I do not own CSI, unless dreaming about it counts. Enjoy my little readers.

She came in and made her way to the break room, unable to control the urges that over rode all common sense when she saw him standing alone in the break room sipping coffee.

"He's so strong, and tall. And that accent is fuel for the fire." She thought, pouring herself some coffee and edged close to him. Nick cleared his throat and moved a step over the right, and Ally moved alone with him.

"Oh come on Nick don't play coy with me, I know you like me." She sighed coming closer still. Nick just moved away from her putting the table between them, as Warrick came in giving his buddy a confused look.

"Hey aren't you guys a little old for musical chairs?" He asked Nick didn't respond just kept his eyes on Ally, She'd bed with them for a few weeks now and every time he had the misfortune of being alone wit her she had thrown herself at him. HE wasn't looking for any one at the moment and had told her as such, but she still continued to harass him.

"Harass?" His mind asked,

"Huh, funny I never thought of like that." He thought, Warrick slapped his shoulder bring him out of his thoughts.

"Careful Rick, this coffee's not exactly cols you know." He warned moving the coffee and away from him so's not to burn himself.

"Sorry, just trying to get your attention man. It's you and me tonight, 419 on Weston Street." Warrick said, Nick grinned, halleluiah there is a god.

"Cool let go then." HE said dumping the last of his coffee and heading out the door Warrick in tow.

"So what do you think of the new girl?" Warrick asked as the worked the scene, He was working the living room and Nick was a few away in the dining room. Nick stopped moving his powder brush and looked around his friend.

'I... Don't know, she's cute I guess." Nick answered, going back to his fingerprinting.

"Yeah, well I thought I might ask her out, but it seems she likes you." Warrick continued, Nick hesitated again, Warrick was getting at something, and nick a sinking suspicion that he knew what it was.

"I'm not in the least bit interested in Ally or any other girl right now." Nick answered and tape lifted the print he'd found.

"And yet she seems to like you any ways." Warrick pointed out.

"Man, leave it alone please I'm really not interested in her, she just hasn't accepted it yet." Nick defended.

"Sure thing man, whatever you say." Warrick caved. Nick didn't respond just shook his head and went back to work.

Nick dropped of his DNA to Mia and then went to start working on fingerprints. He met up with Brass at PD and together they talked with the family of the victim, 23 year old, Kayla Prates.

"Why do you want our prints for we had nothing to do with this." Her father exploded Nick back away and looked at brass.

"Look MR. Prates I know your upset but I need to rule out family first, before we can start looking elsewhere." Nick threw his voice low and, he hoped, soothing, the man calmed down and nodded, fresh tears making tracks down his face. Nick made quick work of the job and giving them him sincerest condolences left eh grieving family.

"Man I'm glad that parts over, I just have to run the prints and see of I get anything." HE told Warrick as he entered the lab and set to work on the prints.

"Well, none of the family match the print I found in the Dinning room, so that means our victim had company before she died." Nick informed his partner.

"Well, I guess we go back to the parents ask some more questions." Warrick said, they left, a pair of eyes watched nick retreating back.

'And what a backside it is.' She thought grinning.

I have no idea where this will go; it's just something my overtaxed mind thought up, to distract me from my studies. Might be a good one who knows, let me know what Y'all think about it.