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Well...I know what's been going on since yesterday, and this is my attempt at making it better!

Short and Sweet, but to the point. Read and Review!

Epilogue

The sun shone brightly in the cloudless sky of the morning. This kind of light reminded Nick that his messed up, risky, crazy past 24 hours had been worth it.

He'd made love to Sara, scratched his head when she left her, became a rambling fool around her mere presence, and confessed his desire to her in a hall closet all in less than a day. But, as he pulled his Denali onto the curb in front of his apartment, he smiled at his victory. He got out of his car and slid around to pull open the passengers' side door; out stepped the brunette that had made all of his fantasies a reality.

"So," Nick said, "Ready for some good eatin'?"

"Yeah," Sara replied, looking into his brown eyes, "I've been starving since the beginning of shift."

Together, they made their way up the steps and into the hallway, gliding down to Nick's apartment hand in hand. After their confession in the supply closet, they had made sure they were cordial and professional for the rest of shift. For one long hour, they made as little contact with each other as possible. Nick knew it was because if they'd been around each other for more than two minutes, the odds were good that they would end up on the floor in a rather compromising situation in the middle of the lab. Unwilling to risk topping his day of amazing embarrassment off with a stunned coworker walking in on he and Sara going at it like animals, Nick had attended the final briefing and then left Sara to her own devices. He had picked her up in front of the lab with her kit in her hand. Nick looked at his brunette coworker-turned-lover, and noticed that she was still carrying her kit with her.

"Sar? Why are you still carrying your field kit? We're just going into my house." Nick looked at her with a partially confused, partially amused expression that drove Sara to let out a low giggle and stop in the middle of the hallway, setting down her metal case. She cleared her throat and began to explain folding her arms in a protective stance.

"Well, I have some extra case files in here just in case. You never know when you're able to do work." She smiled at him and picked her CSI ammunition back up, swinging it in her left hand.

Well, if things go my way, you won't have any time to do anything of the kind, Nick thought to himself as they reached the door to his apartment. This time, the locks were no problem as the door swung open with a perfect ease. Nick smiled at his small yet gratifying accomplishment; things were going his way and he was going to enjoy it for all that it was worth.

"So," Nick said as he made a beeline to the refrigerator, prepared to give Sara the best breakfast she'd ever had, "I'm thinking pancakes myself…."

"Pancakes sound nice," Sara replied, surveying Nick's apartment, taking a good long look at it in the daylight, "Do you mind if I use your bathroom?"

"Sar, do you have to ask?" He turned to her and smiled, opening the door to his packed refrigerator. He rooted around the jars of pickles sent by his mother to find the lone carton of eggs in the back.

"Now, I think I have some strawberries down in the cupboard if I could—" Suddenly, Nick stopped his breakfast ramblings and took a long look at the doorway to his bedroom.

Staring him down was Sara, her blue bra and panties covered by her own lab coat. Tugging at it, Sara unwittingly drew Nick's attention to her long toned legs. He couldn't help but give her a slow once over, and licked his lips. She'd placed her hair in a disheveled, messy bun, and continued to tug at the coat, signifying that she didn't want it on for much longer.

"Did I hear correctly that messy hair and a lab coat turns you on?" Sara purred out in the sex-laced voice Nick remembered from the previous night.

Nick stood frozen, his hands released and he dropped his entire carton with eggs. Hitting with the soft crack of eggshells, Sara made a mock wince and slid toward him.

"You know, Nick, if you keep dropping food products every time you're surprised to see me, you might be spending a whole lot more at the grocery store later."

Hovering close to him now, Nick couldn't help but suppress a huge smile.

"As long as it doesn't take me away from you."

With that he lifted Sara up and threw her over his shoulder. She resisted, squealing, but Nick just began to spin her around and laugh playfully.

"Now, darlin', do you want to know what your lab coat does to me?" Nick asked in a playful yet husky tone.

"Oh gosh Nick I swear if you drop me!" Sara squealed again as Nick threw her up in the air a little ways just to rattle her.

"I said, do you want to know what your lab coat does to me?"

"Always."

With that, Nick carried his lovely hostage down the hall and to his bedroom door. He laughed, and proceeded to kick the door shut, forcing Sara to scream from her vantagepoint.

Currently occupied, Nick hadn't realized his phone rang. The whir of the answering machine kicked in, sending the caller a voice message followed by the signaling beep.

"Hey Nicky!" Jay whooped from the phone, obviously happy, "I just wanted to tell you that I've had a totally rockin' time partying it up with you this weekend. Hope is all going well with that fine lab chick, and if it's not, can I get her phone number? Just kidding, man! I actually wanted to call and tell you that Tisha and I tied the knot last night. I know, I know, how can the Jay-man settle down? But, she's amazing…and that body…. Anyway, call me up and don't forget to expect another gnarly Christmas card this year. Tisha will look so hot on my lap. Not that she already isn't—"

With that, the answering machine mercifully cut Jay off from his ramblings, allowing Nick and Sara to resume their activities in peace.

The sun shone high over Vegas, and, in Nick's apartment, it seems as though Nick and his guest were too busy working out tension from six years to realize that the sunlight had dried egg whites on the hardwood floor of Nick's apartment.

Yet, as of this point, Nick honestly didn't care.

Story is over, but my faith isn't, so expect more stories from me soon!

Read and Review, as it makes my heart sing with joy!