You know, I saw something this evening when I pulled into the parking lot that brought a smile to my face. Not that I didn't already have a smile, because let me tell you, while my bug man might seem mild mannered, he is in reality quite a tiger. But I digress.

I was sitting there in the parking lot trying to make sure that I didn't have any telltale signs of my off hours activities when I dropped something on the floor of my SUV. Why there seems to be a vacuum component to gravity when the law is applied inside of a vehicle is beyond me. Well, getting back to my point. I tossed my makeup bag on the front passenger seat, and unfortunately, it didn't stay on the seat, it tipped over and the entire contents cascaded onto the floor. So I leaned over, straining to try and reach my mascara and lipstick which had managed to roll under the seat. I'm not sure how long it took me to find everything and put it back in the bag, but it must have been quite a while.

I say this because when I sat back up the sight before me was quite the pleasant surprise. Nick and Sara were standing near one of their vehicles, with the department issued SUVs, they all seem to look the same, anyway, back to the point. Nick and Sara were standing there and Nick reaches over and tucks Sara's hair behind her ear. A sweet gesture if I've ever seen one. But what came next is what really made me smile. He glanced around and then leaned over and gave her a quick peck on the cheek. I guess breakfast went well.

I don't think that either of them saw me and I waited a good five minutes after that before I exited my vehicle so as to not intrude on the moment. The last thing the two of them need is to get gun shy about each other when it seems that they've made so much progress all on their own. Of course since they've been openly flirting for over four years, it's about time. But who am I to judge? I've been friends with Gil for over fifteen and we've only recently woken up ourselves.

I think I must have had an extra bounce in my step or something because as soon as I walked into the break room, three sets of eyes were on me. I raised my eyebrows cautiously. "What?"

Warrick let out a low deep chuckle from behind his coffee cup and didn't say a word.

Sara was smiling far too widely for just my entrance. At least in my opinion after what I'd witnessed in the parking lot. In any case, she too was sipping a cup of coffee and not saying a word.

Nick on the other hand, was grinning widely, not unusual for him, but I think it had more to do with Sara than with me. In that slow easy drawl of his, which I'm sure could melt butter on the coldest day of the year, he finally spoke up. "You seem a little too happy tonight." There was so much in the simple little statement that I think I'd finally raised some suspicions in my coworkers minds.

"Too happy." I deadpanned as I walked over toward the coffee machine. Damn I needed caffeine. I didn't really get very much sleep between the end of the last shift and now. Of course, that wasn't really my fault. I think someone was trying to set an endurance record since Lindsey wasn't around.

Warrick chuckled again. "You have that look." I knew exactly what he meant, and there was probably some truth to it. Hell there was a lot of truth to it, but I wasn't about to spill anything.

"I don't know what you mean." I smiled behind my freshly poured cup of coffee and tried to feign innocence. I'm sure that none of them were buying it by the looks on their faces, but then again, they can't prove anything.

"Oh, good, you're all here." The tone in Gil's voice is a little too bright and as oblivious as he seems at the moment, he might as well have announced to all three of them that we're an item. The looks on all of their faces tell me that they've put the pieces together and come to their own conclusions. They just need evidence to back it up.

I glance over at Gil and try and restrain a smile as he looks at everyone quizzically. When he looks at me, I simply raise a single eyebrow and I think he can tell that the lifetime of our secret is nearly up.

"Did I miss something?" There is something amused about his tone, but the effect it has on the three younger members of our team is denial.

"Uh, no." Nick is the first one to jump onto the denial bandwagon.

"We were just saying that Catherine looks nice." Sara smiled at him widely, perhaps a little too widely, before she glanced at Warrick and Nick. "Weren't we, guys?"

I resist the urge to chuckle. Sara is a terrible liar.

Warrick gives Gil a meaningful stare. "Yeah, don't you think so, Gris?"

Gil ignores him and looks at me appreciatively. Ok, now is not the time for my knees to go weak. That is a look that he's made a point not to give me at work. He smiles at me and there is clearly mischief in his eyes. "You do look nice today, Catherine."

Ok, someone needs to put a stop to this so we can all get some work done. I'm sure somewhere in Vegas someone is creating a crime scene with my name on it. "Assignments?" I lift my coffee cup up to my lips to hide my smile.

It's as if I've introduced a new idea. Gil smiles and then turns to the rest of the group and began to hand out assignment slips. "Warrick, you've got a B&E. Take Greg with you. Nick and Sara, DB in a crawl space. Catherine, you're with me." There is an amused twinkle in those eyes of his.

I glanced over at Warrick and he's just shaking his head and chuckling as he gets up to go look for Greg. Nick and Sara seem to be trying to not look so obvious about looking at each other, but in reality, they really aren't fooling anyone. As they leave, I glance over at Gil. "I think they know."

Gil smirks. "But they can't prove anything. Besides, Warrick is the only one who isn't distracted."

I've shared my opinions about Nick and Sara with Gil and he agrees that it's about time the two of them did something about all that flirting. "And yet you keep putting them on cases together."

"You don't approve?" Gil looks a bit surprised.

"I didn't say that." I defend as I empty out the rest of my coffee in the sink.

"They work well together." He explained.

"I know." I smile at him and I think if anyone walked into the room at that moment there would be no denying that something was going on between us.

"So do we." Gil looked pleased.

I had to swallow my smile and try and concentrate on whatever case we were going to work on otherwise, there was no way I was going to be able to get through shift without pulling him into a dark corner and well, I think you get the general idea. "What are we working on?"

I could swear that several things crossed his mind before he spoke a few seconds later. "Follow up from my case last night. I thought you might be able to provide a little insight. After that, paperwork."

Since I've known him a long time, I can tell when he's feeding me a line of bull, and that's as thick as I've ever heard from him. "Follow up?" I'm sure my expression is a bit skeptical.

He purses his lips together to hide his amusement. "I need your help to test a theory. It might take a little while."

"Oh?" I smile at him and follow as he heads out of the break room and down the hall towards his office.

I'm not sure exactly what he has in mind, but with the door locked and the blinds drawn, I've got a pretty good idea.

I just hope the walls are soundproof.