Nick and Sara lay tangled on her bed facing each other in the midst of a deep passionate kiss that was headed for far more. Nick's hand had slid beneath Sara's tank top and massaged her breast as her fingers played at the zipper on his jeans. Their kisses served to stifle their moans and fuel the passion between them. Sara managed to pull his zipper down and as her fingers grazed him gently, he moaned her name. His hand left her breast and slid under the front waistband of her pajama pants, eliciting little gasps from Sara as he explored the most intimate parts of her body. She lay back and gripped the sheets as she writhed under his touch, arching her back as his hand continued its exploration. He began to nuzzle her breasts through the fabric of her shirt with his mouth.

A loud knock sounded at the door of her apartment.

"Ignore it, Nick." Sara groaned reaching down and gripping the waistband of her pajama pants. She started to shimmy out of them to give him better access to her body.

The knock sounded again, louder and more insistent.

Nick lifted his head for a moment. "It doesn't sound like they're going to go away."

Sara swore and tried to catch her breath as Nick pulled his hand from her. She pulled her pants back up and slowly got off the bed.

Nick lay back, his fly open, and his arousal very evident.

Sara glanced at him and raised her eyebrow. "You'd better stay here, I don't think you're fit for company."

He grinned and tried to catch his breath. "Thanks for noticing."

She made her way to the front door and opened it to reveal Warrick standing there. Sara hoped she looked a little more composed than she felt at the moment. Nick's touch had left her legs feeling a little like cooked spaghetti. "Hey, Warrick."

Warrick raised an amused eyebrow at her rumpled appearance. He knew that Nick's Tahoe sat parked outside. "Just wanted to stop by and see if you were feeling better."

She nodded. "Yeah, I am." She tried to smooth out her hair nonchalantly.

Warrick restrained a chuckled. "Is Nick still here?"

A hint of color infused Sara's cheeks. "Uh, yeah, do you want to come in?"

Very pointedly, Warrick asked. "Am I interrupting something?"

The color in her cheeks intensified. "Uh, no, why do you ask?" She opened the door wider to let him in.

"No reason." Warrick was entirely amused at Sara's embarrassment. He glanced around her apartment. "Uh, where's Nick?"

Sara was unsure how to answer his question without revealing what he'd interrupted. "Uh, he's in the other room."

Nick had heard the voices in the other room, and made his way out of the bathroom. "Hey, bro." He had headed in there almost as soon as Sara had left the bedroom to try and pull himself together.

Sara glanced over, her panic relieved as she realized Nick had been able to refasten his pants, saving them both a bit of embarrassment.

Warrick glanced at Nick and noticed that he looked as rumpled as Sara. An amused smile tugged at his lips. "You know, if I interrupted something, I can come back."

Nick tried to swallow his grin.

"We're just hanging out, Warrick." Sara explained not too convincingly. "You can stay if you want to."

"I don't want to overstay my welcome. I just came by to see how you were doing." He smiled at Sara. "You look a hell of a lot better than you did the last time I saw you."

She smiled. "I feel a hell of a lot better. Remind me that I don't hold my liquor very well."

Warrick and Nick both laughed.

Warrick glanced at Nick. "Hey, Nick, can I talk to you for a minute?"

Nick wrinkled his brow. "Sure, man."

Warrick gestured toward the door.

Nick glanced at Sara. "Uh, I'll be right back." He looked around for his shoes, but didn't see them anywhere so he just followed Warrick outside in his bare feet.

Warrick looked at Nick with a serious expression. "I just wanted to give you a heads up that Grissom is on some sort of rampage. I think he might be on his way over here. He didn't sound too happy that I sent you over here to take care of Sara."

Nick glanced at the ground for a moment and then back at Warrick, his hands rested on his hips. "Too late. He's been here and gone. He made it pretty clear he didn't want me with Sara."

Warrick swore. "Sorry, man, I was hoping to warn you."

"Thanks anyway." Nick replied sincerely.

"What is his problem anyway?" Warrick pondered out loud.

"This is Grissom were talking about here." Nick observed.

Warrick nodded and then started to chuckle. "True. Hey, I'm gonna head out. I'll let you get back to Sara to finish whatever it was that I didn't interrupt."

Nick chuckled and could restrain his grin.

"Glad to see you two worked things out." Warrick commented as he headed for his Tahoe.

Nick made his way back to Sara's apartment and shut the door behind him. He looked at Sara with concern as he saw annoyance written all over her face. "What's wrong?"

"Grissom just called." Sara was becoming more agitated.

Nick raised his eyebrows. "What did he say?"

Worry clouded her expression. "He made a point to tell me that there were rules against fraternization."

Nick walked over to her and put his hands on her shoulders. "Doesn't that just refer to supervisor/subordinant relationships?"

"That's what I thought, but he didn't seem to think so in his interpretation." Sara was clearly upset. "Dammit, Nick, why does he have to be such an ass?"

Nick pulled her into a hug. "Hey, it's gonna be ok. We'll figure it out."

Sara clung to him. "I don't want to lose my job, Nick."

"Shh, you're not going to lose your job." He tried to soothe her, but he wasn't so sure that they weren't both in danger of being fired if they continued their relationship.