Sara was doing her best to keep from smiling widely as she whispered into the phone. "Nick, I can't talk right now, ok? I'll call you back." She glanced at Greg out of the corner of her eye and noticed that he had a smirk on his face. "I'm not sure how long I'm going to be." She felt a surge of panic as she noticed that Grissom was headed their direction to see if she and Greg had found anything at the crime scene they were all investigating. "Look, I have to go; Grissom's going to have my ass." She snorted out a laugh and then tried to swallow it. "Of course not literally, you'll still be the first to know." She pursed her lips together and then cleared her throat. "I'll call you back."

Before Nick could say anything else, Sara had ended the call and replaced the phone on her belt, hoping that Grissom had no idea who she was talking to. If he found out that she was taking a personal call from Nick when she was supposed to be working a crime scene, she would get chewed out. In fact, she had half a mind to chew Nick out; he knew how she was at crime scenes and she didn't want to set a precedent this early in their relationship. It might have been ok for him to call his other girlfriends when they were at work, but she wasn't the average girlfriend, and she didn't have the average job. She wasn't sure she was looking forward to having yet another boundary setting conversation with Nick.

"I'm going back to the morgue with the body." Grissom began, not picking up on the glances between Greg and Sara. "The larvae are in an advanced stage and time is of the essence."

"Sure." Sara tried to appear as professional as possible as she kept shooting Greg something akin to a death glare because of the facial expressions he was making as a commentary on her phone call with Nick.

"You know, I hear that Nick has been reading up on forensic entomology..." Greg arched his brows at Sara as he spoke.

Sara's eyes widened and then she narrowed her gaze at Greg again. It was true that Nick had been reading an entomology textbook that she'd lent him; the very same one that Grissom had given to her for Christmas one year.

"Really?" Grissom sounded a bit excited at the idea that one of the other CSIs had taken an interest in his passion.

"At least that's what Sara says..." Greg just grinned, knowing full well that he was digging himself a hole; but sure that if he got Sara worked up enough, she just might spill some details to him about how things were really going with Nick. Both of them had been rather tight lipped since their double date several weeks before.

Grissom quirked a curious eyebrow at her.

"Uh, we've been discussing the environmental factors that influence the entomological timeline." Sara replied quickly.

"Hmm." Grissom seemed interested and made a mental note to ask Nick about it later, perhaps he'd even want to come in and see the post on the body, especially since the body had been in a greenhouse and didn't appear to follow the typical decay pattern found in desert climates. He had already found some insects on the body that he hadn't expected, present perhaps because of the greenhouse.

"I had mentioned to him a field trip I'd taken to the body farm in Tennessee when I was at Harvard." Sara explained hoping that Grissom would just leave with the body and she could give Greg a piece of her mind.

"Ah." Grissom didn't say another word; he just turned and followed the coroner who was wheeling the body out of the greenhouse.

As soon as Grissom was out of earshot, Sara narrowed her gaze at Greg. "Do you want to be a dead man?"

"The man loves bugs, Sara. I just simply mentioned something that I thought he'd be interested to know." Greg tried to keep his tone innocent, but it wasn't working very well.

Sara just glared at him.

"Besides, would you rather that I tell him that you and Snooky Pie are trading sweet nothings at the crime scene?" Greg knew that he was pushing the envelope.

Sara's left eyebrow curved upwards as she crossed her arms over her chest. "We were not trading sweet nothings, not that it's any of your business." Her tone was decidedly irritated.

Greg chuckled. "Sounds like someone didn't get quite enough nookie..."

Sara literally growled at Greg. "Get back to processing the damn crime scene and get your nose out of my sex life or you will never be able to make Tiffany a happy woman again." Her meaning was quite clear as she stomped off muttering under her breath out of earshot of Greg. "As if I even have a sex life…"

Greg didn't say another word to Sara for the entire rest of the shift; he wisely kept his distance as she seemed to continue to fume.

By the time shift was wrapping up, Sara was headed to the locker room with half a mind to drive over to Nick's and give him a piece of her mind for calling her at a crime scene and giving Greg material to give her a hard time over. She had even begun to rehearse a speech in her mind until she opened her locker and what she found left her a little speechless.

Nick had somehow managed to get a single yellow rose into her locker along with a note. Sara sat down on the bench in between the bay of lockers and read it.

Sara,

I'm sorry if I seem over eager to spend time with you; I'm just so excited about being with you that I can't seem to help myself, but I realized after we got off the phone earlier that maybe I might have crossed a line, because I know how much value you place on your ability to be professional and focused at work. I just wanted to let you know that before we're anything else, we're friends and I need to give you the same respect at work that I gave you before we decided to date each other, although, it isn't going to make me want to spend any less time with you. Call me when you get off, or call me when you get up if your shift goes too long, I just want to hear your voice.

Nick

The speech Sara had prepared in her mind seemed completely unnecessary now. She pulled out her cell phone and dialed Nick's number, smiling as he answered it in a sleepy voice. "Hey." Her smile widened as she listened to him talk. "Yeah, I found it. Thanks, I think you saved Greg's life." She let out a giggle as she listed to Nick's take on what Greg must have done or said. "Close enough." She listened to Nick for a few more seconds before she interjected. "I already told him if he didn't lay off I'd hurt his manly parts, but I don't really want to talk about him." Sara's smile softened as she heard the tone in Nick's voice become inquisitive and she resumed talking. "Well I have tonight off and I thought maybe we could get together when you get off work later."