Disclaimer: Like I have a prayer of having any influence over CSI what so ever. If I did, Nick and Greg would never wear clothes. EVER

Authors note. This is set in the little bathroom/Bathtub scene in Last Laugh. I thought the chemistry was explosive.

Sara. Bathtub. Sara in the bathtub. Sara scooting her lovely little ass around the bathtub. Nick's day was definitely starting to look up. If he took a few steps forward he could watch her pert little breasts jiggle as she bounced on the towel bar. Thank you Brass and your harebrained hunches. Especially when they got Sara into the jumpsuit that made her butt look all heart shaped and edible. She was grunting and wiggling around and Nick couldn't keep himself from undressing her with his eyes. He wondered if she growled like that during sex. Yep, this was going to be a good shift.

He was staring at her ass again, she could feel it. When she turned around to check for sure he had that indulgent look on his face, like he was humoring her feeble, female attempts to budge the towel bar. She'd like to see him try.

Then she got to see him try and boy was it lovely. His butt flexed and his biceps bulged and Sara found herself getting a little warm. She he turned around and just for a second leaned against the wall. Nick. Bathtub. Nick in the bathtub. Nick flexing his butt and arms in the bathtub. Thank you Brass and your harebrained hunches. This was going to be a good shift.