Sara couldn't get off the plane quickly enough, leaving both Nick and Grissom to stare after her, each wondering what would make her rush off in such haste. True, she probably couldn't wait to feel the ground under her feet, but both men were left wondering whether it might have been something to do with either of them, respectively.

Sara, meanwhile, virtually ran through the arrivals hall, looking for the bathroom. Standing in front of the mirror, she studied her reflection.

"What is wrong with me?" she muttered under her breath, already knowing the answer.

What on earth came over her on that plane? She should never have kissed Grissom like that. How would she look him in the eye now? Of course, she could always blame it on the stress and the high altitude.

She could feel familiar sense of panic, when she realised that he was only few hundred metres away and she would have to face him soon. Both of them, actually. Sara wasn't sure whether the fact that Nick accompanied them on this trip was a blessing or a curse. Everything was happening way too fast.

She felt the sudden urge to drink. How she wished she could crawl into her bed right now and forget that all of it happened! Looking up at the ceiling, she closed her eyes and exhaled deeply.

On the other hand...

She was in Florida. She was going to spend to five days away from the lab, instead enjoying new surroundings for a change. And she had Grissom and Nick to keep her company. What was she really worried about?

Whatever was or wasn't going to happen out here, would surely be kept between the three of them. So she might as well have a little fun, and why not?

Smiling to herself, Sara looked at her reflection. She pulled out little bottle of perfume from her bag and sprayed herself with it, before fixing her hair with one swift move.

'Time to have some fun, girl!' she thought and feeling much more poised, she walked out of the bathroom.

Meanwhile, Nick glanced at Grissom from the corner of his eye, as they stood in the luggage hall, waiting for their suitcases to show up on conveyor belt.

"Are you alright, boss?"

Grissom was so deep in his thoughts that his brain barely registered Nick's question.

"Huh?"

Nick bit his lower lip. He knew something was up. And in more ways than one, it seemed. Nick shifted his gaze downwards, with a meaningful cough.

"I was just saying that um.. you look rather uncomfortable there, boss."

Grissom shot Nick one of his best poker faces.

"I'm alright, Nicky. And if I were you I'd start thinking about all the work we've got to do while we're here."

"Oh, come on, boss, we're in Florida, after all! Surely you'll let Sara and me drag you to the beach?"

Grissom sighed in exasperation. Just the mention of Sara and the beach in the same sentence was making him even more hot. And the way Nick had uttered the words to him, almost pleading.

Something about this situation felt different to him, and even though he wasn't ready to admit it out loud, he was quite enjoying that feeling.

"Grissom, Nicky, Grissom. Don't call me 'boss' out here, alright?"

'Although it would be good for you to remember that I still am your boss. Or at least I'd like to be.' Grissom added in his thoughts, smiling at Nick, who reciprocated with his Texan grin.

Grissom turned back to the conveyor belt, where his their suitcases finally appeared. He bend down to pick up his and almost butted heads with Sara, who suddenly materialised at his side.

She lost her balance and almost fell backwards, Grissom catching her at the last second. His hand grabbed her wrist and he briefly pulled her to him, as she found her footing. Fresh from their up-close moment on the plane, both Grissom and Sara blushed slightly, realising their proximity.

"Sorry, Sara, didn't see you there."

She giggled, lingering in his arms longer than it would probably be deemed appropriate, but she didn't care. And clearly, neither was he. Grissom smiled, despite the somewhat uncomfortable situation.

"My fault", Sara somehow managed to form a few words. "You okay?"

He nodded, letting go of her and the spell was broken. Grissom turned away from her, only to face Nick who, after witnessing the rather tight spot his companions found themselves in, had a very amused look on his face.

"Well, boss, lead the way." Nick gestured Grissom towards the gates, as he joined Sara and the trio started to make their way towards the hotel.

Sara wasn't looking at him, and Nick himself wasn't sure what the hell had just happened, because all of a sudden he started to feel very uncomfortable around his former boss. His beautiful colleague, who was walking next to him certainly wasn't helping matters.

This was shaping up to be a very interesting conference, indeed.