When Grissom walked into the breakroom that afternoon, he found Sara curled up asleep on the couch. He looked at his watch. Five hours 'till her shift starts. Why isn't she at home? Should I wake her up? She's so beautiful when she's sleeping though. He decided to let her have a couple more hours sleep and silently went to get himself a cup of coffee.

"Grissom?" He turned around to see a sleepy Sara waking up. She sat up and stretched out her arms. "What time is it?"

"It's just after two. But what are you doing here?"

"I had some stuff to do. And I still have loads of paper work to do."

"Sara go home. Lay down for a couple hours then come back to work. The paperwork will still be here when you get back tonight."

She looked at him angrily. "Exactly Grissom! It'll still be here! That's why I have to do it now. Besides…" she added with sadness filling her eyes, "it's not like there's anyone waiting for me at home." She stood up from the couch, but her legs were still a bit sleepy. She lost her footing and stumbled over, but before she could stop herself from falling, Grissom's strong arms were there supporting her. He had caught her, with one arm around her waist, and one around her shoulders. When Sara looked up, she was only inches away from his face. His arms around her caused her to tremble slightly. For longer than they realized they were staring into each other's eyes, just trying to capture the emotions hidden behind them. Finally Grissom stood up, pulling Sara with him.

"Are you alright?"

She was a bit shaky but he kept one of his arms around her waist for support. "Yeah… I think so. My legs were still asleep I guess."

He raised his eyebrows in amusement, and a small smile was etched on his face. "I told you, you should go home."

Her eyes suddenly went dark again, and her face tightened. "I said I was fine. Now if you excuse me, I have paperwork to do." She gathered her papers and left a stunned Grissom in the break room. Good going man. You upset her again. You're getting pretty good at this. He shook his head, and left to find Sara. He needed to apologize to her before shift started.

Alex was in Grissom's office. She was reeling slightly restless and took out her MP3 and attached it to her portable speakers. Turning up the volume, she started humming along to the music.

Nick was walking down the hall, when he heard a familiar noise coming from Grissom's office. Country music? Now who … Nick looked into the doorway to see Alex laying on the couch relaxing, and singing along to some country hits. The present song, something by Tim McGraw. "Man I love this song!" He sang the next couple words, and Alex sat up on the couch.

"Oh hey Nick!"

"Hey."

"Like country music?" Seeing the glaring look on his face, she laughed. "Ok, ok stupid question."

"You have got to be like the few people that I have met in Vegas that actually appreciate good country music."

She laughed, standing up from the couch, and turning down the volume. "Yeah, it's not too popular among my friends either. But I love it! It's just fun to listen to."

"Man you are so right." He winked at her, and walked back out the door. "I got evidence to look at, but I'll see ya around."

"See ya Nick!"