Disclaimer: I still don't own CSI, But I'll have season 4 on DVD in a week! Yay!


"Well, to pull it off, I think we're gonna need..."

"GREG!" Catherine and Warrick yelled in unison. Greg wrinkled his brow and rolled over to the stereo, turning it down. The last strains of Marilyn Manson faded away as he regarded Catherine and Warrick curiously.

"You rang?" He replied. Shift had been over for 20 minutes, half of which had been spent trying to get Greg's attention. Catherine was exasperated.

"God, Greg! Are you deaf! Never mind, don't answer that." Greg smirked and folded his arms. Warrick spoke up.

"Greg, you know how you said one of your relatives was in the plumbing business-"

"Why Warrick, as a matter of fact-"

"Shut up Greg, let Warrick finish." Catherine cut in.

"Touchy, touchy." Warrick rolled his eyes and continued.

"What do you know about plumbing Greg? Do you think you would be able to shut off the water supply to only one apartment without disturbing the entire complex?"

"That's a cinch!" squeaked Greg. "What's going on though?" Catherine and Warrick grinned and dragged Greg in between them.

"We'll explain on the way."


An hour later, Warrick and Greg, laden with plumbingequipment and a spare key to Sara's apartment, were climbing the five flights of stairs to room 4B. When they finally made it, Warrick fumbled with the key as Greg panted next to him. Greg dropped the toolbox on the floor and asked haltingly.

"Where'd...you...get...that..key...?" Warrick looked over at Greg and laughed out loud.

"Someone's outta shape." Greg gave him his best glare, but ended up coughing. Warrick continued.

"Actually, Cath gave it to me. Sara asked Cath to water her plants when she went up to Pahrump, and Cath still had the key. Lucky for us." Greg sighed as Warrick swung the door open and dragged the tool box in.

"I dunno how I feel about setting up my woman with Nick..." He muttered. Warrick gave him a death-stare. Greg huffed and remarked,

"Can I take one of her panties? As a souvenir?"

"Greg! You perverted little-"

"Yeesh, Warrick! I was just kidding!" Greg held up both hands in a gesture of innocence. Warrick looked up at the ceiling and motioned towards the bathroom.

"Just take care of the plumbing Sanders."

"Righto." Warrick paced around the apartment as Greg clanked and banged under Sara's bathroom sink. Greg's muffled voice came out from under the pipes.

"Rick man, how do we know Sara isn't just gonna show up any minute?" Warrick smiled and replied.

"Catherine's got it taken care of. She took Sara out to breakfast. Gives us about two hours, no problem." Greg relaxed and stretched his lanky frame more comfortably under the sink. An hour later, Greg emerged from his position beneath the sink covered in grime and with a red nose. Warrick doubled over with laughter, tears streaming from his eyes.

"Greggo, what the hell happened to your nose man?" Greg scowled and gestured to the tool box.

"Dropped the wrench on my face, hurts like-" Warrick's cell phone rang, interrupting Greg. Warrick picked it up. His face became panicked as he gestured to Greg to clean up his tools.

"That was Cath! Sara's back!" He hissed, "We gotta get outta here NOW!" Greg cradled the tools under his arms and sprinted for all he was worth. Warrick followed, closing the door as quietly as possible.

"Aw man, Warrick! Where do we go?" Greg was panicking and turning around in circles, he could hear footsteps going up the stairs. Warrick looked around frantically.

"There!" he whispered, pointing to an open door. They both ducked in and slammed the door shut. It closed with an ominous clack.

"Uh Rick?" Greg asked warily trying the doorknob.

"What?"

"I think the door locks from the outside." Warrick scrunched up his face. Damn.


Sara walked down the hallway to her room, her feet hitting the carpeting with a sloshing sound. It had rained AGAIN,and she still couldn't find her umbrella. Breakfast with Catherine had been fun, but she was still emotionally and physically tired from the night before. That night, Sara had laid in bed restlessly thinking about Nick. She was also tired of Catherine's slew of questions regarding her love life. All throughout breakfast she was hinting that a new boyfriend was in the cards for Miss Sara Sidle. Sara had merely snorted into her waffles, but in the corner of her mind, she was still thinking of Nick. With a sigh, Sara drew out her keys and walked through the door. Her apartment was sparsely furnished, but still tasteful. It was painted in muted plum and beige with comfortable overstuffed furniture strategically placed in each room.

She walked purposefully into the living room and flipped on the lights. After throwing her purse and jacket on the kitchen counter, she went to the bathroom to take a hot shower. Her aching muscles demanded one. Sara pulled the plastic curtain to one side and turned the dial on the shower. She frowned.There was the hissing of water, but no water was coming out! Oh, this is just what I needed. She tried all the knobs on her faucet and then ran to the kitchen. No water there either. She ran back to the bathroom, still no water. Tears were welling up behind Sara's eyes, this was just too much.

"UUUGGHHH!" She screamed. She crouched in front of her bathtub, wondering what to do. She could just wait until tomorrow and call in a plumber...but she REALLY needed a shower. There was only one solution. Sara ran to her phone and dialed Catherine's number. It rang twice before Catherine picked up.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Cath? It's Sara."

"Hi!"

"Look, I know this is really short notice and all, but...I don't have any water at my apartment...and I was wondering if I could stay at your place while it was getting fixed...?"

"Oh, Sara, I'm sorry hun. Lindsey's grandparents are here, and there just isn't any room! Is there anybody else you could ask?" Catherine could barely conceal the smile in her voice.

"Um, no actually."

"Well, what about Nick?" Catherine was getting excited now, she was positively giddy.

"Uh Nick? Do you think he'd be ok with that?" Sara was feeling rather hopeful.

"Of course Sara! Nick's such a nice guy, he wouldn't mind. Just give him a call."

"Ok, thanks Cath, I'll do that."

"Bye Sara." Catherine hung up with the biggest grin plastered on her face. And phase two of Nick/Sara Budding Relationship was underway. She picked up her cell and called Warrick. This calls for celebration!

"Bye." said Sara. She hung up and immediately dialed Nick's number. It rang once, twice, three times...

"Hello?" answered Nick.


Dum, dum, dum...TBC