A/N: Hey guys thank you SO much for all your lovely reviews they really make my day and encourage me to write more! I am really sorry I haven't updated in so long and I hope you all still want to read and find this chapter as entertaining as before… I suffer from depression sometimes and have had a lot to cope with cuz my dad's really sick and stuff so I'm sorry it's just taking me a while to get back on track!
Please note: In my story, Warrick did NOT get married and he has no girlfriend… well so to speak… and there is a point to my random drivel in this chapter so please bear with me…
Disclaimer: I do not own anything to do with CSI, or The Rolling Stones and their songs or Starbucks, Benjy's, Wicker Park (which I don't even know exists!) or well anything really…
So without further ado… on with the show…
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Temptation Waits Chapter 4
By Laydeebear"Insanity"
"Definitely Insanity."
"I mean why on earth…"
Sara sighed and dropped her head onto the layout table, she hadn't even begun looking at any evidence yet and yet again she was talking to herself.
Well not really talking per se, it was more so incoherent muttering. She allowed herself the briefest of smiles as she thought about the effect she seemed to be having on Nick but the smile was fast replaced with a deep set frown.
What
the hell was she thinking?
This was Nick Stokes. Nick. Nicky!
This
was…
"Insane." She sighed again, the frown disappearing leaving her face strangely emotionless.
Sara
let out a very frustrated sigh before she set about sterilising the
table so she could lay her evidence out. As she worked she began to
hum to herself, the occasional word falling over her lips; she could
hear the faint sound of the radio drifting over from the DNA lab -
The Rolling Stones – Brown Sugar. The song made her smile as she
started singing properly and she reached for the fluid to sterilise
the table. As she turned round, she sang a little louder, swaying her
hips slightly as she then tied her hair up.
The chorus came
through the speakers and she nodded her head whilst snapping on a
pair of gloves and going back to humming, her worry over Nick now
almost forgotten, As she leaned over the table she let out a
throaty;
"Ohh Brown Sugaaaaar!"
She laughed to herself as she stood up and gave her hips a little wiggle, turning round a few times.
"Ohhh yeah Brown Sug…"
As she turned once more she was mortified and almost bowled off her feet to see Nick standing in the doorway an expression of amusement adamant on his face. She slipped slightly as she brought herself to an abrupt halt and just stared at him trying her hardest to think of a good explanation.
"Uh…"
Her mouth snapped shut and she couldn't help but think she must have looked exactly like he had done half an hour or so ago. She cleared her throat and licked her lips.
"Uhh Nick… hey… so uhh what you doing?"
She was trying her utmost to sound casual and as if she had not just been caught 'shaking her ass' to The Rolling Stones in her lab coat. He grinned slightly,
"Checking out the view." He murmured.
If
it was at all possible, Sara's cheeks went even redder than they
already were.
View.
Sara sighed inwardly; How could
anyone be checking out the view when she was wearing a hunking
great work issued lab coat which couldn't even make the sexiest man
on earth look even remotely… well, sexy!
"I… was uhh…"
She frowned before the words: To hell with it! Came to mind and for once she said what she thought.
"Nick, I'm wearing my lab coat." She commented dead panned causing him to laugh.
"And you look oh so good doing it too Sara!"
She raised an eyebrow, "Oh come on Nick that is…"
He wiggled his eyebrows before shrugging; "Hey I'm just telling you what I see." He grinned before continuing, "And anyway just the thought of you shaking your ass with or without the lab coat on does more for me than you'll ever know!"
She held her hands up signalling for him to stop and shook her head; "Okay okay…" With that she walked around the table trying to ignore the intense gaze he was shooting her. "So, I guess I should be thankful you're talking to me now." She looked up trying not to smirk; "Now that we've got it perfectly clear that I'm not jumping into bed with Grissom, NOT that it's any of your business if I was." She continued quickly.
They were silent for a minute before Nick spoke up again.
"I really am sorry I acted like a jerk, I had no right to."
"No you didn't." She replied giving the table one final wipe down and changing her gloves before reaching for a brown bag that contained the male adult victim's sweater.
"You want some help?"
She smiled up at him appreciatively, "I would love some help Nick."
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You
know it amazes me, she amazes me.
How can one woman
have so much brass and balls one second only the next she's
retiring into a shell only to come shooting out of it again the next?
Sara, I mean she's unpredictable at the best of times to say the least. She has these bursts of confidence much the same as anyone else I guess but with Sara it's different, they accumulate themselves then when she has a burst of confidence and feels really relaxed you see a whole different side to her that you had no idea existed and well…
You can see why I
like her right?
So she has these
sudden bursts where she flirts and teases, sometimes mercilessly and
needless to say it drives me crazy.
And then she'll go
back to being shy and blushing again, which is absolutely adorable
but it makes me angry. It's like she suddenly realises what she's
doing and feels that she shouldn't be feeling that way or that
she's acting out of place, I can see it in her eyes… And I know
that she sometimes feels like she's not worthy of anyone's
attention; that's why she closes up and goes quiet. It makes me
angry to the point where I could drive round to everyone who's ever
hurt her and hammer their door down just to kick the shit out of
them.
But anyway, right now
she seemed to be in a little burst and I loved every second of it,
she was still humming as we stretched the sweater out on the table.
And still humming as we started to look over it and lift trace from
it's weave.
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Nick smirked as Sara continued to hum, "So uhh… Brown Sugar huh? There something you not telling me?" It was her turn to smirk and Nick dug her in the ribs earning a quiet yelp from her, "You want me to get Warrick to help you process this instead?" He probed nudging her again.
"Oh lord!" She shook her head, "Nicky give it a rest."
"Hey I was just wondering." He laughed; as she laughed back he couldn't help but think it was the most wonderful sound he'd ever heard. "Unless of course you're talking about the other brown sugar in which case you might want to go cold turkey before Gris finds out." Sara let him finish before giving him a death stare, which was half masked with a smirk.
After a few minutes silence he spoke up again, "You busy later?" Sara visibly tensed up and he wondered if he should have just stayed quiet but thought he'd at least try and pursue it anyway. "I was just wondering because Benjy's have this special on at the moment for breakfast; a new pancake recipe. I wondered if you'd wanna grab some breakfast?" He said clearing his throat uneasily; his mouth suddenly feeling like it was full of sand.
"Oh…"
Her cheeks had gone a little red but she was still smiling and she hadn't said no yet…
"That uhh…" She looked up and he smiled back at her noticing that her hair had already started to shake loose, "That would be nice, yeah."
"Cool." He nodded looking back at the sweater.
"Cool." She smiled again with a brief nod.
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It was with the heaviest of sighs that Nick took one of the coffees off of the Starbucks trays in front of him. The night shift was now well into a second shift and the promised breakfast with hiself and one Sara Sidle had gone out of the window along with the few suspects they did have. He yawned a few times before taking a large gulp of the coffee; at least this would keep him awake, he looked at the clock, which if it was correct told him that it was 1:30 in the afternoon. He frowned trying to work it out; he'd been at work for…
Before
he could work it out, the little minute hand stopped before swinging
round in a circle, before it could settle it turned into a Mickey
Mouse hand. Then, the whole clock jumped off the wall and started
walking towards him on short stubby red legs that had sprouted from
nowhere. It jumped onto the table and started shuffling along towards
him, 'tick tock tick tock tick tick tick tick tick' It was
stuck on tick and Nick jumped as it climbed onto his chest and walked
towards his face, hitting him in the nose, now prodding
him.
"Gerroff…" He swatted it but it only seemed to make it
tick more ferociously and prod his face harder.
He tried to grab
it but was shocked to hear it giggle.
Hold on, clocks don't giggle.
Nick sat up quickly looking around him, Sara was sat next to him at the table laughing, Greg sat opposite also laughing, and holding a spoon in his hand that he'd just finished poking Nick with.
"Did the mean old clock get you Nick?" Greg teased.
Nick frowned, he'd clearly been dreaming.
"Leave him alone Greg." Sara tried although she didn't stop laughing. "Although you do look cute with dribble coming out of your mouth and your head all squashed up against the table whilst murmuring… stuff." She mused.
Another frown and Nick swiped at his mouth before ruffling his hair, "Sorry." He said sheepishly, "I guess I was tired."
"Yeah me too." Sara agreed, "It's 3:00 nearly, I mean we aren't making much headway, there is far too much evidence…" She stifled a yawn, "And…" She stifled another yawn, "And well I'm tired."
"We already covered that." Nick said leaning back in his chair and looking around for his coffee, which Sara handed to him. "This sucks, it's not like we're getting anywhere."
Greg stood up, voicing his agreement and busying hiself with looking in the fridge.
"So much for breakfast huh?" Sara sighed quietly.
"Yeah…" Nick paused, "We could uhh get dinner?" He looked at her as a suspicious look appeared on her face. "Instead I mean…"
"That sounds awfully like a date Nicky."
He shrugged, "It's whatever you make of it." He looked casually down at his coffee praying that she would say yes."
After a brief pause she nodded, "Okay sure, where you wanna go?"
"Oh well uhh, we could go to Wicker Park? They do good vegetarian food there." As he finished, Nick was sure a look of surprise flitted across her eyes but she quickly masked it and nodded.
"That sounds good."
"What sounds good?"
They both looked up as Warrick wondered into the room.
"Oh um just food." Sara smiled at him.
"Oh I hear that." He nodded.
Greg made a noise of triumph as he pulled a bag of potato chips from the cupboard he'd just been routing through, "Yes score!" As he turned round Warrick grabbed them from him.
"Thanks man."
"Hey!" He frowned grumpily but then forgetting about the chips spoke up, "Hang on where were you?"
"Huh?" Warrick asked with a mouthful of chips.
Sara nodded, "You know, he's right you've been gone for nearly an hour, don't tell me you got a break cuz that's just wrong."
Warrick looked between the two before shrugging; "I've been in the lab of course."
At that point, Catherine walked in and made a beeline for Warrick, "Oooh yum I'm starving." She grabbed the packet out of his hand and stuffed a few in her mouth.
Exchanging looks, Greg and Sara walked closer to the couple. "Come to think of it Cath you've been gone almost the same time." Sara said crossing her arms, she heard a snort come from Nick's direction and looked back at him, he quickly busied hiself with making a new coffee as the old one had gone cold but Sara was sure his shoulders were shaking slightly with laughter. She turned back to Catherine who had gone a little pink in the cheeks but spoke up anyway.
"I've been in the lab." She said simply.
Sara raised an eyebrow and looked over at Greg. "That's what Warrick said." Greg told her.
"What were you doing in the lab?" He probed.
"Helping Grissom." Warrick said at the same time as Catherine also said;
"Helping Grissom."
"Oh." Sara nodded, "So uhh, you were BOTH helping Grissom." Sara said slowly.
"Uh well not directly." Warrick said, "I was doing something FOR Grissom." He tried.
"Yeah and I was…"
"Hey guys." Archie walked into the break room and made straight for the coffee, "Cath, Rick, manage to find that earring of yours?"
"Huh?" Greg asked as both he and Sara turned to him.
"They were in the locker room for ages, Cath dropped one of her earrings they were on the floor trying to find it." Archie said as he poured some coffee out, "I ju…" Before he could continue, Sara and Greg turned back round to find Catherine and Warrick had left the room.
"Oh man I knew it." Greg said as he set his mug down and ran out after them. Sara stared open mouthed at Archie then looked at Nick who was trying to hide a smirk.
"Did you know?" She asked.
He looked up from his mug, "Uhh know what?"
"Yeah know what?" Archie asked bewildered.
Nick pushed hiself off the surface and walked out of the room, "Uhh I'ma go get… locker." He said making a quick exit.
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As he walked into the locker room, Nick chuckled to hiself, he knew there was no way Warrick and Catherine would be able to keep their relationship secret much longer. He heard the door behind him swing open and he laughed, "Rick you know that Sa…"
"You so knew."
Nick turned to see Sara staring at him, arms crossed defiantly across her chest. "What?" He asked trying to sound as innocent as possible.
She smirked and walked over prodding his arm, "You so knew, you rat why didn't you say something?"
He jumped out of the way as she tried to poke his stomach and laughed as she followed him prodding his chest, then his arm eventually reaching his stomach as his back hit the wall.
"I don… hey… know what… ah… you're going… o-ooh…" he tried to shield his stomach when she stopped and laughed.
"Nicholas Stokes how long have you known?"
"I…" he stopped seeing her eyebrow arch, "About 3 months."
Her jaw dropped and she poked his stomach again causing him to yelp, "I can not believe you!"
He laughed and jumped out of the way again, "Would you quit that?"
"Quit what?" She asked poking him again grinning.
He eyed her and smiled seeing the mischievous glint in her eye, "This…" He said pressing her against the nearest row of lockers and tickling her stomach.
"Ahh, Nick… ow... Nick…" She giggled breathlessly as his hands, "Hey…" She tried to stop him but only succeeded in knocking his hands out of the way so he fell closer to her. They both stopped laughing until they were both staring at one another, it was only when Sara finally let a breath out that both of them realised Nick's hands were gripping Sara's waist and Sara's hands were resting against his chest.
"I…"
Sara went quiet as Nick opened his mouth to speak but no words came out.
"So you knew?" She asked nervously.
He nodded but didn't speak.
A silence fell between them as Nick moved ever so slightly towards Sara, he could feel the heat from her breath. "Would you… would you hate me if…"
She swallowed, "If what?" She asked softly, unconsciously leaning forward herself.
"If I did this…" He murmured the words as he pressed his lips to hers.
Sara felt like she could melt as Nick pressed her back against the lockers their lips pressing more firmly together. She felt his tongue lightly touch her lips and parted them slightly sighing as his tongue flickered over hers and the kiss deepened. Nick's hands gripped her waist tightly and she couldn't help but run her hands up to his shoulders and neck then down his arms. She'd never been one to get caught up in a moment but feeling Nick touching her and so clearly wanting her; she just wanted to give into every desire she had. She jumped slightly as his hands slid down to her hips and felt a sudden sense of loss as he pulled back. He paused for a few seconds and she frowned reading his expression.
"What is it?" She asked trying to slow her breathing down.
Nick shook his head "Nothing…" he touched a hand to her hair.
The locker room door slammed open making both of them jump, "Nicholas Stokes!"
Nick sighed, "Greg…" He said under his breath, "…again…" He finished with a sigh and stepped away from Sara, busying hiself with his locker as Sara sat down on the bench.
"Nick I need information." Greg chirped.
"You tried the Internet? I hear that's good…"
"Nice try Nick." Greg said crossing his arms and looking from Sara to Nick then back again; "Sara weren't you looking at stuff in the evidence room?"
She smirked, "You won't get it out of him Greg I tried."
"Ah but we have an unspoken male bond." Greg said reassuringly, "Right Nicky?"
"Uhh sure Greggo." Nick said looking anything but.
Sara laughed, "Male bond huh? Well the female form is a much stronger influence on a man and I got nothing out of him." she lied. Nick couldn't help but notice how convincing she was and smirked slightly.
Greg looked slightly crestfallen, "Ugh I know there's something going on between those two, I just can't prove it, maybe I could follow them?" He muttered.
As they started walking down the corridor Nick laughed, "Yeah Greg that would be otherwise known as stalking!"
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He walked off muttering to himself leaving Nick and Sara in the hallway. Nick looked over towards where Greg was now stood talking in a hushed whisper with Archie, Archie looked fairly pleased with himself and the two soon walked off in the direction of the break room. He chuckled to hiself, shaking his head and turning back to Sara who was shuffling her feet slightly.
"So uhh…" She looked up at the sound of his voice, "Dinner?"
"Su…"
Sara was cut off by Grissom; "Sara there's something I need you to go over in evidence room 1 ASAP."
She gave a soft sigh and threw Nick a quick glance before following Grissom.
Nick
was left in the middle of the corridor staring after her retreating
form. He wasn't sure whether he should be smiling or kicking
hiself. After a few seconds he was unable to control the smile that
spread across his face and he walked off in the direction of the
break room.
"Now how bout that coffee."
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So there we are I'm
really sorry this has taken so long, I just kept changing things
everywhere and I'm still not 100 satisfied but I really wanted to
post this chapter… Just as a forewarning Ecklie still hasn't
redeemed hiself in my books and as much as I love Gris, a story
wouldn't be a story without some troubles ahead! Hopefully we get to hear Sarah's thought on a few matters too...
Y'all come back now
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