I never really got to talk to Warrick about Nick and Sara during our case. It was a messy one, the kind that makes you wonder why you really do this for a living. I was tired, Warrick was tired, and by the look on Brass' face, he was tired too. There is just something horrifying about having to bag that many samples, which at the start of the day had been in one piece.
We got back to the lab and began the process of checking the evidence in. I was thankful that David had come to the scene and taken away our multitude of biological samples. He's a good kid. Why he decided to become a pathologist is beyond me, but he's a good kid and I think under the direction of Doc Robbins, he's going to be one of the best medical examiners in the country at some point in his career.
All I want to do right now is go home and soak in a bubble bath, well unless he has other plans. The thought alone brings a smile to my face. Lindsey is away at camp for two weeks so I don't have to worry about explaining to her why 'Uncle Gil' is running around naked in the house. Not that I would have him there like that if she was home. Maybe someday she'll know about us, but for now, no one really knows and we both would like to keep it that way, at least a while longer, although why either of us is waiting is pretty ridiculous considering how long we've known each other.
You know it amazes me how the rest of the team hasn't figured out that Gil and I are together, but then again sometimes you completely miss what's right under your nose, Nick and Sara being a case in point.
After what seems like an eternity, Warrick and I finally finish logging the evidence in and now I think a break is in order. Warrick ambles slightly ahead of me and I can't help myself as my eyes travel down the line of his body. Have I mentioned that he is going to make some woman very happy someday, once he realizes what a catch he is and finds a nice girl with a bit of a wild streak? I can't say that I'm too pleased with most of the girls he hooks up with, at least the ones we get to hear about. He deserves far better.
As we round the corner into the break room, I notice a couple of things that make me want to smile. First of all, Nick and Sara are sitting on the couch. Now that in and of itself isn't very remarkable. I mean they are friends, and they've been known to do that. What strikes me as amusing is the fact that in the split second it took them to notice Warrick and I, the distance between them went from barely perceptible to about six inches. I do my best to try and swallow my smile and walk over to the coffee machine to get some caffeine that I have a feeling that I'll be needing for a little extra energy later. Oh, I did say that a couple of things made me want to smile. Well, as soon as the two of them scooted apart, I would swear under oath that Sara's cheeks turned pink.
"Hey, guys, how was your case?" Sara looks a little too interested in my case and I know that she is hoping that neither of us noticed just how close together she and Nick had been sitting.
"Ugly." Warrick responds before I can and as I glance over at him I can tell that he didn't miss what I saw either.
Nick winces. "I heard David's gonna be looking at baggies for quite a while." There is just something about the way he's sitting there that reminds me of that confident swagger he walks with, and I have to wonder what the two of them were talking about before we walked in.
Warrick nods. "Quite awhile."
I take another sip of my coffee and smile. This is really good. If I didn't think he'd take it the wrong way, I'd kiss Greg for making sure we have this to get us through shift. I glance at Nick and Sara and I notice that they are trying really hard to not look at each other, which really piques my interest as to what the topic of discussion was before we walked in.
I set my coffee cup down on the counter. "Have you seen Grissom?" I hope that my tone is casual. I mean it's a normal question, I've asked it numerous times.
"Uh, I think he's in his office." Sara was pretty quick to volunteer the information. There was a time that her interest in Gil worried me, but I think the way she looks at Nick makes it pretty obvious that it's in the past.
I smile at her. "Thanks." For some reason, I feel the need to offer an explanation for why I want to know his whereabouts. I'm not sure if that will fuel suspicion or help defuse it, but either way, the words are out before I even think. "I'm going to see about taking at least one night off while Lindsey's at camp."
As I turn and head out of the break room down the hall towards Grissom's office I can't keep the smile off of my face. I'm hoping that there is some way that I can get him to take the same night off. Now that really would fuel suspicion, but at the same time, the rest of them have to suspect something. Don't they?
I lean against the door frame and study him for a moment and I wonder if he knows I'm there.
"Catherine, you can come in if you want to." There is a playful tone in his voice and I find it a bit endearing that he doesn't even look up.
"No need." I really just enjoy the sight of him, watching him work, watching him eat, and when I get the chance, watching him sleep. Who would have ever thought that I'd fall for a geeky scientist?
He glances up and I smile. "Did you need something?" There is a double meaning in those words.
"I'm just heading home." I raise a single eyebrow at him and smirk.
"That's good to know." He purses his lips together to keep from smiling wider and turns his attention back to the file he's been studying.
I turn and head down the hallway towards the locker room to collect my things. I know from experience that barring a phone call from the sheriff or a break in his current case, I can expect him on my doorstep in about an hour. I slow as I near the door to the locker room and try and tune my ears in to the conversation filtering out into the hallway. A smile plays at my lips as I realize it's Nick and Sara talking.
"So, you don't want me to bring anything?" Sara's tone seems a bit unsure, but a little giddy all at the same time.
"No, just yourself. I've got everything we need, and don't worry, I won't even have meat myself." Is it my imagination or is his drawl a bit thicker than normal?
"You don't have to do that. I mean it's your house. You can eat whatever you want." Sara seems impressed, and if Nick's a smart man, he won't listen to her words, he'll read between the lines.
"Well, today I don't want meat." I can tell he's got a big grin on his face and I'm silently cheering him for having Sara over for breakfast.
"Are Warrick and Greg coming?" Sara seems very intent on knowing exactly what she's getting herself into and I think she just wants to clarify if she and Nick will be alone.
"Uh, Greg has a date, good for him, and I don't know about Warrick." Nick replies with an obvious smile in his voice. I'm glad Greg has a date, otherwise, he would definitely be at Nick's, and if Warrick is a smart man, he will find a way to gracefully bow out.
As much as I thought they needed a push, maybe they don't. I think I'll have to watch and listen for the next few days and see what happens. But for now, I need my things so I'm going to have to break up their conversation.
Glancing at the pair as I enter the locker room, I could swear that Nick looks guilty as hell, but from the conversation I overheard, I know all it's about is breakfast; not really something to get embarrassed about. And there is that telltale blush on Sara's cheeks again.
Part of me wants to just tell them to get it over with, but then we are talking about two of the slowest people I know when it comes to seeing what's right under their noses. Ok, besides Gil and I.
We got back to the lab and began the process of checking the evidence in. I was thankful that David had come to the scene and taken away our multitude of biological samples. He's a good kid. Why he decided to become a pathologist is beyond me, but he's a good kid and I think under the direction of Doc Robbins, he's going to be one of the best medical examiners in the country at some point in his career.
All I want to do right now is go home and soak in a bubble bath, well unless he has other plans. The thought alone brings a smile to my face. Lindsey is away at camp for two weeks so I don't have to worry about explaining to her why 'Uncle Gil' is running around naked in the house. Not that I would have him there like that if she was home. Maybe someday she'll know about us, but for now, no one really knows and we both would like to keep it that way, at least a while longer, although why either of us is waiting is pretty ridiculous considering how long we've known each other.
You know it amazes me how the rest of the team hasn't figured out that Gil and I are together, but then again sometimes you completely miss what's right under your nose, Nick and Sara being a case in point.
After what seems like an eternity, Warrick and I finally finish logging the evidence in and now I think a break is in order. Warrick ambles slightly ahead of me and I can't help myself as my eyes travel down the line of his body. Have I mentioned that he is going to make some woman very happy someday, once he realizes what a catch he is and finds a nice girl with a bit of a wild streak? I can't say that I'm too pleased with most of the girls he hooks up with, at least the ones we get to hear about. He deserves far better.
As we round the corner into the break room, I notice a couple of things that make me want to smile. First of all, Nick and Sara are sitting on the couch. Now that in and of itself isn't very remarkable. I mean they are friends, and they've been known to do that. What strikes me as amusing is the fact that in the split second it took them to notice Warrick and I, the distance between them went from barely perceptible to about six inches. I do my best to try and swallow my smile and walk over to the coffee machine to get some caffeine that I have a feeling that I'll be needing for a little extra energy later. Oh, I did say that a couple of things made me want to smile. Well, as soon as the two of them scooted apart, I would swear under oath that Sara's cheeks turned pink.
"Hey, guys, how was your case?" Sara looks a little too interested in my case and I know that she is hoping that neither of us noticed just how close together she and Nick had been sitting.
"Ugly." Warrick responds before I can and as I glance over at him I can tell that he didn't miss what I saw either.
Nick winces. "I heard David's gonna be looking at baggies for quite a while." There is just something about the way he's sitting there that reminds me of that confident swagger he walks with, and I have to wonder what the two of them were talking about before we walked in.
Warrick nods. "Quite awhile."
I take another sip of my coffee and smile. This is really good. If I didn't think he'd take it the wrong way, I'd kiss Greg for making sure we have this to get us through shift. I glance at Nick and Sara and I notice that they are trying really hard to not look at each other, which really piques my interest as to what the topic of discussion was before we walked in.
I set my coffee cup down on the counter. "Have you seen Grissom?" I hope that my tone is casual. I mean it's a normal question, I've asked it numerous times.
"Uh, I think he's in his office." Sara was pretty quick to volunteer the information. There was a time that her interest in Gil worried me, but I think the way she looks at Nick makes it pretty obvious that it's in the past.
I smile at her. "Thanks." For some reason, I feel the need to offer an explanation for why I want to know his whereabouts. I'm not sure if that will fuel suspicion or help defuse it, but either way, the words are out before I even think. "I'm going to see about taking at least one night off while Lindsey's at camp."
As I turn and head out of the break room down the hall towards Grissom's office I can't keep the smile off of my face. I'm hoping that there is some way that I can get him to take the same night off. Now that really would fuel suspicion, but at the same time, the rest of them have to suspect something. Don't they?
I lean against the door frame and study him for a moment and I wonder if he knows I'm there.
"Catherine, you can come in if you want to." There is a playful tone in his voice and I find it a bit endearing that he doesn't even look up.
"No need." I really just enjoy the sight of him, watching him work, watching him eat, and when I get the chance, watching him sleep. Who would have ever thought that I'd fall for a geeky scientist?
He glances up and I smile. "Did you need something?" There is a double meaning in those words.
"I'm just heading home." I raise a single eyebrow at him and smirk.
"That's good to know." He purses his lips together to keep from smiling wider and turns his attention back to the file he's been studying.
I turn and head down the hallway towards the locker room to collect my things. I know from experience that barring a phone call from the sheriff or a break in his current case, I can expect him on my doorstep in about an hour. I slow as I near the door to the locker room and try and tune my ears in to the conversation filtering out into the hallway. A smile plays at my lips as I realize it's Nick and Sara talking.
"So, you don't want me to bring anything?" Sara's tone seems a bit unsure, but a little giddy all at the same time.
"No, just yourself. I've got everything we need, and don't worry, I won't even have meat myself." Is it my imagination or is his drawl a bit thicker than normal?
"You don't have to do that. I mean it's your house. You can eat whatever you want." Sara seems impressed, and if Nick's a smart man, he won't listen to her words, he'll read between the lines.
"Well, today I don't want meat." I can tell he's got a big grin on his face and I'm silently cheering him for having Sara over for breakfast.
"Are Warrick and Greg coming?" Sara seems very intent on knowing exactly what she's getting herself into and I think she just wants to clarify if she and Nick will be alone.
"Uh, Greg has a date, good for him, and I don't know about Warrick." Nick replies with an obvious smile in his voice. I'm glad Greg has a date, otherwise, he would definitely be at Nick's, and if Warrick is a smart man, he will find a way to gracefully bow out.
As much as I thought they needed a push, maybe they don't. I think I'll have to watch and listen for the next few days and see what happens. But for now, I need my things so I'm going to have to break up their conversation.
Glancing at the pair as I enter the locker room, I could swear that Nick looks guilty as hell, but from the conversation I overheard, I know all it's about is breakfast; not really something to get embarrassed about. And there is that telltale blush on Sara's cheeks again.
Part of me wants to just tell them to get it over with, but then we are talking about two of the slowest people I know when it comes to seeing what's right under their noses. Ok, besides Gil and I.