"I thought Chelsea was going to have a coronary." Nick was still
thoroughly amused by his sister's reaction to their announcement.
"I still can't believe that your dad suggested that you do that." Sara replied chuckling.
Nick looked over at her as they sat on the couch in the basement apartment in Chelsea and Kevin's house. "My sisters have given me a hard time about my love life for as long as I can remember and he knows that. The look on Chelsea's face though was priceless."
Sara was quiet for a moment as she rested her head on his shoulder. "Now comes the hard part."
"It is going to be an interesting phone call, isn't it?" Nick sounded scared.
"It's not going to get any easier, and besides, if we call now, maybe a few of them can come." Sara reasoned.
"You're sure that your parents will be able to come?" Nick wanted to confirm, looking into her eyes.
She smiled. "Yes, they said they'd come. They said they'd shut down the B&B if their friends weren't available. My mom was going to call as soon as they booked their flight." Sara leaned over and kissed him.
Nick smiled as they broke the kiss. "I guess it's time to face the music. I just hope that Grissom isn't at a crime scene."
Sara smirked. "Do you want to call him, or do you want me to call him?"
Nick considered that for a moment and raised his eyebrow mischievously. "Maybe we should start with Catherine."
Sara chuckled. "You're stalling."
Nick looked sheepish. "You call him. He likes you better."
Sara raised an eyebrow. "Ok, I'll call him, but you have to tell him."
Nick swallowed hard wondering what Grissom would say. "Ok. That sounds mostly fair."
Sara smirked. "Mostly fair?"
"Fine, I'll call him." Nick flashed her a grin and leaned over to kiss her.
Sara giggled against his mouth and pushed him away. "We need to tell him."
Nick chuckled. "Ok, it's now or never." He picked up the phone and punched in the familiar number. He felt his heart rate accelerate and his palms began to sweat. One ring, two rings, and finally Grissom picked up the line.
"Grissom." Gil Grissom recognized the number calling him on his cell phone, but wondered why he'd be calling.
"Uh, Grissom, it's Nick." Nick sounded nervous.
Grissom was immediately concerned. "Nick. Is everything ok? Aren't you still on vacation?"
"Yeah, we are. I, uh, we, that is, Sara and I have something we need to tell you." Nick glanced over at Sara for encouragement.
She grinned at him.
"Nick, is Sara ok?" Grissom knew that Nick never called work when he was on vacation and he was worried.
"She's fine. We're fine. Actually, we're more than fine. Uh, we, I, uh, we need to, that is, I asked, we, she, uh, what I'm trying to say, uh." Nick couldn't get a coherent sentence out of his mouth.
"Nick, I'm not following you. Is everything ok?" Grissom thought that Nick sounded abnormal.
"Nick, let me talk to him." Sara whispered grabbing the phone from him.
Nick let out a deep breath and watched as Sara tried to finish the conversation.
"Gris." Sara began. She glanced over at Nick and smiled at the nervous expression on his face.
"Sara. Is everything ok?" Grissom was curious why they were calling since they were on vacation.
"Yes, everything is fine. Nick and I just needed to tell you something before we got back to Vegas." Sara explained, hoping she sounded calmer than she felt.
"Ok." Grissom replied hoping to get a more concise and coherent explanation out of Sara.
Sara figured that the best way to tell him was to be as direct as possible. Unfortunately, her mouth wouldn't cooperate. "Uh, Nick and I, we, uh. That is, we, uh."
"Sara." Grissom was bordering on becoming annoyed. "I'm at a crime scene, is this something that can wait?"
Sara swallowed hard and glanced at Nick before she continued. "Uh, no, it can't wait. Uh, Nick's going to tell you." She thrust the phone Nick's direction.
He looked panicked as he took the phone from her and immediately began to stammer. "Grissom."
"Nick, please get to the point. I'm at a crime scene." Grissom wasn't bordering on becoming annoyed; he was well on his way.
"I asked Sara to marry me and we're getting married next Saturday." Nick expelled the sentence in a single breath.
Silence reigned on the other end of the phone.
"Grissom?" Nick glanced at Sara with a concerned expression.
Finally, Grissom spoke. "Uh, can you repeat that Nick? I'm not sure I heard you correctly."
Nick took a deep breath and spoke a little slower. "I asked Sara to marry me and we're getting married next Saturday."
Silence again.
Nick looked at Sara with his brow furrowed, gesturing toward the phone.
Sara took the phone from him and in a nervous voice spoke. "Gris?"
"Sara." Grissom's tone was unreadable.
"You heard what Nick said, didn't you?" Sara had a waver in her voice.
Grissom was quiet for a moment and then spoke again. "You're getting married next Saturday."
"Yes." Sara responded.
"To Nick." Grissom clarified.
"Yes." She continued looking at Nick with a worried expression.
"In Texas." Grissom wanted to make sure he had all the facts straight.
"Yes." Sara wasn't sure how Grissom was going to respond and suddenly she felt a little scared.
"You're sure about this?" Grissom stated.
"Yes, I'm very sure." Sara smiled at Nick who sat there wondering what Grissom was saying.
"Let me talk to Nick." Grissom instructed.
Sara handed the phone to Nick. "He wants to talk to you."
Nick looked nervous. "Grissom."
"You're sure about this, Nick?" Grissom was still trying to absorb the information.
"I'm more than sure, Gris." Nick grinned at Sara.
"I suppose we'll have a few things to talk about when you get back then." Grissom had begun compiling a mental list of the things he would have to do to make sure that two of his CSI marrying each other wouldn't affect the structure of his team.
"Uh, actually, Gris, we really wanted you to come. We want all of you to come." Nick had begun to feel a little less nervous.
Grissom let out a deep breath. "Nicky, I'll see what I can do. Give me a call after shift is over and I'll let you know what the situation is."
"You won't tell Catherine and Warrick will you? We kind of want to tell them ourselves." Nick sounded a bit sheepish.
"Nicky, it's a little late. They're both standing right here." Grissom informed him with a hint of amusement in his voice.
"I still can't believe that your dad suggested that you do that." Sara replied chuckling.
Nick looked over at her as they sat on the couch in the basement apartment in Chelsea and Kevin's house. "My sisters have given me a hard time about my love life for as long as I can remember and he knows that. The look on Chelsea's face though was priceless."
Sara was quiet for a moment as she rested her head on his shoulder. "Now comes the hard part."
"It is going to be an interesting phone call, isn't it?" Nick sounded scared.
"It's not going to get any easier, and besides, if we call now, maybe a few of them can come." Sara reasoned.
"You're sure that your parents will be able to come?" Nick wanted to confirm, looking into her eyes.
She smiled. "Yes, they said they'd come. They said they'd shut down the B&B if their friends weren't available. My mom was going to call as soon as they booked their flight." Sara leaned over and kissed him.
Nick smiled as they broke the kiss. "I guess it's time to face the music. I just hope that Grissom isn't at a crime scene."
Sara smirked. "Do you want to call him, or do you want me to call him?"
Nick considered that for a moment and raised his eyebrow mischievously. "Maybe we should start with Catherine."
Sara chuckled. "You're stalling."
Nick looked sheepish. "You call him. He likes you better."
Sara raised an eyebrow. "Ok, I'll call him, but you have to tell him."
Nick swallowed hard wondering what Grissom would say. "Ok. That sounds mostly fair."
Sara smirked. "Mostly fair?"
"Fine, I'll call him." Nick flashed her a grin and leaned over to kiss her.
Sara giggled against his mouth and pushed him away. "We need to tell him."
Nick chuckled. "Ok, it's now or never." He picked up the phone and punched in the familiar number. He felt his heart rate accelerate and his palms began to sweat. One ring, two rings, and finally Grissom picked up the line.
"Grissom." Gil Grissom recognized the number calling him on his cell phone, but wondered why he'd be calling.
"Uh, Grissom, it's Nick." Nick sounded nervous.
Grissom was immediately concerned. "Nick. Is everything ok? Aren't you still on vacation?"
"Yeah, we are. I, uh, we, that is, Sara and I have something we need to tell you." Nick glanced over at Sara for encouragement.
She grinned at him.
"Nick, is Sara ok?" Grissom knew that Nick never called work when he was on vacation and he was worried.
"She's fine. We're fine. Actually, we're more than fine. Uh, we, I, uh, we need to, that is, I asked, we, she, uh, what I'm trying to say, uh." Nick couldn't get a coherent sentence out of his mouth.
"Nick, I'm not following you. Is everything ok?" Grissom thought that Nick sounded abnormal.
"Nick, let me talk to him." Sara whispered grabbing the phone from him.
Nick let out a deep breath and watched as Sara tried to finish the conversation.
"Gris." Sara began. She glanced over at Nick and smiled at the nervous expression on his face.
"Sara. Is everything ok?" Grissom was curious why they were calling since they were on vacation.
"Yes, everything is fine. Nick and I just needed to tell you something before we got back to Vegas." Sara explained, hoping she sounded calmer than she felt.
"Ok." Grissom replied hoping to get a more concise and coherent explanation out of Sara.
Sara figured that the best way to tell him was to be as direct as possible. Unfortunately, her mouth wouldn't cooperate. "Uh, Nick and I, we, uh. That is, we, uh."
"Sara." Grissom was bordering on becoming annoyed. "I'm at a crime scene, is this something that can wait?"
Sara swallowed hard and glanced at Nick before she continued. "Uh, no, it can't wait. Uh, Nick's going to tell you." She thrust the phone Nick's direction.
He looked panicked as he took the phone from her and immediately began to stammer. "Grissom."
"Nick, please get to the point. I'm at a crime scene." Grissom wasn't bordering on becoming annoyed; he was well on his way.
"I asked Sara to marry me and we're getting married next Saturday." Nick expelled the sentence in a single breath.
Silence reigned on the other end of the phone.
"Grissom?" Nick glanced at Sara with a concerned expression.
Finally, Grissom spoke. "Uh, can you repeat that Nick? I'm not sure I heard you correctly."
Nick took a deep breath and spoke a little slower. "I asked Sara to marry me and we're getting married next Saturday."
Silence again.
Nick looked at Sara with his brow furrowed, gesturing toward the phone.
Sara took the phone from him and in a nervous voice spoke. "Gris?"
"Sara." Grissom's tone was unreadable.
"You heard what Nick said, didn't you?" Sara had a waver in her voice.
Grissom was quiet for a moment and then spoke again. "You're getting married next Saturday."
"Yes." Sara responded.
"To Nick." Grissom clarified.
"Yes." She continued looking at Nick with a worried expression.
"In Texas." Grissom wanted to make sure he had all the facts straight.
"Yes." Sara wasn't sure how Grissom was going to respond and suddenly she felt a little scared.
"You're sure about this?" Grissom stated.
"Yes, I'm very sure." Sara smiled at Nick who sat there wondering what Grissom was saying.
"Let me talk to Nick." Grissom instructed.
Sara handed the phone to Nick. "He wants to talk to you."
Nick looked nervous. "Grissom."
"You're sure about this, Nick?" Grissom was still trying to absorb the information.
"I'm more than sure, Gris." Nick grinned at Sara.
"I suppose we'll have a few things to talk about when you get back then." Grissom had begun compiling a mental list of the things he would have to do to make sure that two of his CSI marrying each other wouldn't affect the structure of his team.
"Uh, actually, Gris, we really wanted you to come. We want all of you to come." Nick had begun to feel a little less nervous.
Grissom let out a deep breath. "Nicky, I'll see what I can do. Give me a call after shift is over and I'll let you know what the situation is."
"You won't tell Catherine and Warrick will you? We kind of want to tell them ourselves." Nick sounded a bit sheepish.
"Nicky, it's a little late. They're both standing right here." Grissom informed him with a hint of amusement in his voice.