This is set around the episode of 'Pledging Mr Johnson' when Sara walks into the locker room and finds Nick and Warrick changing before thier shift starts. Please read and review as I am still pretty new to writing fics and need all the help I can get… Enjoy!


Sara was still eyeing up Nicks muscular torso as Warrick left for the evidence vault, "So me and you 419 western RVU."

Nick turned noting Sara's close proximity and that million dollar smile that made his heart melt, "I know a dead body at a Fraternity… 7am, looks like we're pulling another double," he said as he started buttoning up his shirt.

"I know, we don't have all day," She paused for a moment, glancing at his top, "Are… are you going to wear that?"

Laughing a little Nick turned to confront her, "Yeah." As he spoke he grinned and nodded his head just to reassure himself.

Undeterred by this Sara continued, "It's erm… Hideous."

"Thanks" His tone was decidedly sarcastic as he heard Sara walk towards the locker room door behind him, "Hey, Sara?"

"Yeah"

"Could I… Erm, I was wondering it. I mean, what I'm trying to say is..." Suddenly Nicks nerves of steel had failed him and the feeling he had from first asking a girl out in High school had replaced it.

"Nick… You're rambling. What is it?"

Nick mentally gave himself a quick prep talk and inwardly kicked himself for babbling on, "Sara, would you like to go out some time?" Once he'd got it out he just couldn't stop talking, "I mean with me, on a kinda date. Erm, if you don't want to, that's fine as we--"

"Nick!" Sara was finding it hard to get a word in edgeways and cut him off mid sentence. "Nick, I would love to go out with you."

As soon as her words were out, Nicks smile spread from ear to ear. Despite not meeting her that long ago, he had gotten to know her quickly and immensely enjoyed her company. This was a friendship neither of them wanted to loose, but both wanted to see if it was a little more than friendship.

"Is it alright if I pick you up at 7?"

"Sure… Are you going to give me any idea where we're going though?" She looked at him curiously, wondering what he had up his sleeve.

"Somewhere..." He stood for a few seconds in silence trying to think of the right word, "Somewhere special."

Smiling, Sara knew not to push him for any more information. She had heard a lot about Nick the 'Ladies Man' and was unsure if that part of him actually existed. The 6 o'clock news every evening, bought to the lab by the one and only Greg Sanders, about Nicks 'newest trophy' always seemed to be an unlikely story - if not, a fictional one. Sara wanted to get to know the real Nick Stokes, not the fictional character that Greg was making him out to be. Maybe... Just maybe this date would let her do just that…