"So rumor has it you and Sara went on a date." Warrick closed his locker and attached his ID badge onto his belt. "Some kind of dinner cruise." He looked at Nick a bit skeptically.
Nick restrained his smile as he closed the door to his own locker. "It's not a rumor, man."
"So you're telling me that you took Sara, our Sara, on a date." Warrick's tone was unflappably big brother in tone.
Nick nodded, his restraint losing its grip on his smile. "We had a good time too."
"Just how good of a time are we talking about?" Warrick's interest had nothing to do with the fact that they were standing in a locker room, and he crossed his arms across his chest to emphasize that.
"Step back, Rick." Nick chuckled at Warrick's protective stance. "We had a very good time, but if you think I would push things too far too soon with her then you don't know me as well as you think you do, bro."
Just then the lady in question walked into the locker room with a smile on her face. "Hey, guys." She noticed the slight tension in the air and then looked at Nick quizzically.
He grinned at her. "Warrick's just trying to defend your honor, Sar." He looked over at Warrick and raised his eyebrow.
Sara smirked at the tall lanky man. "Thanks, but he was a perfect gentleman." She flashed a toothy smile Nick's direction as she opened her locker.
"You'll let me know if he gets out of line won't you?" Warrick glanced at Nick with a meaningful stare as he directed his question to Sara.
Sara let out a soft laugh as she clipped her ID badge to her belt. "I really don't think you need to worry, Warrick, but thank you."
Warrick looked at Nick a bit warily. "Alright then."
"In fact we're going out again." She smiled at Nick.
Warrick let out a low chuckle as he regarded his two friends looking at each other with dopey grins on their faces. "So this date wasn't a one time thing then." He said it more to confirm what he was seeing than to question them.
Nick shook his head, but kept his gaze on Sara. "No, definitely not a one time thing."
Sara felt her cheeks flush a little and she glanced over at her locker as she shut the door. "I'll see you guys in the break room." She smiled at Nick again and then breezed past him and Warrick and out the door into the hallway.
Warrick leaned his shoulder against the bay of lockers. "So how long has this been going on? I mean besides the fact that you've had a thing for her for years."
Nick looked a little taken aback by Warrick's statement. "What do you mean 'years'?"
Warrick scoffed. "Don't try and tell me that you haven't wanted to ask her out almost as long as she's worked her."
"I'll admit that I've wanted to ask her out for a while, but I think 'years' is pushing it. Besides, she wouldn't have been interested before anyway." Nick defended.
Warrick chuckled. "You didn't answer my other question. How long has this 'thing' been going on?"
A pleased smile spread across Nick's face. "Last night was our first date."
Warrick's eyebrows arched upwards. "And you took her on a dinner cruise."
Nick nodded. "Someone taped an envelope to my locker with a couple of tickets in it and I asked her if she wanted to go." Nick gestured towards the locker room door indicating that they'd better get to the briefing.
"Who gave you the tickets?" Warrick looked at him quizzically.
Nick shook his head as they entered the hallway. "I have no idea. I didn't recognize the handwriting, but there's something vaguely familiar about it."
"Uh, huh." Warrick looked doubtful.
Nick held up his hands. "Seriously, man. I have no idea who put them there. But if I ever find out, I plan on thanking them." A wide smile spread across his face. "That was one of the best first dates I've ever had." He furrowed his brow for a moment. "Except for the part where Hank showed up."
Warrick stopped. "Hank? You mean as in Hank?"
Nick nodded. "Yeah, he was there on the dinner cruise with his girlfriend, or rather I should say fiancée; he proposed to her last night."
Warrick looked concerned. "How did Sara take running into him?"
"Better than I did, but then she didn't overhear what I did. I'm just glad she found out what he was really like before things ever got serious between them, even if it was the hard way." Nick replied thoughtfully.
They entered the break room and noticed that the rest of the team was already assembled. Nick quickly took a seat next to Sara and exchanged a flirtatious smile with her before turning towards Grissom.
The exchange wasn't lost on anyone else in the room, and while Catherine couldn't stop smiling, Grissom looked a bit perplexed by the whole turn of events. Warrick settled himself at the table after he'd poured himself a cup of coffee.
Grissom glanced at Catherine with a raised eyebrow. "Where's Greg?"
"Right here, boss." Greg sounded slightly out of breath. "I was just trying to finish running that test you wanted."
Grissom looked at him with impatience. "Well?"
"Still running." Greg grinned as he sat down and glanced over at Nick and Sara. He lowered his voice a bit conspiratorially. "So how was your hot date in the Porsche last night?" His tone implied quite a bit.
Sara looked at Greg and narrowed her gaze into a glare.
Nick could see her discomfort at being put on the hot seat and decided to nip thing in the bud. He cleared his throat and glanced around the table at the faces of his curious coworkers. "Sara and I had a nice time. We're going out again. End of story. We're not going to give all of you a play by play."
Grissom's tone had an edge of exasperation. "Now if we're done discussing everyone's personal lives, we have work to do." He glanced over at Catherine. "Cath, I want you and Greg to follow up on our vic from the video store parking lot." He glanced down at the sheet in front of him and made some mental adjustments before looking up again. "Warrick, I want you and Sara to meet Vega. We've got a possible gang related drive by shooting a few blocks from the strip. The Sheriff is a little hot to contain this." He turned his attention to Nick as one corner of his mouth twitched upwards. "Nicky, you're with me."
Nick felt a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach. Being paired with Grissom on a case after going on a date with Sara was akin to going target shooting with your girlfriend's father with a bull's eye on your shirt. He had a feeling that it was going to be a long shift.
Nick restrained his smile as he closed the door to his own locker. "It's not a rumor, man."
"So you're telling me that you took Sara, our Sara, on a date." Warrick's tone was unflappably big brother in tone.
Nick nodded, his restraint losing its grip on his smile. "We had a good time too."
"Just how good of a time are we talking about?" Warrick's interest had nothing to do with the fact that they were standing in a locker room, and he crossed his arms across his chest to emphasize that.
"Step back, Rick." Nick chuckled at Warrick's protective stance. "We had a very good time, but if you think I would push things too far too soon with her then you don't know me as well as you think you do, bro."
Just then the lady in question walked into the locker room with a smile on her face. "Hey, guys." She noticed the slight tension in the air and then looked at Nick quizzically.
He grinned at her. "Warrick's just trying to defend your honor, Sar." He looked over at Warrick and raised his eyebrow.
Sara smirked at the tall lanky man. "Thanks, but he was a perfect gentleman." She flashed a toothy smile Nick's direction as she opened her locker.
"You'll let me know if he gets out of line won't you?" Warrick glanced at Nick with a meaningful stare as he directed his question to Sara.
Sara let out a soft laugh as she clipped her ID badge to her belt. "I really don't think you need to worry, Warrick, but thank you."
Warrick looked at Nick a bit warily. "Alright then."
"In fact we're going out again." She smiled at Nick.
Warrick let out a low chuckle as he regarded his two friends looking at each other with dopey grins on their faces. "So this date wasn't a one time thing then." He said it more to confirm what he was seeing than to question them.
Nick shook his head, but kept his gaze on Sara. "No, definitely not a one time thing."
Sara felt her cheeks flush a little and she glanced over at her locker as she shut the door. "I'll see you guys in the break room." She smiled at Nick again and then breezed past him and Warrick and out the door into the hallway.
Warrick leaned his shoulder against the bay of lockers. "So how long has this been going on? I mean besides the fact that you've had a thing for her for years."
Nick looked a little taken aback by Warrick's statement. "What do you mean 'years'?"
Warrick scoffed. "Don't try and tell me that you haven't wanted to ask her out almost as long as she's worked her."
"I'll admit that I've wanted to ask her out for a while, but I think 'years' is pushing it. Besides, she wouldn't have been interested before anyway." Nick defended.
Warrick chuckled. "You didn't answer my other question. How long has this 'thing' been going on?"
A pleased smile spread across Nick's face. "Last night was our first date."
Warrick's eyebrows arched upwards. "And you took her on a dinner cruise."
Nick nodded. "Someone taped an envelope to my locker with a couple of tickets in it and I asked her if she wanted to go." Nick gestured towards the locker room door indicating that they'd better get to the briefing.
"Who gave you the tickets?" Warrick looked at him quizzically.
Nick shook his head as they entered the hallway. "I have no idea. I didn't recognize the handwriting, but there's something vaguely familiar about it."
"Uh, huh." Warrick looked doubtful.
Nick held up his hands. "Seriously, man. I have no idea who put them there. But if I ever find out, I plan on thanking them." A wide smile spread across his face. "That was one of the best first dates I've ever had." He furrowed his brow for a moment. "Except for the part where Hank showed up."
Warrick stopped. "Hank? You mean as in Hank?"
Nick nodded. "Yeah, he was there on the dinner cruise with his girlfriend, or rather I should say fiancée; he proposed to her last night."
Warrick looked concerned. "How did Sara take running into him?"
"Better than I did, but then she didn't overhear what I did. I'm just glad she found out what he was really like before things ever got serious between them, even if it was the hard way." Nick replied thoughtfully.
They entered the break room and noticed that the rest of the team was already assembled. Nick quickly took a seat next to Sara and exchanged a flirtatious smile with her before turning towards Grissom.
The exchange wasn't lost on anyone else in the room, and while Catherine couldn't stop smiling, Grissom looked a bit perplexed by the whole turn of events. Warrick settled himself at the table after he'd poured himself a cup of coffee.
Grissom glanced at Catherine with a raised eyebrow. "Where's Greg?"
"Right here, boss." Greg sounded slightly out of breath. "I was just trying to finish running that test you wanted."
Grissom looked at him with impatience. "Well?"
"Still running." Greg grinned as he sat down and glanced over at Nick and Sara. He lowered his voice a bit conspiratorially. "So how was your hot date in the Porsche last night?" His tone implied quite a bit.
Sara looked at Greg and narrowed her gaze into a glare.
Nick could see her discomfort at being put on the hot seat and decided to nip thing in the bud. He cleared his throat and glanced around the table at the faces of his curious coworkers. "Sara and I had a nice time. We're going out again. End of story. We're not going to give all of you a play by play."
Grissom's tone had an edge of exasperation. "Now if we're done discussing everyone's personal lives, we have work to do." He glanced over at Catherine. "Cath, I want you and Greg to follow up on our vic from the video store parking lot." He glanced down at the sheet in front of him and made some mental adjustments before looking up again. "Warrick, I want you and Sara to meet Vega. We've got a possible gang related drive by shooting a few blocks from the strip. The Sheriff is a little hot to contain this." He turned his attention to Nick as one corner of his mouth twitched upwards. "Nicky, you're with me."
Nick felt a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach. Being paired with Grissom on a case after going on a date with Sara was akin to going target shooting with your girlfriend's father with a bull's eye on your shirt. He had a feeling that it was going to be a long shift.