"You ok, Sara?" Nick looked concerned, noting the frustrated expression on
her face as she walked into the locker room.
She let out a sigh, her brows knit together. "It never ceases to amaze me what horrible things people do to each other." She opened her locker and a faint smile began to tug at her lips. She turned toward Nick and her smiled widened as she noticed he was leaning against the frame of his open locker grinning. "You're going to go broke if you keep this up." He had once again managed to sneak a bouquet of flowers into her locker without being caught.
Nick raised an eyebrow and reached over to brush an imaginary stray hair out of her face. "Are you saying that you're not worth it?"
Color began to creep into Sara's face. There was a hint of embarrassment I her voice. "Nick."
"If it makes you smile after a difficult case, it's worth it." He leaned over and kissed her forehead.
Sara snaked her arms around his waist and rested her head against his shoulder. "Thanks."
"Are you busy after shift?" Nick asked with a hint of mischief in his voice.
Sara laughed softly. "What did you have in mind?"
Nick's arms tightened around her back and he whispered into her ear. "I got a hold of a copy of 'Gone With the Wind'."
Sara started to giggle. "You may have to hold onto it, I might have to pull a double."
Nick looked disappointed. "A double?"
"Don't sound so surprised. It goes with the territory." Sara pulled back and looked at him with amusement on her face.
Nick feigned a pout. "I know, but I was hoping we could spend some time together."
Sara smirked. "You just want to make out."
Nick chuckled. "Well, there is that, but I just like hanging out with you too."
Sara smiled. "Me too."
Nick cell phone started to ring and he reluctantly let go of Sara and pulled it off of his belt. "Stokes."
Sara continued to hold him around the waist, making faces at him as he talked on the phone.
It was all he could do to not laugh. "No, I don't find that funny. Uh, no, someone just told a really good joke. I'll be right there." He shot her a stern look that was made unconvincing by the smile on his face. "Looks like I'm pulling a double too. Warrick and I have a DB at the Sands with Grissom."
She had a mischievous glint in her eye. "So was that Warrick or Grissom?"
He grinned. "You're lucky it was Warrick, he didn't believe a word I said."
Sara laughed. "Hmm, really."
Nick nodded. "Really."
"Well I suppose I should let you go meet him then." She hadn't loosened her grip on him.
He raised an eyebrow. "You probably should." He didn't make a move either.
Sara started to giggle. "If you keep Grissom waiting very long, he's going to be pissed."
"Wouldn't want to do that." He grinned at her and leaned over and kissed her. What he'd intended to be one kiss turned into quite a few and only when they heard the locker room door creak open did they hastily pull apart.
"Nick! We've got a crime scene to process." Grissom's voice was thick with annoyance.
"Coming." Nick quickly shut his locker door after grabbing his jacket. He cleared his throat and hoped that Grissom hadn't seen him kissing Sara. "I just had to grab my jacket."
Sara stood there trying to act natural, hoping Grissom hadn't seen the bouquet of flowers in her locker before she'd closed it.
Grissom glanced at Sara, she was acting a little too something he couldn't quite place. He glanced at Nick and the pieces slid together, causing him to become even more annoyed. "Nick, wipe your mouth off. I'll be in the Denali."
Nick reached up and began wiping at his mouth with an expression that showed he knew he was in deep trouble. Apparently, he had traces of Sara's lipstick on his mouth.
Grissom turned on his heals without speaking a word to Sara.
Nick swallowed hard and looked over at Sara who was trying not to laugh. "We're busted."
She started to laugh. "He had the same look on his face that my father did when he found me making out with Tommy Simmons in the eighth grade."
Nick raised an eyebrow curiously. "I'll have to hear more about that later, provided Grissom doesn't kill me in the meantime."
As he turned to leave, Sara pulled him back towards her for a brief moment to give him one last kiss. She raised her eyebrow in amusement. "As long as we're busted, we might as well make it worth it."
Nick started to laugh. "I'll see you later." He leaned in stole one more kiss before he headed off after Grissom to face the music. He felt his stomach churning as he neared the vehicle. He fully expected that Grissom would read him the riot act not only for getting caught making out at work, but because it was Sara he was doing it with.
Warrick glanced back at Nick and shot him a curious expression as Nick unconsciously rubbed his fingers over his lips to erase any traces of the smudged lipstick. Warrick tried to restrain his laughter unsuccessfully. "So, Nick, that joke you told me earlier was pretty funny."
Grissom shot Warrick a glare. "Can we keep our minds on work while we're at work? Is that too much to ask?"
Nick remained silent in the backseat, unsure if he said anything if it would make things worse.
By Grissom's response, Warrick was pretty sure that Grissom had caught Nick and Sara in some sort of lip lock, the same way he had the other day. He couldn't contain his laughter.
Grissom glanced over at Warrick with an annoyed expression. "Warrick, would you mind sharing what's so funny?"
Warrick glanced at Nick in the rear view mirror and continued laughing. "I take it you figured out what was taking Nick so long."
The faintest hint of a smile flickered across Grissom's face as he tried to maintain his stern façade.
Nick was sweating bullets in the backseat.
Grissom glanced at Nick in the rear view mirror. "Nick, what you and Sara do on your own time is your business, but when we've got a crime scene to process, and the Sheriff is waiting, I'd appreciate it if you would be a bit more timely."
It took Nick a moment to find his voice, but he nodded. "Uh, ok, Gris." He was dumbfounded that Grissom hadn't said more.
She let out a sigh, her brows knit together. "It never ceases to amaze me what horrible things people do to each other." She opened her locker and a faint smile began to tug at her lips. She turned toward Nick and her smiled widened as she noticed he was leaning against the frame of his open locker grinning. "You're going to go broke if you keep this up." He had once again managed to sneak a bouquet of flowers into her locker without being caught.
Nick raised an eyebrow and reached over to brush an imaginary stray hair out of her face. "Are you saying that you're not worth it?"
Color began to creep into Sara's face. There was a hint of embarrassment I her voice. "Nick."
"If it makes you smile after a difficult case, it's worth it." He leaned over and kissed her forehead.
Sara snaked her arms around his waist and rested her head against his shoulder. "Thanks."
"Are you busy after shift?" Nick asked with a hint of mischief in his voice.
Sara laughed softly. "What did you have in mind?"
Nick's arms tightened around her back and he whispered into her ear. "I got a hold of a copy of 'Gone With the Wind'."
Sara started to giggle. "You may have to hold onto it, I might have to pull a double."
Nick looked disappointed. "A double?"
"Don't sound so surprised. It goes with the territory." Sara pulled back and looked at him with amusement on her face.
Nick feigned a pout. "I know, but I was hoping we could spend some time together."
Sara smirked. "You just want to make out."
Nick chuckled. "Well, there is that, but I just like hanging out with you too."
Sara smiled. "Me too."
Nick cell phone started to ring and he reluctantly let go of Sara and pulled it off of his belt. "Stokes."
Sara continued to hold him around the waist, making faces at him as he talked on the phone.
It was all he could do to not laugh. "No, I don't find that funny. Uh, no, someone just told a really good joke. I'll be right there." He shot her a stern look that was made unconvincing by the smile on his face. "Looks like I'm pulling a double too. Warrick and I have a DB at the Sands with Grissom."
She had a mischievous glint in her eye. "So was that Warrick or Grissom?"
He grinned. "You're lucky it was Warrick, he didn't believe a word I said."
Sara laughed. "Hmm, really."
Nick nodded. "Really."
"Well I suppose I should let you go meet him then." She hadn't loosened her grip on him.
He raised an eyebrow. "You probably should." He didn't make a move either.
Sara started to giggle. "If you keep Grissom waiting very long, he's going to be pissed."
"Wouldn't want to do that." He grinned at her and leaned over and kissed her. What he'd intended to be one kiss turned into quite a few and only when they heard the locker room door creak open did they hastily pull apart.
"Nick! We've got a crime scene to process." Grissom's voice was thick with annoyance.
"Coming." Nick quickly shut his locker door after grabbing his jacket. He cleared his throat and hoped that Grissom hadn't seen him kissing Sara. "I just had to grab my jacket."
Sara stood there trying to act natural, hoping Grissom hadn't seen the bouquet of flowers in her locker before she'd closed it.
Grissom glanced at Sara, she was acting a little too something he couldn't quite place. He glanced at Nick and the pieces slid together, causing him to become even more annoyed. "Nick, wipe your mouth off. I'll be in the Denali."
Nick reached up and began wiping at his mouth with an expression that showed he knew he was in deep trouble. Apparently, he had traces of Sara's lipstick on his mouth.
Grissom turned on his heals without speaking a word to Sara.
Nick swallowed hard and looked over at Sara who was trying not to laugh. "We're busted."
She started to laugh. "He had the same look on his face that my father did when he found me making out with Tommy Simmons in the eighth grade."
Nick raised an eyebrow curiously. "I'll have to hear more about that later, provided Grissom doesn't kill me in the meantime."
As he turned to leave, Sara pulled him back towards her for a brief moment to give him one last kiss. She raised her eyebrow in amusement. "As long as we're busted, we might as well make it worth it."
Nick started to laugh. "I'll see you later." He leaned in stole one more kiss before he headed off after Grissom to face the music. He felt his stomach churning as he neared the vehicle. He fully expected that Grissom would read him the riot act not only for getting caught making out at work, but because it was Sara he was doing it with.
Warrick glanced back at Nick and shot him a curious expression as Nick unconsciously rubbed his fingers over his lips to erase any traces of the smudged lipstick. Warrick tried to restrain his laughter unsuccessfully. "So, Nick, that joke you told me earlier was pretty funny."
Grissom shot Warrick a glare. "Can we keep our minds on work while we're at work? Is that too much to ask?"
Nick remained silent in the backseat, unsure if he said anything if it would make things worse.
By Grissom's response, Warrick was pretty sure that Grissom had caught Nick and Sara in some sort of lip lock, the same way he had the other day. He couldn't contain his laughter.
Grissom glanced over at Warrick with an annoyed expression. "Warrick, would you mind sharing what's so funny?"
Warrick glanced at Nick in the rear view mirror and continued laughing. "I take it you figured out what was taking Nick so long."
The faintest hint of a smile flickered across Grissom's face as he tried to maintain his stern façade.
Nick was sweating bullets in the backseat.
Grissom glanced at Nick in the rear view mirror. "Nick, what you and Sara do on your own time is your business, but when we've got a crime scene to process, and the Sheriff is waiting, I'd appreciate it if you would be a bit more timely."
It took Nick a moment to find his voice, but he nodded. "Uh, ok, Gris." He was dumbfounded that Grissom hadn't said more.
