for his granddaughter.
"Is she gone yet?" Sara muttered thickly as she slowly lifted her head so that they made eye contact.
Warrick could barely contain the chuckle that was surfacing when he saw her appearance. Her hair was tangled as a result of sleeping on it, and the makeup that she forgot to remove the night before was noticeably smudged. As he smoothed down her hair, Warrick answered, "Yeah, your dad wanted to do something with her before they left."
Sara continued right on top of his statement. " Did I hear right?" she asked, "Did she actually say that she saw us 'mash mouths'?" He nodded once. She groaned again.
"Sara, dear," Mrs. Andrews called as she walked into the living room, "what time do you think we should be at the airport?" Seeing them lying on the couch in a somewhat intimate fashion, she just turned around wordlessly and walked back to the kitchen in embarrassment.
They just looked at each other and laughed. They were soon joined by more laughter from the kitchen.
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As they walked into the lab together, Warrick thought back on how Sara didn't seem to want to shy away from the fact that they were in a newfound relationship. And wonder of wonders, she was actually holding onto his hand as they walked. After her parents left, and Maddie was at preschool, they were finally able to take over the master and guest bedroom respectively. They'd agreed that they would take it slow and let the relationship evolve with time, since they weren't in any rush to go anywhere.
"Hey guys!" Nick began, "we've got a new case at the Mirage . . ." he trailed off when he saw their joined hands. "Do you know something that I don't know?" he asked coyly.
"Isn't it supposed to be, 'I know something you don't know,' Nick?" Sara rebutted with her trademark smirk.
"Maybe," Nick replied, "but I'm taking an artistic license on it."
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After a night of running around in circles, chasing their metaphorical tails, the entire team was beat.
"I cannot wait to go to sleep," Nick complained.
"Can't agree with you more," Warrick replied as he pulled open his locker. A card fell out of it. Thinking it was from Sara for some reason, he opened it. "GREG!" he bellowed.
"Man, what is it?" Nick asked curiously.
"Nothing, just Greg's dirtier version of 'Sara and Warrick sitting in a tree'," Warrick said in exasperation.
"K-I-S-S-I-N-G?" Nick asked with a little smirk that made Warrick suspect that his friend had been in on the prank.
"Yeah, K-I-S-S-I-N-G and a little extra," Warrick affirmed as he scanned the card again. "How does this stuff go around the lab so fast?" he asked in astonishment. He was about to tell Nick more, when a strangled yell came from Sara as she opened her locker.
"Oh, Greg is so going to be dead when I get my hands on him!" She yelled as she held a sheet of paper away from her like it had anthrax on it.
"Uh, Sar, correct me if I'm wrong," Nick said, "but why would you kill him over a piece of paper?" She didn't answer him in words, just turned it around and on it were her and Warrick's superimposed faces on what at one point may have been a lingerie ad. "Okay, never mind," Nick conceded. "Looks like Greg and Archie need more stuff to do around here." Again he was taken aback at how identical Warrick and Sara's patented glares were.
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Only one more chapter! I do realise this is short, but I think my muse decided to take a vacation too! I'm seriously running out of ideas!
"Hey, Maddie," he whispered to the toddler, "how did you sleep last night?"
"I saw Mommy and Daddy mash mouth!" she exclaimed. "Gramma made me sleep after."
Sara groaned again, and Warrick just had a feeling it didn't have anything to do with trying to stay asleep. As he was trying to find a reason to get the girl to leave them alone for a couple of minutes, Mr. Sidle called from another part of the town house, looking for his granddaughter.
"Is she gone yet?" Sara muttered thickly as she slowly lifted her head so that they made eye contact.
Warrick could barely contain the chuckle that was surfacing when he saw her appearance. Her hair was tangled as a result of sleeping on it, and the makeup that she forgot to remove the night before was noticeably smudged. As he smoothed down her hair, Warrick answered, "Yeah, your dad wanted to do something with her before they left."
Sara continued right on top of his statement. " Did I hear right?" she asked, "Did she actually say that she saw us 'mash mouths'?" He nodded once. She groaned again.
"Sara, dear," Mrs. Andrews called as she walked into the living room, "what time do you think we should be at the airport?" Seeing them lying on the couch in a somewhat intimate fashion, she just turned around wordlessly and walked back to the kitchen in embarrassment.
They just looked at each other and laughed. They were soon joined by more laughter from the kitchen.
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As they walked into the lab together, Warrick thought back on how Sara didn't seem to want to shy away from the fact that they were in a newfound relationship. And wonder of wonders, she was actually holding onto his hand as they walked. After her parents left, and Maddie was at preschool, they were finally able to take over the master and guest bedroom respectively. They'd agreed that they would take it slow and let the relationship evolve with time, since they weren't in any rush to go anywhere.
"Hey guys!" Nick began, "we've got a new case at the Mirage . . ." he trailed off when he saw their joined hands. "Do you know something that I don't know?" he asked coyly.
"Isn't it supposed to be, 'I know something you don't know,' Nick?" Sara rebutted with her trademark smirk.
"Maybe," Nick replied, "but I'm taking an artistic license on it."
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After a night of running around in circles, chasing their metaphorical tails, the entire team was beat.
"I cannot wait to go to sleep," Nick complained.
"Can't agree with you more," Warrick replied as he pulled open his locker. A card fell out of it. Thinking it was from Sara for some reason, he opened it. "GREG!" he bellowed.
"Man, what is it?" Nick asked curiously.
"Nothing, just Greg's dirtier version of 'Sara and Warrick sitting in a tree'," Warrick said in exasperation.
"K-I-S-S-I-N-G?" Nick asked with a little smirk that made Warrick suspect that his friend had been in on the prank.
"Yeah, K-I-S-S-I-N-G and a little extra," Warrick affirmed as he scanned the card again. "How does this stuff go around the lab so fast?" he asked in astonishment. He was about to tell Nick more, when a strangled yell came from Sara as she opened her locker.
"Oh, Greg is so going to be dead when I get my hands on him!" She yelled as she held a sheet of paper away from her like it had anthrax on it.
"Uh, Sar, correct me if I'm wrong," Nick said, "but why would you kill him over a piece of paper?" She didn't answer him in words, just turned it around and on it were her and Warrick's superimposed faces on what at one point may have been a lingerie ad. "Okay, never mind," Nick conceded. "Looks like Greg and Archie need more stuff to do around here." Again he was taken aback at how identical Warrick and Sara's patented glares were.
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Only one more chapter! I do realise this is short, but I think my muse decided to take a vacation too! I'm seriously running out of ideas!