Nick arrived a moment behind them and saw them walk through the front doors together. He smiled to himself and grabbed his stuff as quickly as possible to run after them.

"Hey guys," he called out to them.

They turned around at the same time. He couldn't help thinking how cute they were together.

"Mobley wants you to ring, Grissom, when the file's ready."

Grissom nodded absently. He cast a questioning glance at Sara; had known this extra piece of information? She noticed the question and shrugged in reply. But she was watching Nick carefully. She tried to give him a warning stare. But he smiled a genuinely happy smile and she had to relent.

"I've got to get my stuff together for the Sheriff," Nick said apologetically.

He nodded to Sara with a wink and gesture towards Grissom before stepping around them and walking off down the corridor.

"What was that?" Grissom asked, having noticed Nick's behaviour.

"Ah…" Sara began. She wasn't sure what to say. Then she decided that the truth was what Nick wanted and wasn't sure how to say.

"Ah… Nick says congratulations."

"'Congratulations'?" Grissom asked after a moment, not working it out.

"Ah… for us. Working it out, or whatever."

She didn't want Grissom to think that she thought of their relationship like that. She reached for his hand, to establish connection again. Grissom gripped her hand. He still couldn't get his head around the fact that Nick knew. He didn't think that Sara would tell him. Or tell him so soon, even if she'd had a chance.

He didn't let go of her hand, but started walking down the hall.

"How does he know?" he asked, as casually as he could.

"Well, he always suspected I liked you. And I couldn't say I didn't, because you don't lie about those kinds of things. He rang this morning to tell me that Mobley was taking the evidence and he told me to pass on the message on to you. If he knew that you were coming to check up on me, then it's just that he saw us arrive together."

"He was always a good observer," Grissom said absently.

Sara grinned slightly. But she didn't say anything.

They made it to the break room before Grissom remembered that he probably shouldn't be holding Sara's hand here. He squeezed it gently, but before he let go Catherine charged out of the room in a mini rage. Sara dropped Grissom's hand and leaped out of the way.

Catherine only realised what she must have seen after she had broken the lovely tableau. She looked suspiciously from Grissom to Sara and back again.

"Oh, thank goodness," she said. "Something's going right today!"

She smiled. Her happiness at seeing them together was obviously enough to dispel her bad mood. Sara shrugged, but Grissom couldn't conceal his confusion quite so easily. Were they really that easy to work out? Then he remembered the strange conversation with the others he night before and felt that he probably deserved it.

Warrick followed Catherine out of the break room a moment later. He nodded only in passing to Grissomandsara and focused on Catherine.

"Are you okay, now, Cath?" he demanded.

"Yes, I am," she said brightly. She smiled at him, desperate to reassure him that she had gotten over whatever crackpot comment Mobley had. The bastard had no concept of science and the precision the discipline required. He didn't seem to understand that you couldn't beat information out of it like a suspect.

Warrick put one hand on her shoulder and tried to hold on the ground. The force annoyed her but the warmth of his hand was soothing. And so was the fact that he obviously knew what she was thinking. She hadn't thought someone knowing that would ever be a good thing. She shrugged and Warrick let her go.

Cath realised that Sara, at least, was watching Warrick curiously.

"Mobley wanted the burglary stuff the moment I got in. As if I hadn't got his message until AFTER I had left the lab this morning."

"Just ignore him, Cath. I can get it together, if you'd like."

"I've got it, Gil." Cath said. She flashed a reassuring smile at Warrick and nodded to Grissom before turning on her heel and stalking away.

"Hey, Cath," Sara called, "It might go right for you too."

Catherine stopped long enough to give Sara a scathing look. Some silent communication passed between the two women. Cath raised an eyebrow as if to say 'what do you know about it' and Sara scoffed incredulously.

"I'll need your report, Grissom." Catherine said before she disappeared.

"Hey, Warrick," Grissom greeted him.

He wasn't sure what had happened. But he thought that at least by saying 'hi' he could begin somewhere he was familiar. He didn't notice that Warrick was pulled out some reverie.

"Hi, guys, nice going," Warrick said, before wandering off to find Nick.

Grissom turned to Sara, bemused, but smiling. She smiled back.

THE END