Disclaimer: Same song, uh, I've lost track of the verses, but I'll say it again. I don't own them, I didn't create them, and I don't profit from them. And oh, as always, coffee with George would be nice.
I see the way his brow furrows, the way he looks longingly at her when he thinks no one is watching. I don't think she realizes that she completes his sentences half of the time and that when they work together, it's seamless. They don't really need to talk to communicate. He's yin. She's yang. And yet they are both oblivious.
I take a slow sip from my coffee cup. I'm glad that Greg Sanders is such a coffee aficionado, otherwise I'm sure we'd have to drink the same sludge that day shift does. Something tells me that this is probably going to be another long shift and right now I am relishing the time to sit and slowly taste my coffee.
I glance up as I notice him walking through the door. I smile, he's got a bit of a swagger and an ever present grin. An eternal optimist, and that's why I think the two of them would be perfect for each other. He brings her up and she levels him out.
"Catherine." He greets me as he pours himself a cup of coffee and joins me at the table.
"You're here early, Nicky." I grin at him. He's had some serious curve balls thrown at him over the course of his life, but he always seems to come out swinging and stay on top.
Nick chuckles softly. "Only way I can get a decent cup of coffee without paying four dollars for a latte at Starbucks."
I laugh. Nick can always make me smile. "You could always learn to make it."
Nick's eyebrows shoot up and he lets out a hearty laugh. "Now why would I want to do that? I'd miss getting to have coffee with such a beautiful woman as yourself."
I shake my head and laugh. "You're good for my ego."
He just grins at me and takes a sip from his coffee.
I'm distracted for a moment as Warrick saunters in. Does that man have any idea just how gorgeous he is? And those eyes. Some woman is going to be very lucky some day. For now, I'm just appreciative that the men I work with are so damn good looking.
"Hey, man." Nick greets Warrick, flashing him a grin. These two are like two peas in a pod and yet couldn't be any more different. Somehow they've managed to forge a close friendship and their friendly competition adds something to our team.
"Nick. Catherine." Warrick smiles in my direction as he pours himself a cup of coffee. "Grissom here yet?"
"Don't know, just got here." Nick glances over at the newspaper sitting on the table and I know that he's wondering where the sports page disappeared to.
"He's got a meeting with Atwater. Something about a microscope." Sometimes Gil could be so vague when he left me voicemail. If I'd relayed exactly what he'd said to me, I'm sure that would raise a few eyebrows, but what the rest of them don't know won't hurt them. For now, it's my little secret; ok, so it's his too.
"Oh." Nick acknowledges with his chin and then suddenly his face brightens and I glance over trying to conceal my own smile as Sara walks in.
"Hey, guys." Sara smiles as she glances over at Nick before looking at Warrick and I.
"Sara." I take a sip of my coffee in an attempt to hide my amusement. I glance over at Warrick and I know that he's thinking the same thing I am. Maybe we need to give these two a little push.
"Sara, you look different. Did you cut your hair?" Warrick looks at her curiously and I try not to laugh because I know that Sara did get her hair cut, about a week ago. Sometimes, as good as they are at being CSIs, these guys can be a little slow on the uptake.
Sara poured herself a cup of coffee and smirked at Warrick. "Last week."
Warrick just nodded and glanced over at me as I tried to suppress a smile.
"It looks nice, Sara." I could swear that Nick's drawl was a little more pronounced just then.
"Thanks." Was that a hint of a blush on Sara Sidle's cheeks?
I glance at Warrick again and I can tell he's thinking the same thing I am.
"So, Sara, are you seeing someone new?" I almost laugh at Warrick's question. He knows and I know that Sara's new hairstyle is fully for Nick's benefit, but she'd never admit that.
Sara looked slightly embarrassed by Warrick's question and smirked at him. "So I have to be seeing someone to look nice?"
Warrick chuckled. "A guy would be a damn fool to not ask you out, girl, with or without your haircut."
I glanced at Nick and he looked slightly uncomfortable by Warrick's words. Could it be that our Nicky with his reputation as a ladies man was afraid to ask out Sara Sidle?
"Thanks, Warrick." Sara smiled at him. I was glad that these two had finally become friends. When Sara had first joined our team, they didn't get along at all, and being Grissom, he'd assigned them to work together on numerous occasions and even though the man claims to not be good with people, for them it worked. Now they were good friends.
I glanced at Nick. He was studying Sara and I could tell that maybe he was wondering if Warrick was developing a thing for her. I wish I could just reassure him that Sara seems to only have eyes for him, but if I did that, he'd deny that it mattered to him. The question was how to get the two of them to notice that the other was interested without them knowing they were being pushed together. I'd have to give it some thought. Hopefully I'd be working with Warrick tonight and we could formulate some sort of plan. Heaven knows if I ended up working with Grissom that Nick and Sara would be the last thing on my mind.
And speaking of the man, he's finally here. I glance up and try and temper my smile behind my coffee cup. He meets my gaze for a brief moment and in that moment his eyes tell me volumes.
Grissom glances at Nick over the rim of his glasses. "Nicky, can I talk to you for a moment?"
Nick looks slightly perplexed but nods. "Sure, Gris."
Grissom gestures for him to follow him out into the hallway and part of me wonders if this has something to do with the promotion that both he and Sara applied for. As I watch the exchange through the window, I see Nick's shoulders sag ever so slightly and then he just shrugs and that ever present grin is back on his face. He glances at Sara through the glass for a moment and then I see Grissom's brow furrow and his head nod before they both return to the break room.
I glance at Sara and I'm not sure whether she noticed the exchange between Nick and Grissom or not because she and Warrick are laughing about something that I missed.
"Sara?" Grissom beckons her to follow him. "I need to speak with you for a moment."
She looks at Nick quizzically, but his expression doesn't give away anything as he looks at her. It isn't until after she follows Grissom into the hallway that I see concern flicker across Nick's face. I watch as Grissom tells Sara something and from her body language I'm assuming she's not happy with whatever he's telling her.
The pieces slide together and I realize that part of the message that Gil left me had to do with the promotion which was put on hold in favor of getting a new microscope for the department. I was so distracted by the other things he'd left on my voicemail that I'd sort of filtered them out. No wonder Sara looked somewhat perturbed as she and Grissom walked back into the break room. I knew how much she'd wanted that promotion and I also knew that he'd recommended Nick instead of her.
As she sat down, Sara glanced over at Nick with a slightly hurt expression. He glanced at her and I could tell he was saying something to her with his eyes. I knew that he was exercising restraint because his muscles looked tense and I could tell that he really wanted to give her a hug, but was holding himself in check.
"Ok, we've got a full shift. Nick and Sara, you've got a 419 at the Monaco. Warrick, you and Catherine need to meet Brass at milepost 69 on I- 15." He seemed to be concluding his briefing.
"What about you, Gil?" I queried him with one eyebrow raised.
He had a boyish smirk on his face. "I've got to see a man about some bugs."
I see the way his brow furrows, the way he looks longingly at her when he thinks no one is watching. I don't think she realizes that she completes his sentences half of the time and that when they work together, it's seamless. They don't really need to talk to communicate. He's yin. She's yang. And yet they are both oblivious.
I take a slow sip from my coffee cup. I'm glad that Greg Sanders is such a coffee aficionado, otherwise I'm sure we'd have to drink the same sludge that day shift does. Something tells me that this is probably going to be another long shift and right now I am relishing the time to sit and slowly taste my coffee.
I glance up as I notice him walking through the door. I smile, he's got a bit of a swagger and an ever present grin. An eternal optimist, and that's why I think the two of them would be perfect for each other. He brings her up and she levels him out.
"Catherine." He greets me as he pours himself a cup of coffee and joins me at the table.
"You're here early, Nicky." I grin at him. He's had some serious curve balls thrown at him over the course of his life, but he always seems to come out swinging and stay on top.
Nick chuckles softly. "Only way I can get a decent cup of coffee without paying four dollars for a latte at Starbucks."
I laugh. Nick can always make me smile. "You could always learn to make it."
Nick's eyebrows shoot up and he lets out a hearty laugh. "Now why would I want to do that? I'd miss getting to have coffee with such a beautiful woman as yourself."
I shake my head and laugh. "You're good for my ego."
He just grins at me and takes a sip from his coffee.
I'm distracted for a moment as Warrick saunters in. Does that man have any idea just how gorgeous he is? And those eyes. Some woman is going to be very lucky some day. For now, I'm just appreciative that the men I work with are so damn good looking.
"Hey, man." Nick greets Warrick, flashing him a grin. These two are like two peas in a pod and yet couldn't be any more different. Somehow they've managed to forge a close friendship and their friendly competition adds something to our team.
"Nick. Catherine." Warrick smiles in my direction as he pours himself a cup of coffee. "Grissom here yet?"
"Don't know, just got here." Nick glances over at the newspaper sitting on the table and I know that he's wondering where the sports page disappeared to.
"He's got a meeting with Atwater. Something about a microscope." Sometimes Gil could be so vague when he left me voicemail. If I'd relayed exactly what he'd said to me, I'm sure that would raise a few eyebrows, but what the rest of them don't know won't hurt them. For now, it's my little secret; ok, so it's his too.
"Oh." Nick acknowledges with his chin and then suddenly his face brightens and I glance over trying to conceal my own smile as Sara walks in.
"Hey, guys." Sara smiles as she glances over at Nick before looking at Warrick and I.
"Sara." I take a sip of my coffee in an attempt to hide my amusement. I glance over at Warrick and I know that he's thinking the same thing I am. Maybe we need to give these two a little push.
"Sara, you look different. Did you cut your hair?" Warrick looks at her curiously and I try not to laugh because I know that Sara did get her hair cut, about a week ago. Sometimes, as good as they are at being CSIs, these guys can be a little slow on the uptake.
Sara poured herself a cup of coffee and smirked at Warrick. "Last week."
Warrick just nodded and glanced over at me as I tried to suppress a smile.
"It looks nice, Sara." I could swear that Nick's drawl was a little more pronounced just then.
"Thanks." Was that a hint of a blush on Sara Sidle's cheeks?
I glance at Warrick again and I can tell he's thinking the same thing I am.
"So, Sara, are you seeing someone new?" I almost laugh at Warrick's question. He knows and I know that Sara's new hairstyle is fully for Nick's benefit, but she'd never admit that.
Sara looked slightly embarrassed by Warrick's question and smirked at him. "So I have to be seeing someone to look nice?"
Warrick chuckled. "A guy would be a damn fool to not ask you out, girl, with or without your haircut."
I glanced at Nick and he looked slightly uncomfortable by Warrick's words. Could it be that our Nicky with his reputation as a ladies man was afraid to ask out Sara Sidle?
"Thanks, Warrick." Sara smiled at him. I was glad that these two had finally become friends. When Sara had first joined our team, they didn't get along at all, and being Grissom, he'd assigned them to work together on numerous occasions and even though the man claims to not be good with people, for them it worked. Now they were good friends.
I glanced at Nick. He was studying Sara and I could tell that maybe he was wondering if Warrick was developing a thing for her. I wish I could just reassure him that Sara seems to only have eyes for him, but if I did that, he'd deny that it mattered to him. The question was how to get the two of them to notice that the other was interested without them knowing they were being pushed together. I'd have to give it some thought. Hopefully I'd be working with Warrick tonight and we could formulate some sort of plan. Heaven knows if I ended up working with Grissom that Nick and Sara would be the last thing on my mind.
And speaking of the man, he's finally here. I glance up and try and temper my smile behind my coffee cup. He meets my gaze for a brief moment and in that moment his eyes tell me volumes.
Grissom glances at Nick over the rim of his glasses. "Nicky, can I talk to you for a moment?"
Nick looks slightly perplexed but nods. "Sure, Gris."
Grissom gestures for him to follow him out into the hallway and part of me wonders if this has something to do with the promotion that both he and Sara applied for. As I watch the exchange through the window, I see Nick's shoulders sag ever so slightly and then he just shrugs and that ever present grin is back on his face. He glances at Sara through the glass for a moment and then I see Grissom's brow furrow and his head nod before they both return to the break room.
I glance at Sara and I'm not sure whether she noticed the exchange between Nick and Grissom or not because she and Warrick are laughing about something that I missed.
"Sara?" Grissom beckons her to follow him. "I need to speak with you for a moment."
She looks at Nick quizzically, but his expression doesn't give away anything as he looks at her. It isn't until after she follows Grissom into the hallway that I see concern flicker across Nick's face. I watch as Grissom tells Sara something and from her body language I'm assuming she's not happy with whatever he's telling her.
The pieces slide together and I realize that part of the message that Gil left me had to do with the promotion which was put on hold in favor of getting a new microscope for the department. I was so distracted by the other things he'd left on my voicemail that I'd sort of filtered them out. No wonder Sara looked somewhat perturbed as she and Grissom walked back into the break room. I knew how much she'd wanted that promotion and I also knew that he'd recommended Nick instead of her.
As she sat down, Sara glanced over at Nick with a slightly hurt expression. He glanced at her and I could tell he was saying something to her with his eyes. I knew that he was exercising restraint because his muscles looked tense and I could tell that he really wanted to give her a hug, but was holding himself in check.
"Ok, we've got a full shift. Nick and Sara, you've got a 419 at the Monaco. Warrick, you and Catherine need to meet Brass at milepost 69 on I- 15." He seemed to be concluding his briefing.
"What about you, Gil?" I queried him with one eyebrow raised.
He had a boyish smirk on his face. "I've got to see a man about some bugs."