A/N- OK so here's the 2nd chapter you all wanted so much. I wasn't gonna do a 2nd chapter but I got so many wonderful reviews and most of them wanted a 2nd one so here it is.

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Silverwolf186: This chapterhas intended Sara/Nick ship so I hope you like it.

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bubblecat: I always wondered if Grissom had a secret romance with his bugs. He loves them so much.

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The Post-it War

There was nothing to do. No cases to solve, no paperwork to be done, nothing.

Nick Stokes checked his e-mail for the seventh time in ten minutes. No new messages it said all seven times.

Nick turned off his laptop and decided to rummage through Catherine's desk drawers. Yes, he was in Catherine's office. He was supposed to meet her about 'the quality of the lounge'. But she must've forgotten because Nick had been waiting for her for the last twenty minutes.

Nick was looking through the top right drawer when he found something worth having gone through marriage counselling with Sara. Actually it hadn't been that bad until the others found out.

As Nick held up the hot pink paper cube, he thought of all the ways he could use it to get back at Grissom, Catherine, Warrick and Greg.

Nick took off across the room. Just as he got to the door, Catherine came in. They collided and hit the floor. While Catherine was busy picking herself up, Nick hid the stolen object in his pocket.

"Nick, watch where you're going." She paused. "Where are you going? Don't we have to discuss the quality of the lounge?"

"Uh... Yeah. But I know I need to keep it clean and I won't mess it up again. And if I do, I'll clean it up right away. That about cover it?" Catherine eyed him suspiciously.

"Yeeessss." She drawled out. "Okay. I guess you can go." Catherine stepped aside to let him go. Nick ran out of there fast. Catherine just shook his head and went over to her desk.

'Okay I need to remember to pick Lindsay up tonight.' Catherine thought as she looked through the top right drawer in her desk. 'That's funny. Where did my post-its go?'

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Nick stood in the middle of the lounge and smiled at his handiwork. Pink post-its covered almost everything in the room.

Nick walked out and started down the hall when he heard his name called. He saw Warrick and Greg coming towards him.

"Hey Nick! Greg and I were just gonna go play some playstation. Wanna join us?"

"Nah. I got some work to do."

"Aww come on Nick." Greg said. "Can't you take a break for just a little while?"

"'Fraid not Greggo. Catherine'll kill me if I don't get this paperwork done. Have fun." Nick said and walked away before they could protest some more.

Warrick and Greg walked into the lounge and turned on the lights. They stood there with there mouths hanging open. There was a post-it on just about everything. They read:

Nick's TV.

Nick's sofa.

Nick's coffee maker.

Nick's coffee.

Nick's refridgerator.

Nick's playstation.

Nick's remote.

Nick's microwave...

"Well I don't care what Nick says. I'm thirsty and I'm gonna get a coke." Warrick tried to open the refridgerator door but it wouldn't open. That's when he noticed it. Clear packing tape held the door shut.

"We could always make coffee." Greg suggested.

"Good idea Greg." Greg opened the box that held all the coffee and frowned.

"Maybe coffee wasn't such a great idea." Greg said, looking into the box. He reached in and pulled out a pink post-it. "Told you this was Nick's coffee. You'll never find it. I've taken it hostage and until you pay me fifty dollars, you won't be getting any coffee. Or soda for that matter. I also kidnapped the cord to hook the playstation to the TV. And the cable cord, and popcorn plus the cord to the microwave. Hahaha. Drop the money into my locker and you'll get it all back. And if I am faced with any harm... let's just say you won't ever use the lounge again."

Warrick snatched the post-it from Greg's hands and crumpled it up. "How much money do you have with you Greg?"

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Sara sulked into her 'office'. Grissom let her use one of the spare offices as her temporary one. She needed a desk and file cabinets to organize all her paperwork so Grissom had generously allowed her to use this one.

She ploppeda stack of papers onto the file cabinet and sat down at her desk. Sara went to grab her laptop but it wasn't there. In its place was a pink post-it.

Hello Mrs. Stokes. I've held up my end of the bargain. I haven't flirted with any women since we saw Dr. Dell. And a little birdie told me you've been here all night. I'm hurt Sara. You promised! Do we have to go back to Dr. Dell? I hope not. I thought we could make this work. If you keep this up, I'll flirt with strangers again! Love your darling husband, Nick

Sara glared at the post-it. 'Fine. We'll play it your way.' Sara thought.

She opened her supply drawer and pulled out a combination lock and a stack of blue post-its.

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Nick walked into the locker room. He was feeling pretty good right now. He had gotten back at Catherine by stealing her post-its and using half of them, he had gotten back at Warrick and Greg by taking away everything fun and their access to food and drink other than water and whatever they had at home, and he had stolen Sara's laptop and teased her about the marriage counselling. And all that had been done with post-its and a little packing tape. The only one he had left to get back at was Grissom. He would be the most difficult.

Nick finally reached his locker. To his surprise, there was a pink lock with a green dial on it instead of his usual silver and black lock. He checked the name on the locker and sure enough he was at the right locker. Right under his name was a blue post-it. He pulled it off and read it.

To my dearest husband Nick, If being married to you means getting harrassed about my work hours then I want a divorce. You shouldn't leave your combination on the back of your lock. Anyone could've opened it and stolen your wallet. Whoops! Too late! I already did. I think I'm gonna go out to dinner on you. Love, Sara

Nick tried to break off the lock but it wouldn't budge. Red faced with anger, Nick pulled out his stack of post-its.

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Sara traipsed into the locker room with Nick's wallet in her pocket. 'I wonder where I should go for dinner.' She thought. 'Maybe that steak place. I know! I'll go to The Melting Pot. Catherine said that place is so expensive. And that five out of seven pages in the menu are of wines.' "Maybe I'll invite Catherine." She said out loud. 'Let me just get my keys.'

Sara opened her locker and pulled out her purse. She shut the door and went off in search of Catherine not knowing that Nick stood in the shadows of the locker room, twirling her keys in his hand. He then went over to Catherine's locker.

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"Hey Cath!" Catherine looked up as Sara walked into her office.

"Hey Sara. Getting ready to head home?" Sara smirked.

"Not really. I was thinking about going out to dinner. Wanna come? My treat."

"Oh I'm sorry Sara. I can't. I've gotta pick Lindsay up from dance." Sara grinned.

"Oh I know. You should bring her too. The more the merrier." 'And more expensive.' She added in her head.

"Oh I don't know." Sara walked around the desk and put her hands on Catherine's shoulders.

"Cath, what I'm about to tell you must stay between us no matter what. It technically wouldn't be my treat if I take you and Lindsay out to dinner. It would be Nick's." Catherine gaped. Sara pulled out Nick's wallet from her pocket to prove it.

"How did you- " Catherine started.

"Nick told me not to work so hard so I thought I'd go out to dinner. On him." Catherine contemplated this for a minute then smiled.

Did you hear about what he did to the lounge?" Sara shook her head. "He stole all the coffee, all the popcorn, the cords to the playstation, TV, and microwave and taped the fridge shut and he's holding it all for ransom." Sara smiled.

"So are you in?"

"You know I am. Just let me get my purse."

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Nick stood in the shadows of the locker room once again, watching as Sara and Catherine came in laughing.

"Sara that restaurant is sooooo expensive!"

"I know!"

Catherine opened her locker and grabbed her purse. "Let's go." She said, slamming the door shut. The two women left and Nick chuckeled evilly before exiting hiself.

'Let's see how far they get without there cars.' Nick jingled two pairs of keys in his pocket.

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Sara dumped everything that was in her purse on the hood of her car in search of her keys.'Where are they?' She thought. She opened the zipper compartment and peeked inside. Sitting nicely inside it was a pink post-it.

You shouldn't open your locker with others around. Now let's see how far you get with out your carkeys. Give me back my wallet and open my locker and I'll let you go home.

"Can we take your car, Cath? Nick stole my keys."

"Yeah sure. C'mon." Sara gathered her stuff and shoved it back into her purse. She followed Catherine over to her car.

Catherine reached into her purse to get her keys but all she could feel was her wallet and lipstick. She dumped it out on the hood of her car. No keys. She opened the zipper part and found a folded pink post-it with 'For Sara' written on it.

Without a word, Catherine handed the post-it to Sara who scowled.

Nice try Sara. Give me my wallet and show me how to open my locker and I will give back yours and Catherine's keys. And tell Cath not to leave her combination on the back of her lock either.

Sara kicked the ground while Catherine put away her stuff. It looked like they weren't going to dinner after all. Then Sara spotted Nick's jeep nearby.

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Nick was walking aimlessly down the hall when he saw Greg run up to him.

"Hey Greggo. What's up?"

"Nothing much. Catherine and Sara wanted me to give you this." He handed Nick a folded blue post-it and left. Nick opened it.

Hey darlin'! I'm gonna have to pass on that deal. You see, Cath and I found a ride. We're gonna go to that fondue place, The Melting Pot. And it's on you. Oh and when we get back, you'll have a full tank of gas in your jeep. Love ya'! Love, Sara.

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Sara, Catherine and Lindsay sat at a table in The Melting Pot, waiting for the check. When it came, Sara paid for it with Nick's credit card and signed for it as Sara Stokes.

"When did that happen?" Lindsay asked when she saw Sara sign for the check.

"When we went to marriage counselling." Sara answered. She and Catherine laughed. Sara grabbed their unopened bottle of wine and they left. They got in Nick's jeep and Sara put the bottle in the glove compartment.

"So where do you wanna go next?" Sara asked.

"I say we take a cruise through the sights." Catherine suggested.

"Good idea!" Sara agreed. She started the car and they drove off.

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Sara parked the jeep in the parking lot at the Crime lab after dropping Catherine and Lindsay off at their home. She opened the glove compartment and pulled out the bottle of wine that Nick had so graciously bought. She got out of the jeep and headed to 'Nick's Lounge'.

She got to the room and had to laugh. There were post-its everywhere. 'Is it me or is it hot in here?' She thought and turned on the overhead fan. A post-it on a string came flying down. Sara stopped the fan to read it.

Nick's air.

That did it. She was rolling on the floor. Nick had walked past just as she laughed and he went in.

"Wow! You're back! Shouldn't you be out using my credit card on a stripper or something?" Sara stopped laughing.

"Nick! I'm ashamed at you! To think that Lindsay and Iwould do anything like that with Catherine around?" Nick smiled.

"So what's that?" He asked, pointing to the bottle in Sara's hand.

"A hundred dollar bottle of wine. I thought that since you paid for our dinner, you should get something out of it." She handed the bottle to Nick.

"Thanks. So how much did dinner and gas cost me?" Sara cleared her throat.

"Well gas cost you nothing. I paid for it."

"Uh-huh. So how much for dinner?"

"Well, including that bottle of wine, uh- $450."

"My wallet?" Nick held out his hand.

"Excuse me? You still have our keys, my laptop, and all that stuff from the lounge. And I hear you're getting $50 for that." Nick seemed to consider this.

"True. I'm gonna have to raise my ransom to pay for your dinner. And I suggest you chip in or you won't get to use the lounge."

"Hey! I paid for your gas. God that thing eats a lot of it. I got another idea. Tomarrow, we swap everything. I give you your wallet and the ransom and your keys. And you give me Catherine's and my keys, my laptop, and all the stuff you stole from the lounge. Plus all of the post-its you have and used. All of them."

"Yeah I guess that sounds fair. Don't forget tomarrow at three o'clock. Shake on it?" Nick held out his hand and Sara shook it. "There's just one more thing. I need to get back at Grissom for telling everyone about the marriage counselling. Will you help?" Sara thought about it. "I'll take $50 off the ransom if you help."

"Done." Sara said immediately. "I think I have a plan."

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Sara sat in the locker room waiting for Nick. She had called Catherine, Warrick, Greg and Grissom last night telling them all to bring $100 for the ransom. She had cut Catherine half since she had come to dinner with her last night and since Sara had paid for gas she was only paying $50. So the next morning she had collected $400.

Nick entered the locker room with a box. He sat down on the bench next to Sara.

"On three?" Sara said, gripping the paper bag that held Nick's things.

"One." Nick said.

"Two." Sara said.

"Three." They said in unison and switched their packages.

When Sara got the box, she looked inside. There were various cords, the coffee, their keys, her laptop, all the post-its, and some cash.

"What's with the cash?" Nick looked up. Oh that's the money I stole from your purse when I took your keys."

"Oh."

Inside Nick's bag there were two locks, one pink and green and one silver and black, his keys and wallet. Inside his wallet was $400.

"Thanks Sara. For giving back my stuff."

"Thanks for giving back mine."

Their eyes locked and slowly they leaned together and kissed. Nick leaned back. "If Dr. Dell could see us now..." Sara giggled.

"I'm sure he'd be very pleased with our progress. Now about Grissom..."

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The whole gang stood in the lounge. Sara had gotten everything back from Nick and the two had fixed up the lounge a bit. Then they had invited everyone to come and see.

"Guys this looks great." Catherine complimented. Greg and Warrick were already playing the playstation. "So did you call a truce?" Sara and Nick smiled at each other.

"Yeah we did." Sara said. Catherine went over to talk to Grissom.

"It's time." Nick whispered to Sara. Sara smiled and took a small square piece of paper out of her pocket before leaving with Nick.

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Grissom sat down at his desk. He was tired. At the lounge 'get-together', Sara and Nick had disappeared for five minutes. When they got back, they had insisted everyone stay for another two hours.

'Boy. I never thought I'd have to take a playstation away from two grown men.' Grissom thought. 'I wonder how my bugs are doing.'

He went over to the cabinet where his collection was and opened the door. To his surprise, there was nothing inside except for a purple post-it note.

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A/N- You can guess what that post-it said! Mwahahahahahaha! If you guys want a third chapter, you gotta give me ideas for it. But I gotta warn you it might take longer to post because I'm starting school on Monday. So review and tell me what you think!