Sunday, July 20th, 2003

9:24 am

Several beads of sweat roll down the back of Warrick's neck, joining his already soaking wet, light grey wifebeater as he viciously punches the heavy bag, making the chains rattle.

The memories of Dani's crying and terrified face flash though his mind, making him wince. Beautiful blue eyes that used to sparkle and a warm, genuine smile, replaced by a mask, hiding the shadows and fear.

Only once before has he seen her in such pain. The difference is that she wasn't in fear of her own life, or of those around her then. She'd had him to lean on. A safe harbor from the storm.

Suddenly, Warrick freezes in mid-punch.

That's it.

Quickly stripping off his boxing gloves, he heads for the shower. His brow furrows in concentration as the wheels turn in his head, putting the pieces of his idea together.

He's got work to do.

* * *


11:36 am

Looping a stray lock of hair behind her ear, Dani nudges her glasses up the bridge of her nose as she flips through the pile of crime scene photos. Shaking her head in frustration, she puts the photos to the side and takes her glasses off. Rubbing her hands over her face, Dani rises up on her tiptoes to stretch. Deciding she could use a break, she walks down the hall to the ladies washroom.

After splashing some water on her face, Dani stares at her reflection and allows her mind to wander, recalling happier times. When she and Warrick were new lovers. The thrill she felt every time he touched her. How safe she felt. How loved. How easy it was to feel that way again.

Hold still.

He arches an eyebrow and swallows hard. I don't know about this.

This was your idea. Don't you trust me? she asks teasingly.

You've got a razor blade to my throat. Is there an answer other than yes?

She giggles for a moment, then focuses her attention on the task at hand.

The blade in her hand cuts a path through the puffy white foam, exposing a line of deep chocolate skin. As she concentrates, the tip of her tongue darts out to touch her upper lip and he groans softly.

she asks, freezing in place, eyes wide with concern. Did I cut you?

No. Keep going.

His hands rest on top of her bare thighs as she leans over and rinses the blade in a sink full of warm water. Nudging the oversized t-shirt she's wearing a little higher, he moves closer to her, further between her thighs as his hands caress her hips.

You're distracting me, she chastises as the blade moves over his cheek.

Sorry. It's just that you're driving me crazy.

Surprised, she looks up, eyes wide with innocence.

Oh, I don't know. You're sitting on my bathroom counter, wearing my t-shirt and nothing else, giving me a shave the morning after our first night together. Glancing down at the tantalizing sight, he arches an eyebrow. You look at me with those big blue eyes and that beautiful, sexy smile and you have no idea what affect that has on me?

Blushing, she grins shyly. Well, when you put it that way . . .

He leans in to kiss her, but but she ducks her head to avoid him.

No, no, no. You're not going to get away from this blade with some kisses.

Laughing, he pulls back and adjusts the navy blue towel wrapped around his hips.

Hurry up then. I'm going nuts here.

Poor baby. Rinsing the blade again, she studies his face with a critical eye. Chin up.

Obediently, he tilts his head back, exposing his throat to her. With one hand resting on his chest, she draws the blade over his jaw line on the left side, then the right.

Almost done, she says, rinsing the blade again and shaking off the excess water.

His hands slip under the hem of her t-shirt and around her hips to caress her naked backside.



she repeats breathlessly as he pulls her towards him. At the last second, she drops the razor and covers his face with a damp facecloth to remove the remnants of the shaving cream.

Tearing it from her fingers, he tosses the cloth away and lowers his head to cover her mouth with his. Immediately she responds, wrapping her arms and legs around him. He grinds his pelvis against hers, dislodging the towel at his waist. It clings perilously at his hips, threatening to drop at any moment.

Pulling back from his embrace, she looks up, deep into his eyes.

Thank you.

His brow furrows in confusion. For what?

For taking the time and making this more wonderful than I could have imagined.

He grins, sliding the palms of his hands across her bared lower back. Believe me, it was more than worth it.

Blushing, she looks away for a moment. There's something I don't understand.



Why me?

His expression is deadly serious as he cups her face in his hands and looks intently at her. Because I want a woman who never stops surprising me. A woman who makes me laugh. A woman who reminds me everyday what a gift it is to love. A woman whose outer beauty is surpassed only by her inner beauty. That's you.

You're going to make me cry, she says, blinking rapidly.

Well, I better kiss you before that happens.

Gathering her in his arms, he kisses her deeply, smiling against her lips when she shivers in anticipation. Stepping back, the towel falls to the floor. Ignoring it, he grabs the hem of her t-shirt and jerks it up and over her head.

She squeaks and tries to cover herself, but he holds the material just out of her reach.

You're overdressed, he murmurs with a sly smile as tosses the shirt over his shoulder and lifts her into his embrace.

Automatically, she wraps her legs around his waist, moaning when he backs her against the wall, grinding his pelvis against hers.

I want to hear you c-

And I thought I was a workaholic, Sara says from the doorway, arms crossed over her chest, a bemused expression on her face.

Returning to the present, Dani looks up from the sink and breathlessly returns the smile.

I didn't expect to see you here today. Don't you ever take a day off? Sara asks.

Pulling two paper towels from the dispenser on the wall, Dani pats her face dry as she composes herself. I was checking on a few things, that's all.

Well, I didn't mean to disrupt you. I'll get out of your way.

Don't worry about it. It was an exercise in futility. Smiling wryly, Dani walks towards the other woman. Besides, I was hoping to run into you.



You are the one who dug up my dirty little secret, right? Dani watches Sara closely, her gaze intense. Uncomfortable, Sara shifts and looks away.

I was following a clue, she finally replies, a touch of defensiveness coming through.

Are you're trying to tell me that there wasn't even a small part of you that wanted to knock me off the pedestal that you thought I was sitting on? Prove that you are a better CSI than me? Prove something to them?

The truth hits Sara hard and she flinches. I'm sorry. I should have handled it better.

Yes, you should have, but you did the right thing in telling Grissom about LA.

Surprised, Sara's eyes are wide as she looks at Dani.

You need to understand that I'm not after your job, Dani adds, her eyes serious. I'm not competition.

They've missed you, Sara replies, her voice tight, almost accusatory. More than they realized. They are closer to you after a three year absence than I ever was, and I'm here everyday.

I was a rookie and they took me under their wings, Dani explains. I'm here to work this case, and then I'll be gone. You'll still be here.

She pauses for a moment and then says, And I don't know about you. but I'd like it if I had one more friend here.

Offering her hand, Dani asks,

Sara smiles and takes Dani's hand.

The alarm on Dani's watch begins beeping merrily, informing her of the time.

Damn. I've got to go.

See you tomorrow? Sara asks.



* * *


12:27 pm

Squinting in the bright sun, Dani slams the door of her rental car closed and walks up the narrow concrete walk to Catherine's house. After ringing the doorbell, she slides her sunglasses up off her face to the top of her head and exhales a nervous breath.

A moment later the door opens and the elder CSI looks out.

Dani! Glad you could make it.

I wasn't sure the invitation you extended the other night at dinner still held, but I took a chance, Dani replies, careful to hide the nervous uncertainty in her eyes.

Of course it does. C'mon in. Stepping back, Catherine gestures for Dani to enter. Lindsey will be so glad to see you.

Noticing the gun on Dani's hip, Catherine lead her into the kitchen and unlocks a drawer. Wordlessly, Dani pulls the 9 mm off her hip, places it in the drawer next to Catherine's and then pulls her backup .38 from the holster at her ankle.

Carrying a backup now? Can't say as I blame you, Catherine comments as she re-locks the drawer and slips the key in her front pocket.

Shrugging noncommittally, Dani tries to smile. How about we don't talk about work?

Great idea, the shorter woman decides with a decisive nod. Want a drink?

As long as it's cold, I'm all for it.

Laughing lightly, Catherine opens the fridge and pulls out a chilled bottle of 7 up and a bottle of cranberry juice.

Half and half? she asks, taking two glasses out of the oak cupboard next to the sink and setting them on the counter.

Dani smiles. You remembered.

Of course.

Suddenly, a blur of white blonde hair atop a small female form hurtles through the kitchen and into Dani's arms.

Hey Squirt! Dani exclaims, lifting the girl so she is sitting on the counter. Wow you've grown! How's my favorite honorary niece?

Favorite? I thought I was the only one! Lindsey retorts, her small mouth curving into a petulant pout.

Dani laughs and hugs the girl fiercely.

Just teasing, honey. You're the only one, Dani vows solemnly. How are you doing?

she replies flatly, eyes darting in her mother's direction.

Shooting a glance a Catherine, Dani raises her eyebrows in question just as the phone rings.

Excuse me, Catherine says quickly, walking into her bedroom to answer it.

The phone call is ended quickly, but she lingers in her room, giving Dani and Lindsey some time to visit in private. After ten minutes of straightening her underwear drawer and pacing, Catherine heads back to the kitchen. There she finds her daughter and close friend sharing an apple and talking in low tones. Smiling at the pair, she enters the room and ruffles Lindsey's hair.

Ashley's mom is going to be here any minute, honey. Why don't you grab your stuff?

Okay, Mom.

Lindsey gives Dani a hug before sliding off the smooth tiled counter and disappearing down the hall.

She's a tough kid, Dani says softly.

Picking up the bottle of cranberry juice, Catherine cracks the seal and pours half a glass. I keep wondering if I'm screwing her up.

Joining the shorter woman, Dani opens the bottle of soda and tops up the glass with the clear liquid. You're a good mom, Catherine. She knows that you love her.

I think you're biased.

You were and still are, my closest female friend, Dani says, sliding the second glass over to her. I know you're not perfect, but I also know there's nothing you wouldn't do for that little girl.

A grey mini van pulls into the driveway, catching Catherine's attention, and the blonde female behind the wheel honks the horn.

Linds! Time to go!

Five minutes later the house is quiet and Dani and Catherine are settled in the living room, curled up comfortably on sofas facing one another.

I have a confession to make, Catherine announces before taking a deep swallow of her drink.

Ooh! Sounds juicy, Dani replies with a sly smile. Anyone I know?

No, it's nothing like that.

Well, spit it out.

Taking a deep breath, the worlds tumble out of Catherine's mouth without preamble. I know that you and Warrick were a couple.

Choking on a mouthful of cranberry soda, Dani struggles not to spill the red liquid all over her black t-shirt and jeans, her eyes watering.

Excuse me? Dani responds when she can talk again. Her eyes have a practiced look of surprise.

Don't try to play me. I've sat on this for over three years and I can't do it anymore.

Dani takes several deep breaths, exhaling them slowly. Finally, she looks over at Catherine and sighs.

When did you know? she asks.

About six weeks before you left, I walked into the locker room and saw you two together. You'd been working that twin boy murder case with Grissom.

Blinking rapidly, Dani nods as the painful memories rush back. I remember it.

You were on the floor, shaking like a leaf, Catherine says. He was holding you, rocking you in his arms, talking to you. But he wasn't holding you like a coworker, she continues. He was holding you like a lover.

You never said anything, Dani interrupts. Never asked me about it.

I followed you that day. Saw him carry you into his house when you couldn't make it on your own.

Dani slowly nods. It was a really bad day.

I could see that he knew how to take care of you.

You're right, he did.

So how did it happen? Catherine asks. How did you get together?

You read my file, right? Dani prompts. The Double Door? When somebody slipped rohypnol in my drink?

Brow furrowing, Catherine nods.

Warrick was the dj, spinning tracks that night, Dani explains. He was the one who realized there was something wrong and came to my rescue.

You met before-

Less than two weeks after I applied to the LVPD Cadet program, Dani adds with a smile.

Stunned, Catherine shakes her head. Oh my god.

He stayed with me in the emergency room, checked me out of the hospital when I begged for his help.

Why did you check out AMA? Catherine asks.

Dani shivers. I hate hospitals. Bad memories.

Catherine can see there is more to that story, but decides to let it drop for now.

So what did he do?

Smiling gently, Dani sips her drink. Took me home with him. Watched over me.

All night?

He fell asleep in the chair next to the bed. Dani grins at the memory. I think I gave him the shock of his life when I woke up and screamed at the top of my lungs, not realizing what had happened the night before. I couldn't remember anything. Still don't.

Well, he must have done something right. You two got together.

After he explained what had happened at the bar and hospital, we ended up spending the day together. I tried to leave, but he wouldn't hear any of it, Dani reveals. I took a shower while he made me breakfast and then he introduced me to the Las Vegas he knew.

What did you guys do?

He took me to the Silverton Casino, introduced me to some people he knew and taught me how to play blackjack. For the first time in my life, I did nothing but have fun. It was a good day.

And after that you two started dating?

Dani laughs. Not even close.

So what happened?

Warrick surprised the hell out of me, make no mistake. It never occurred to me that he would be interested in me that way. I never saw myself as being attractive to men.

Catherine wonders aloud. You're intelligent. Beautiful. Funny.

Dani laughs again. I didn't always look or act this way.

Fishing into the wallet in her back pocket, Dani produces an aged student ID card and hands it to the other woman. She watches Catherine's face closely as she examines the card.

This is you? Catherine asks disbelievingly.

A younger, more serious Dani stares up at her from the ID card. Her face is devoid of make-up, dark hair pulled back into a tight, businesslike ponytail and glasses framing her dispassionate eyes. No resemblance to the curvy, attractive redhead sitting across from her.



Taking the card back, Dani shakes her head at the image and puts it back in her wallet.

Seems like a lifetime ago now.

What happened?

Well, after what happened at the bar, he would call or email every couple of days, checking in with me, Dani explains. Honestly, I thought he felt sorry for me or something. Figured he'd get tired of me and eventually stop.

But he didn't, Catherine surmises.

No, he didn't. Dani smiles at the memory. It was Thanksgiving weekend and predictably, everyone had left to be with their families. I, of course, didn't have any, so I was making the most of my time, working in a lab. I was there kinda late, by myself, and Warrick tracked me down.

Something happened?

A suggestive smile crosses Dani's face. You could put it that way.

What? Are you going to hold me in suspense? Nearly bouncing in anticipation, Catherine leans forward to listen closely.

My nose was buried in a book when he walked up behind me and almost scared me to death. He convinced me to get out of the lab and grab some pizza with him.

So, your habit of being a workaholic started early in your career, Catherine notes dryly.

Yeah, it did,' Dani admits. Anyway, I pack up my stuff and we're in the elevator, heading down and the power goes out.

Oh no!

Yeah. I was about to freak out when he took my hands in his and started talking. He talked about everything and nothing. He was trying to keep me calm, I guess. He'd never touched me before that day, because he knew I wasn't comfortable with it, but this time he held on and wouldn't let me go. My gut reaction was to pull away, but then he asked me to trust him, just a little.

And you did.

Yes. Eventually, he told me that he was attracted to me and didn't know what to do about it. Didn't know if I felt anything for him. I was so shocked my mouth fell open. Before I could get my bearings, he said that he was sorry if he was overstepping and then he kissed me.

Catherine asks breathlessly, eyes wide.

Dani's eyes drop closed for a moment, recalling the sensations. I don't know what came over me, but I kissed him back. And it was . . . incredible.

Grinning like a cheshire cat, Catherine takes another sip of her drink.

When I close my eyes, I can still smell his cologne, the way his shirt felt under my hands, Dani says softly, lost in memories. I thought for sure he could hear my heart pounding, it was so loud.



I let my bag drop to the floor and we made out like a couple of nervous teenagers on a first date. Glancing over at Catherine, Dani continues. I'd never known anyone like Warrick. So confident and sure of himself, but respectful and sensitive to what I needed.

Dani takes a long sip of her drink to moisten her parched mouth. We moved slowly at first, spending time together as we got to know each other better. He never pushed, let me be the one to decide how far we went and what I was comfortable with.

Catherine smiles, resting her chin on her hand as she listens.

I don't know how, but he had figured me out somewhere along the way, as if he'd instinctually known what I needed. He was very direct about our relationship from day one, leaving no room for polite omission or false modesty. He wouldn't allow me to give anything less than everything, especially when he knew I was trying to hide the things I didn't like about myself.

So what brought on the change from geek to chic?

Dani laughs. Without saying a word, Warrick helped me realize there was a woman inside this body who was screaming to get out. One day I just decided to take her out for a spin. A new hair cut and color, a new wardrobe and last, but not least, my first lingerie shopping spree.

Sounds like fun.

It was. For the first time in my life, I felt like I'd finally found that missing piece of myself. Warrick had seen the beauty inside me, and helped me to find it.

What was his reaction?

Have you ever seen him speechless? Dani asks, a saucy smile gracing her lips. It's really quite something.

What about work? I mean, how did you keep this a secret from all of us? Catherine asks. We're trained to pick up on these things.

Dani shrugs. We had a deal. We keep it all-business at work and the rest was play time.

Uh huh. The look on Catherine's face suggests she is not convinced.

But it wasn't easy, Dani admits. Warrick is the kind of guy who starts seducing you the moment you wake up in the morning.

Yeah, I can see that.

And I made him promise not to interfere with anything that happened at work. However grudgingly, he respected that I wanted to make it on my own.

Easier said than done, Catherine remarks. Warrick isn't the type to sit back and do nothing.

Especially when the Ecklie situation exploded.

Right. I remember that, Catherine recalls. When Conrad tried to kick you off his crew and out of the cadet program.

What an asshole, Dani mutters with a shake of her head.

How did you keep Warrick from killing him? Catherine asks, eyes wide with wonder. I can't imagine how angry he was.

That was the day I learned to box, Dani replies with an amused smile. He strapped me into some gloves and I started punching. I didn't stop until I didn't have the strength to stand up. We both worked out a lot of frustration and when I finally got home, there was a message on my machine from Brass telling me he wanted to see me.

And that's when- Catherine prompts.

It was Gil who convinced Brass to give me a chance to finish the program on the night shift. He put himself on the line for me.

Well, I remember Grissom talking about it and I don't think you give yourself enough credit, Catherine reveals. You called Ecklie on an assumption he made in a case and in the end, you were right. He was determined to get rid of you for that. You know Grissom respects people who fights for what they believe.



So you and Warrick were lovers that whole time? And you never told anyone?

C'mon Cath, I was a rookie and he was a Level 2.

What, you figured that we would think you were sleeping you way to the top? Catherine asks, shaking her head in disbelief. It's not like you were dating Gil.

Try to understand it from my perspective. I just wanted to make it on my own and by the time I proved myself and felt confident, it was too late to say, Oh by the way, for the last year Warrick and I have been having this torrid love affair with unbelievably fantastic sex.' I mean, c'mon, think about it.

Well, you do have a point, the older woman agrees and then tilts her head to one side. Unbelievably fantastic?

Dani blushes and ducks her head, realizing what she's said. You have no idea.

So what's it like being back in each others lives?

A flash of guilt crosses Dani's face, causing Catherine to raise an eyebrow.

Wait a second. Is there something going on between you two, now I mean?

It's been difficult seeing him again, Dani admits.

You're avoiding the question.

We've been talking.

The look of disbelief returns. The look on your face suggests there's more than talking going on.

Okay, so there have been a couple of moments.



Remembering the way Warrick had touched her in the locker room, Dani blushes.

Are you two . . . ? Catherine trails off, watching Dani expectantly.

No! We're not sleeping together.

Catherine smiles knowingly.

No, I can't get involved with anyone right now. You didn't tell anyone about Warrick and me, did you?, Dani asks, eyes worried. This case could put him in danger.

You think the guy who's been killing these women would come after Warrick because you two used to be lovers?

You've read the letters. This psycho took a knife to me, and he thinks he loves me. Would you take the chance? Dani asks.

Observing the fear in Dani's eyes, Catherine shakes her head. No, I wouldn't. And I didn't tell anyone, she adds.

Dani sighs with relief.

I think it's unfair that you're denying a relationship that obviously still means a great deal to you, Catherine says, eyes filled with concern.

Things are different now. A lot has happened. Honestly, I worry that too much has changed, Dani says. I'm not the same person and neither is he.

But there's still something between you.

You know, if something happened to Warrick because of me, I'd never forgive myself, Dani replies, eyes cloudy with emotion. I'd rather die than hurt him again.

* * *


6:38 pm

Waving goodbye to Catherine, Dani pulls away from the curb and begins making her way back to the hotel. As she passes The Venetian Hotel and Casino on her way north on Las Vegas Boulevard, the pager on her belt begins beeping. Guiding the rental car to a stop at a red light, Dani scans the text on the small screen.

Need you. Route 147
Callville Bay, Lake Mead
ASAP. Grissom


Brow furrowing, Dani reads the message again. Why would Grissom want her to go all the way out there? Another murder? Usually he gives more information on a crime scene.

He couldn't have figured it out. Grissom is smart, but . . . There's no way Warrick would tell him, would he? Surely Grissom would have said something before now, wouldn't he?

Pushing the questions out of her mind, Dani continues north until turning onto Lake Mead Boulevard, leading to Route 147. Cranking the stereo, she makes the nearly thirty mile drive without further interruption, singing along with the radio to pass the time.

* * *


7:15 pm

Turning into the private parking lot at Callville Bay, Dani pulls into a space, cuts the engine and steps out onto the asphalt. Pushing the sunglasses up the bridge of her nose, she looks around for Grissom's SUV, but instead spots Warrick sitting on a quad ATV a short distance away.

He waves his hand in greeting and climbs off the vehicle as Dani pulls her kit out from the back seat and slips her work vest on over her black t-shirt. Arching an eyebrow at the deserted area, Dani walks over to Warrick.

I got a page from Grissom. Said that he needed me, she says, looking around for the crime scene tape.

Party is this way, Warrick says somberly, jerking his head in the opposite direction. We have to take the quad to get there. Reaching for the large evidence kit in Dani's hand, he takes it and straps the plastic container to the black bars over the rear wheels of the vehicle with two elastic cords.

What the hell kind of a place is this anyway? Dani asks. I had to show two pieces of ID to a rent-a-cop before he'd open the damn gate.

Private beach, Warrick explains. Owner likes to protect what's his.

Must be nice to have that much money. Looking around, she tugs at the hem of her t-shirt to move air against her skin. Is it just me, or is the temperature actually approaching something respectable?

It's not just you, Warrick replies. Northern wind is giving us a short reprieve. At 85 degrees it's almost chilly out here.

I could get used to it.

I thought so. From behind his dark sunglasses, Warrick smiles. Are you ready? he asks.

As I'll ever be.

Settling himself back on the ATV, Warrick nods to the small seat behind him. Hop on. Ever the gentleman, he offers his hand to steady her.

Knowing this is going to put them in very close proximity to one another, Dani sucks in a deep breath, takes Warrick's hand and swings her leg over. Immediately their bodies slide together and Dani's cheeks flush. She tries to move back, but only succeeds in writhing against him, creating friction between her body and Warrick's.

Shaking his head, Warrick reaches back, grabs her hands and tugs her body forward, crushing her breasts against his muscular back.

Hold on.

He places her hands just above his waist, dangerously close to his belt buckle. Feeling her body react to his proximity, Dani swallows hard to smother a groan.

Warrick puts the ATV in gear and takes off down the beach, hiding a smile when Dani's arms tighten around him.

For nearly ten minutes, the former lovers ride in silence, Dani's cheek resting against Warrick's shoulder as she watches the scenery roll by.

The sun is dropping lower in the sky as evening approaches, the lake reflecting the warm color, bathing the couple in soft light.

Finally, Warrick guides the ATV to a stop in a secluded section of beach. Confused, Dani looks around.

What is this? Where is the crime scene? she asks, climbing off the back of the quad.

A large, navy blue blanket is spread out on the sand, the corners weighted down with rocks, a blue and white cooler and small portable stereo next to it. A few feet away, a small pile of kindling with a circle of rocks around it waits to be set ablaze. Cutting the engine to the ATV, Warrick rises to stand beside her.

You didn't get a page from Grissom, Warrick confesses. I sent it.

Tearing her sunglasses off her face, Dani spins around to face him. You what?

You've been kidnapped, he says matter of factly.

Have you lost your mind? Dani asks incredulously.

Confused, Warrick removing his sunglasses and arches an eyebrow.

Fallen and hit your head recently?



Abducted by aliens?



Then what possessed you to do this?

I wanted you to take the night off. I thought it would be nice if we could have some time together.

Have you not heard anything I've told you? Dani asks, eyes wide with shock.

Yes, I have. Every single word.

Then how do you explain this? Dani asks, voice rising in panic. You know what? Never mind. I need to go. Now.



Dammit, Rick. This isn't a game.

Pulling her into his arms, Warrick traps her in his embrace before calmly replying, Dani, we are over twenty-seven and a half miles from Las Vegas, on a private beach and no one knows where you've gone. We're safe here. I've made sure of it.

Realizing what he's done for her, Dani's eyes mist with tears. Why did you do this?

Nudging her chin up, Warrick brushes a feather light kiss over her cheek. Because you've been so strong, for so long. I can only imagine what it's been like, dealing with this case all on your own. Maybe tonight you'll let me be the strong one and let me take care of you.

Fresh tears flood her eyes. You better distract me before I start crying, she says.

Leading Dani over to the blanket, Warrick pulls off his work vest and tosses it down on the sand. He makes a production of turning off his cell phone and pager, he drops them on top of the vest. Lastly, he removes his gun and holster. Mimicking his actions, Dani's vest joins his, followed by her cell phone, pager and finally, reluctantly, her guns.

You okay? he asks, watching her face closely.

Exhaling a nervous breath, she says, That was hard. I feel naked without my gun.

Sit down, he says gently.

Obeying, Dani watches as Warrick wordlessly kneels before her and removes her boots and socks. He laughs lightly as her shockingly bright blue toenails come into view.

Nice to know some things never change, he says with a smile.

Dani playfully arches an eyebrow. Are you mocking my toes?

No. As a matter of fact, I've missed these toes, he says, sliding his hands under the hem of her jeans to stroke Dani's tense calves. Slide back.

Kicking off his sneakers and socks, Warrick joins Dani on the blanket.



Suddenly famished actually, Dani replies. What's in the cooler?

Close your eyes, Warrick instructs. Wrinkling her nose at him, Dani complies.

The gentle sound of water running up on the beach fills the silence as Warrick unpacks the large container. Unzipping an insulated bag, delicious aromas fill the air, making Dani groan.

Oh you didn't, she breathes. You didn't.

Grinning, Warrick sets out the food between them. I called Pete and he was more than happy to help me out.

I just gained five pounds smelling this food, she moans.

Warrick snorts. Yeah, picture that.

Can I open my eyes now?



Stunned at the spread before her, Dani's jaw drops open. Warrick uncorks a chilled bottle of wine and pours two glasses as she looks over the plate of cheese, crackers and grapes, fresh rolls, fried chicken and fruit salad. He then strikes a match and the small bonfire catches light, beginning to burn merrily.

How did you remember? she asks, shaking her head in amazement.

Like I'd forget what we ate on our first official date, Warrick scoffs, handing her a warm roll. Pete's Diner. November 21st. We saw a movie and you loved the main character's red hair. Said you wished you had the nerve to do something that bold.

Dani nods as the memories flood back. Run Lola Run was playing at that little art theatre just off campus, she replies before taking a bite of bread.

That's right.

You know, she recalls with a saucy smile, I seem to recall a painting weekend where we ate something quite similar to this.

That was leftovers and we ate it in bed because you had a hangover, Warrick replies in his trademark, deadpan way.

Oh right. My first and last hangover. That was the weekend we- oh yeah. Breaking off, she blushes.

Where I accidentally got you completely trashed on a bottle of wine and we christened the couch, Warrick finishes. I still can't believe you were such a cheap drunk.

At least I was a cute drunk.

Warrick takes a sip of his wine and grins suggestively. What I remember is wondering what I was going to say when the cops showed up. I thought for sure that the neighbors were going to complain.

Ducking her head, Dani laughs. I still can't believe a few glasses of wine hit me that hard.

But it was fun. The memory of Dani riding him lustily, slippery skin glistening in the firelight as she screamed his name in ecstasy sends a pang of lust through Warrick's body. His hands lovingly caressing her fully aroused body as they'd wildly made love. Several times. It had been a turning point in their sexual relationship. She'd had nowhere to hide. The final wall between them had come crashing down in a haze of shared passion.

Can we eat before I have a permanent blush from this stroll down memory lane? Dani begs.

Not bothering to surpress a grin, Warrick offers Dani the platter of fried chicken and she gratefully accepts it.

As the sun sets on the lake, the couple enjoy a relaxed dinner with soft jazz emanating from the portable stereo. Casually sprawled on the large blanket, between bites of food they talk about memorable cases over the last three years and what they've been up to. Both avoid mentioning the current case.

She was his daughter? Dani asks incredulously. But she doesn't know he's not her . . . Wow. Poor Brass.

Yeah. It was one hell of a shift, Warrick admits.

And you were Acting Supervisor. That's impressive.

I was glad to see Grissom again.

I'll bet.

What about you? Warrick asks.

Actually, I just thought of something you should know.

Let's not talk about the case tonight.

It's not. It's about you and me.



Catherine knew. About us.

Warrick asks, eyes wide with shock. How? When?

She saw us that day in the locker room. Dani looks away for a moment. The twins.





But she never said anything to me, Warrick says, shaking his head in disbelief.

She told me this afternoon. I made her understand how important it is to keep it quiet.



Wanting to change the subject, Dani picks up the container of fruit salad and looks around.

Have you got a fork in that cooler? she asks before popping a grape in her mouth.

Suddenly, Warrick's face falls. Oh no. Turning around he frantically digs into the cooler. I know I meant to. I'm sure there's . . .

Despite his searching, the cooler refuses to produce one. Feeling Dani's eyes on him, Warrick turns around, annoyed that he'd forgotten something. He's surprised to see Dani watching him, valiantly trying to keep from laughing.

What's so funny? he asks.

You're cute when you're annoyed with yourself, she remarks with a cheeky smile. I'd forgotten how adorable it was.

Are you making fun of me? he asks.

No, but I think you're missing a wonderful opportunity.

For what?

Leaning towards Warrick, Dani takes a piece of watermelon from the bowl of fruit salad with her fingers and offers it to him.

For what we both want.

Desire flares, and Warrick's eyes darken. Wordlessly, he opens his mouth and accepts the piece of fruit on his tongue, lips caressing her lingering fingers.

This isn't why I brought you here, he whispers, breath catching in his throat.

I know, Dani replies softly. Picking up a piece of cantaloupe, she bites off half and feeds him the rest.

Reciprocating, Warrick offers Dani a slice of mango, unable to surpress a groan when she licks the juices off his fingers.

Cupping her cheek, Warrick leans close to press a gentle kiss to her lips. A new song begins to play on the stereo, and Dani smiles at the familiar tune. The first song they'd ever danced to after becoming lovers.

Dance with me? Warrick asks hoarsely.

Nodding, Dani rises and steps into the welcome circle of Warrick's arms. He pulls her close and their bodies slide together naturally, as if they'd never been apart.

When I look in your eyes
I see the wisdom of the world in your eyes
I see the sadness of a thousand goodbyes
When I look in your eyes

Laying her head on Warrick's shoulder, Dani snuggles into his embrace, smiling when his hands sweep over her tightly bound hair. Removing the tie at the base of the french braid, his fingers make short work of the twisting strands of hair and fans out the kinky curls over her slender shoulders.

That's better, he says softly.

And it is no surprise
To see the softness of the moon in your eyes
The gentle sparkle of the stars in your eyes
When I look in your eyes


When Warrick's hands slip under the hem of her t-shirt and against her bare skin, Dani arches her back, crushing her breasts against his chest. Wrapping her arms tighter around Warrick's waist to hold him close, Dani's lips caress his neck as his hands nudge her shirt higher, fingers splaying over her toned stomach.

In your eyes
I see the deepness of the sea
I see the deepness of the love
The love I feel you feel for me

Lips trailing over her forehead and cheek, Warrick moans into her hair before finally pressing his lips to Dani's in a long, slow kiss. They barely move to the music, content just to be in each others arms. Holding each other.

Autumn comes, summer dies
I see the passing of the years in your eyes
And when we part there will be no tears no goodbyes
I'll just look into your eyes

Sliding the maroon shirt off Warrick's shoulders, it flutters to the ground as Dani's hands pull the hem of his white wifebeater out of his jeans, hands caressing the warm skin beneath. Moving higher, Dani's fingers clutch his smooth, muscular shoulders as Warrick's tongue slips into her mouth. Tasting. Caressing.

Those eyes, so wise
So warm, so real
How I love the world
Your eyes reveal

Do you want to stop? Warrick asks softly.

I- never mind. Dani smiles suggestively for a moment before she hooks a leg behind his knees, lowering him to the sand. The smile should have warned him, but doesn't. It's the first time he's seen that sexy, genuine smile since her return. The kind of smile reserved just for him. Moving quickly, Warrick manages to grab onto Dani's arm and pulls her down with him. Together they collapse softly onto the blanket in a tangle of arms and legs.

Okay, maybe not, he says, looking up at Dani who has landed more or less on top of him.

Maybe not, she agrees, sliding her lower body more fully over his and brushing her lips over his jaw and neck.

he asks, breath becoming heavier.



So, weren't you were going to say something? he drawls, hands sliding down her sides to her hips.

Dani asks, skimming her mouth over his, not quite touching. I'd rather show you.

he says, hands grazing over her waist before settling firmly on her ass and pulling her hips tight against his. Turn about is fair play.

But you don't play fair, she says softly, hips rocking sinuously against the arousal she can feel against her belly. And neither do I. Lowering her head, Dani covers Warrick's mouth in a long, deep, thorough kiss.

His fingers tighten over the curve of her ass, holding her tight as he gives himself over to the overwhelming desire between them. The gentle scent of hers that he can't quite place flows over him, stealing his breath and his common sense. Hard and aching for her, Warrick wants to crawl inside her, hold her until the end of the world. Never let her go.

Instead, he twines a leg over her hip, anchoring her fast against him and slides the other between her thighs. Rocking together on the blanket, Warrick claws at her t-shirt with one hand while the other cups an aching breast, thumb swirling over the satin covered pert nipple.

Dani kisses Warrick, long, slow, and deep, her hands stroking the sides of his face and chest. Sliding his arms around her slender body, one of Warrick's hands caresses the small of her back and holds her tightly to him while the other slides up to wrap itself in her hair.

Finally tearing her lips away from his, Dani leans back in Warrick's arms long enough to help him remove her black t-shirt, revealing the delicate, lacy black bra beneath. The firelight dances over her supple skin, catching the sparkles in her passion flushed eyes and he moans, causing her to laugh lightly.

You okay? she asks huskily, flipping her hair over to one side so she can see him better. Using the moment that she is off balance, Warrick rolls them over so she is on her back and he is cradled between her thighs.

Better now, he replies, lowering his head and kissing her waiting lips. God, I've missed you, he whispers against her mouth. Missed kissing you. Touching you. Being inside you.

Craving more of him, Dani pulls insistently at his white wifebeater until it is removed and they are skin to skin. Taking the bra strap at Dani's left shoulder in his teeth, Warrick slides it off, then repeating the move to her right shoulder. Slowly working his way lower, Warrick kisses, nibbles and tastes every square inch of her heated skin, through the fabric covering her breasts when necessary.

Your skin, he pants against her breast. I'd forgotten how hot you get when I touch you.

When Dani is unable to hold back the desperate pleas for him to continue, Warrick smiles; enjoying her gasping when he finds a particularly sensitive spot. Her hands clutch desperately at his back and shoulders, writhing against his body. Down the valley between Dani's breasts and over her stomach Warrick's mouth travels, pausing only when he reaches the barrier of her pants.

Oh God, Dani moans, trembling beneath him.

His hands trace the circumference of her belt to the small silver buckle, intent on quickly disposing of the barrier between them.

Forcing the lust back, Dani's hands move to Warrick's shoulders and push. Wait a second.

Immediately, he stops unbuckling her pants and reluctantly moves back, kneeling at her feet.

I'm sorry. I didn't mean to push.

No, I just need a breather.

Looking around, Warrick finds his wifebeater and starts to put it on. I didn't mean for this to happen.

Rising to her feet, Dani quickly sheds her jeans, revealing a skimpy pair of black underwear as she tosses her pants at a shocked Warrick. The barely there bikini hugs her luscious curves, offering him a tantalizing view of her body.

I said wait, not stop, Dani clarifies. I need to cool off. Are you going to join me?

Not waiting for an answer, Dani turns on her heel and runs into the water, diving below the surface when it is deep enough.

You're crazy! he calls after her. One of a million reasons why I fell in love with you, he adds softly.

Tossing the wifebeater back on the blanket, Warrick strips off his blue jeans and takes off after Dani. Pulling through the water in hard strokes, he catches up to Dani quickly and grabs her hand to pull her close.

Curling into Warrick's arms, Dani's moist lips fuse with his slippery ones, the water acting as a generator of the electricity that courses between them. He groans as his hands at her waist tighten reflexively, his fingers digging into her skin. Wanting more. Dani deepens the kiss, her hands sliding up Warrick's shoulders, caressing the back of his neck before grasping his hair to hold him to her.

Her tongue demands entrance and Warrick finds his mouth automatically opening in response. When Dani's warm tongue touches and caresses his with wild abandon, sucking it into her mouth, Warrick loses all sense of control and pulls her hard to him. His hands slide up her back to crush her body to his, needing to feel her entire length against him. Their passionate kisses becomes a zealous exploration of each other's mouths – licking and tasting - devouring each other in their barely restrained passion.

Dani's unpolished fingernails scrape against Warrick's flesh in her need to keep him there with her. Muscles undulate beneath Warrick's skin as his own hands roam her body, as though memorizing every curve and mound. Drawing in a ragged breath, Dani's mouth leaves Warrick's to give his jawbone and neck a good tongue lashing before proceeding to a sensitive earlobe. She sucks it in forcefully, her teeth nibbling gently at the tender skin. Eyes rolling back in his head, a lustful groan escapes Warrick's lips as the delicious sensations wash over him. His hands slide down to her ass, jerking her to him hard, allowing her to feel in acute degrees just how aroused she is making him.

Panting, Dani lets go of his ear and leans back in his arms, their eyes meeting. Laying a hand on Warrick's chest, she can feel his heart pounding as his intense eyes, not even trying to hide the yearning, bore into hers. She can sense his deep hunger for her as it mirrored her own. Hands fisting in Dani's wet hair, Warrick claims her lips again, his tongue thrusting deeply into her mouth.

A groan bubbles up from Dani's throat, her back arching to meet Warrick's body again and again. Her legs pull him tight against her slippery body as her hips begin grinding against his.

Warrick moans against her lips. Baby, you're going to kill me.

I'm sorry. We can stop.

Don't you dare.

Shifting his hand to the inside of Dani's bare thigh, Warrick starts to move higher, but Dani yelps and he stops.



Your watch, Dani gasps. It's cold.

he says, smiling sheepishly. I guess I'm a little rusty.

Not from where I'm standing, Dani deadpans.

Running her hands down Warrick's arms, Dani glances at his watch.

Oh my God! Is that the time? she asks, her eyes wide with panic.

It's only ten thirty.

And Brad will be wondering where the hell I am!

Wrenching out of Warrick's arms, Dani begins swimming back to shore as fast as she can. Stunned for a moment, he quickly follows her.

Scrambling up the beach, Dani frantically collects her clothes and begins yanking them back on over her damp underwear. Arriving at her side, Warrick grabs Dani's arm and forces her to look at him.

You're not going back to him, are you? he asks disbelievingly.

Dani stops pulling on her jeans to give Warrick her full attention.

You're not going back to him after what we just did? Warrick repeats. Are you?

Dani asks, thoroughly confused.



Unable to hold back a snort, Dani laughs. Brad? What are you talking about?

You and Brad are a couple, aren't you? Warrick asks pointedly. He said that you two have been together for over a year. He was so concerned after the first meeting. He's always checking in with you. The other night you said you weren't in the mood.

We're partners on the job, yes, Dani agrees. Romantically, no.



Hell no! If I didn't know that he dated his last female partner, I'd think he was gay.

Surprised, Warrick raises his eyebrows.

You thought I could date someone like you and then date him? Dani asks incredulously, yanking up her jeans over her hips and fastening them. Brad is so uptight, he probably wears a tie to bed!

Okay I get the picture.

But I still have to go.

Warrick asks, clearly disappointed.

Because he'll be worried about me. In LA, he was the one who found me. He called the ambulance, stayed with me as long as they would allow him to.

Oh. Guess I shouldn't hate the bastard then.

she agrees gently. C'mon, I'll help you pack up.

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10:58 pm

Pulling the ATV to a stop in the parking lot, Warrick climbs off and takes Dani's hand to help her off the vehicle. He doesn't let go of her hand, but instead pulls Dani into his arms again.

Smiling softly, Dani runs her fingers over the incredibly soft hair at the base of his neck, sending a tremor through his body.

Thank you for tonight, she says gently. I really missed this.

Yeah, me too.

Running the tip of her tongue over his lips, Dani teases the entrance to his mouth, until he grips the back of her head and holds her in place so his tongue can tangle with hers. After a long, sensuous kiss, they finally pull apart.

I better go, she whispers.

Guess so. Warrick agrees reluctantly, lowering his head to kiss the tip of her nose. Unless you've changed your mind about coming home with me. He smiles suggestively, eyes sparkling.

Don't tempt me, she moans, unstrapping her kit from the back of the ATV. Good night, she says before slowly turning and walking over to her rental car. Arching an eyebrow, Warrick takes a minute to appreciate the way her firm ass moves beneath her snug denim jeans, then turns back to the ATV to unpack his things.

I see another cold shower in my future, he muses to himself. Very cold.

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