Rating: PG13 - bad words.
Disclaimer: It's the last section people...

SPOILER WARNING: Only minor spoilers in this part. If you've read the previous sections, it is safe for you to proceed.

"Warrick, Sara, you're with me. Two dead bodies in neighboring rooms at the Palms. No connection between the vics at this point. Catherine," Gil paused and smiled slightly. He looked up from his paperwork, and when their eyes met, the smile spread across his face and up into his eyes. Clearing his throat with a cough, Gil continued. "You and Nick will be working a DB at the MGM Grand. According to Brass, the vic has already been IDed. Local woman. Joyce Camdan."

"Sounds good. Let's go." Catherine smiled at Gil as she stood and tapped Nick on the shoulder.

"Uh, Cath? Before you go, there are some case files I need to go over with you. It shouldn't take long. Twenty minutes maybe."

"Ok. Nick, I'll meet you at the scene in forty-five, alright?" When he nodded, she continued. "Get started and I'll be there ASAP."

Gil gestured toward Sara and Warrick.

"You two go to the Palms. Each of you take a room and I'll catch up once I get there. Cath?" He opened the door for her and they left.

Nick glanced at Warrick with a smirk.

"So?"

"Case files, my ass."

"You think?"

"Oh, yeah."

"Ok, you two are speaking Greek. Want to let a girl in on the secret?" Sara asked, clearly confused.

"Isn't it obvious?"

"Uh, no. I wouldn't have asked if it was."

"They're doin' it." Nick said with a chuckle.

"Who's doing what?"

Warrick shook his head. "Sara, you need to get out more, girl. Be more observant. Gris and Cath...are doing it."

"Doing wha...." The question died in her mouth as her mind formulated the answer. Sara's face fell. "How do you know?"

"Didn't Gris seem, I don't know, happier today? Smiling a lot?" Nick stood and began gathering his stuff together.

"Yeah, I guess I noticed that."

"And did you see," Warrick crumpled his coffee cup and threw it in the trash. "That he blushed every time he said her name?"

"Or spoke to her?" Nick chimed in.

"Or looked at her?"

"Ok, I saw that too. I just thought..." She paused with a sigh. "I don't know what I thought."

"Well, think what you want. Those two had sex."

Sara swallowed. "Wow. That came out of nowhere. I had no idea that they were even interested in each other."

"Jesus, Sara." Nick looked at her in disbelief. "Where the hell have you been?"

"Really. Are you blind?"

"No."

"Those two have been hot for each other since I started working with them." Nick laughed. "Shit, there have been times when I almost lost it and told them to just do it and break the damn sexual tension already."

"I noticed that tension was gone the second I walked into the room today." Warrick said as pushed the door open and held it for the other CSI's.

"I guess I've just been ...preoccupied...with other things." She sighed again and walked through the door. Nick followed.

"Yeah, well, I'm just glad they're happy. Maybe things won't be so friggin tense around here anymore."

"Well," Warrick sighed. "We can only cross our fingers and hope."

They laughed and pulled ahead of Sara. She heard the rest of their conversation as they moved away.

"Come on, Warrick." Nick said as he turned the corner. "The boss-man's gettin some. Things are bound to improve. Hell, they can't get worse."

"I hear that brother." More laughter. "Hey, Sara?" She heard Warrick call. "You coming or not?"

Sara had paused at Grissom's office. She glanced through the window and there they were. Catherine and Grissom, going over paperwork. Yesterday, the scene would have looked so innocent, so normal. But today...

Sara watched them as they worked. The way Grissom's eyes twinkled when Catherine looked at him. The way her hand brushed his when she pointed out something in a file...and lingered a little longer than was necessary.

They looked...happy.

Sara turned away from the office and caught up with Nick and Warrick.

"Yeah." She said with a heavy heart. "I'm coming."


The End