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Here's chap. 3! Sorry it took a while to update! The first parts mainly about NICKY! YAY GO YOU SEXY THANG YOU! ehrmm yeah and though Yo!Bling fans MO states that they usually don't like GSR

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Nick rounded the corner and began a slow jog to catch up with Catherine.

"Hey Cath where're you going?" he asked her, walking at the same pace as her now.

"Uh, to see Warrick." Nick raised an eyebrow and opened his mouth to speak, but was cut off by Catherine.

"About a case." She said slyly as if to say 'get your mind out of the gutter'.

They reached the lab Warrick was working in and Nick noticed Catherine behave more jumpy and excited when she saw her boyfriend.

She ran up to him and placed a very intimate kiss on his lips. Warrick smiled against her lips and moved his arms around her to pull her closer. Nick had seen enough over the past weeks.

"Guys, come on cut it out we've got a case to work on." They broke the kiss and looked to Nick who'd begun rearranging some documents.

"Get used to it bro, there's a lot more to come." He said as a matter-of-factly.

Catherine twirled round to face Warrick.

"I that so!" she mocked shock.

"Oh yeah." He said as they laughed and drew closer to one another.

As they kissed Warrick slide a hand down Catherine's back, lower than expectable in Nick's mind.

"Dude, seriously trying to work here." Warrick reluctantly pulled away from Catherine and looked at Nick as if to say 'thanks for spoiling my fun'.

"Alright, vic was a 31 year old Caucasian female…" before Warrick could go on, they were interrupted by Grissom and Sara walked in the room together, holding hands, kissing… wait a minute, KISSING!

Nick stood up in a confrontational manner.

"What the hell is goin' on here?" Nick asked, demanding to know the reason for what he'd just witnessed.

They froze.

"Crap." Grissom cursed under his breath to Sara.

"Uh Nick…" she laughed nervously, similarly to the way Catherine did when they'd found out about the two of them a few weeks ago. They'd both thought Catherine and Warrick were alone in the room, they hadn't spotted Nick sat at the table.

"We would have told you sooner, but we saw you had absolutely no clue that we were… uh so we decided to keep it a secret for as long as possible." Nick was speechless, practically in a state of shock.

"Uh, honey." She said, giving Grissom a gentle nudge.

He stumbled foreword a few steps.

"Um, Nick, Nicky, we'd appreciate it, " he gestured to himself and then Sara, "If you didn't tell anybody else outside the graveyard shift." Nick snapped back to reality.

"Wait…so, you didn't tell me, why?" he said disbelievingly.

The pair of them shrugged.

"Well, A: because we wanted to tell as little people about us as possible, and B: because… we didn't know how you'd react. And clearly, you're a little, shocked." Grissom stuttered.

"Uh yeah." Nick said obviously, as if the word 'duh' should have been added on the end.

"But you know what," Nick began, "Don't worry about it."

"Grissom and Sara stared at each other in amazement.

"Seriously?" Sara asked, almost alarmed.

"Yeah. I know how difficult it was for these two to finally realise their feelings, why should it be any easier for you two." He gestured to the two couples as he spoke.

"You deserve to be together, both of you. And I'm happy for ya. Anyway it was just a matter of time before you and Griss hooked up." Nick explained his views on the situation as plainly as if he were ordering a cup of coffee.

He turned to Catherine and Warrick.

"So, what was the COD?" he directed his question to Warrick, like the last few minutes had never happened.

Sara and Grissom shrugged simultaneously, and exited the room. Though Sara would most likely want to argue the point of Nick blanking them, they both thought this was simply his way of dealing with it. Or maybe he was really ok with them not telling him, but they couldn't be completely sure just yet.

"Ligature marks around the neck, probable strangulation Doc'll confirm Nick what was that about?" Warrick said in one breath.

He looked up.

"Look, you two would probably have done the same thing if we hadn't walked in on you; by not telling me, or anyone else, it makes it easier to keep your personal lives separate from your jobs am I right?"

They exchanged looks and nodded.

"But, Nick how d'you know so much about this?" Catherine asked.

"I've seen it a million times over at this lab. Technicians, ballistics, you name it, almost everybody who works here is dating someone else who works here these days." This time they exchanged confused frowns.

"Why is that?" Catherine asked her question rhetorically, but Nick answered it.

"Because," he began, leaning over the table slightly as if he were going to tell them a secret, "In this job, you can't afford to have a social life outside of work. There just aren't enough hours in the day…or in our case night." He explained, leaving them with that thought having collected up the evidence relating to their case.

Silence fell on the room for a few moments.

"That's…right." Catherine said analysing what Nick had just told them.

"Yeah, I had no idea he was so…clever." Warrick joked.

Catherine laughed and kissed him. Warrick moaned and broke the kiss only to speak.

"I am so damn lucky to have you." He stated.

"Likewise." Catherine whispered as he moved in to kiss her again.

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Later that night, Warrick was sat on a sofa in the break room, Nick, Sara, Grissom and Greg were all sat around the table and various other spots in the room. Catherine had finished up their case and could kill for a cup of hot coffee. The suspect had confessed on the same day they'd been called to the murder scene, uncommon but not impossible in a situation like the one he was in. Blackmail. It was the thing that seemed to keep the world going round according to any resident of Las Vegas. She made her way to the break room, seeing the rest of the gang mostly around the table; she scanned the room for Warrick who had his head down, playing with some loose thread on his jeans like a bored kid. This was something she'd expect to see Greg doing, but she knew he was just relaxing. She walked to him and stroked a hand from the side of his face to underneath his chin, lifting his head to look at her. Warrick smiled at the sight of her, Catherine placed he thumb on top of his chin near his bottom lip and kissed him quickly before getting herself a cup of coffee, purposely swinging her hips more than usual for his benefit.

He bit his bottom lip and shook his head…appreciatively.

"Get over here girl." He said for everybody to hear. She gladly complied, and sat down half on his lap and half on the seat. He draped his arm over her lazily and kissed her cheek, resting his nose and forehead against the side of her face. Catherine nestled closer to his warm body, bringing her now shoeless feet up underneath his knees and listened to the casual conversation in session.

"Why d'you think that is?" Sara asked Greg.

"I don't know, it just always tastes better with ice cream in it." Greg replied.

Catherine arched an eyebrow and looked to Warrick. He shook his head.

"Don't ask." He whispered. Catherine giggled a little and took a sip of her coffee. Warrick had been playing with her shirtsleeve and was now drumming his fingers on the skin of her shoulder, occasionally making gentle patterns and circles.

He had been whispering in her ear the plans he had for her when they got back to his new apartment, her wavy hair tickling his nose.

"Warrick!" she squealed. This got everybody's attention.

"Uh…never mind." She explained herself quickly before burying her face in his shoulder, clearly embarrassed. Warrick laughed it off and turned his head to drop a kiss in her hair. A few sniggers could be heard, mostly from Greg's direction, but the team returned to their conversations. Warrick drew in a deep breath, the way he did when he was thinking or planning something, Catherine thought.

"Hey," Warrick whispered. Catherine opened one eye to look at him. He laughed at how cute she looked, like a frightened dormouse.

"What d'you say we get out of here?" he said, pining for more contact then they could appropriately have at work.

Catherine looked at her watch.

"It's not end of shift yet." She informed him.

Warrick sighed as he looked at his own watch.

Catherine fell silent for a minute.

"We could…" she began, her eyes fluttered up to look into Warrick's.

"What?" he said curiously.

"It's gonna hurt." She gave him a sympathetic smile.

"What is it? Can't be as painful as not being able to… you know, with you?" he begged for a solution to his desire.

"No I mean, burn." She glanced quickly at her coffee.

"Cath, I've got enough burning inside of me just thinking about what we could be doing right now so…" he looked at her daringly.

"Do it." He said discreetly.

She tipped enough coffee on Warrick's jeans so as not to completely scold him, but enough to make an excuse over.

"Oh my God! Warrick I'm so sorry!" Catherine made a big commotion, trying to make it sound as real as possible.

Warrick laughed a few times and muttered something like, 'Don't worry about it, it's fine.' Catherine quickly snatched up her heels.

"We better get you out of those or that's gonna stain." He simply nodded along to what Catherine said and followed her out the door at a slow jog.

"Bye you guys." Catherine said before Grissom had a chance to look up to the clock on the wall.

"Did she say, we better get you out of those?" Greg asked.

"Yeah, I think so." Nick replied his question.

"Alright." Greg said simply and returned to his puzzle.

Sara and Grissom both smiled a little and exchanged looks, making both their smiles broader.

Warrick and Catherine ran as fast as they could to the parking lot and hopped in their cars, both heading for his place; agreeing on the run there to race, and that whoever won loved the other more than the loser. Catherine glanced across to see Warrick start his engine. He revved it several times, flashing her his best devilish smile. Catherine laughed out loud, though she knew he couldn't hear it. They reversed at the same time, he purposely gave her a head start, he'd said something about ladies first when he jumped into his car. She pulled out the exit and they both set out on the route that would end up at his apartment building.

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