DISCLAIMER: Don't own it... No money made... Just for fun and enjoyment.

SUMMARY: Sequel to Displacement. The CSI team and their recently hired coroner Stephanie are back to work solving cases, sharing companionship and generally making their way through the dire world of criminal investigation with humor and friendship... This one will show the development of the relationship between Grissom and Sara and there should be some other surprises down the road as well. Romance/Drama/Angst/Mature Situations

RATING: M for Mature - I'm starting this one out at "M", since we won't be waiting quite so long for the smut this time out ;)

A/N: It may seem like this is getting started a little slow, but I needed to put a few little viggies in there to get the groundwork laid out for the fun to come. Also, I might not be posting with as much frequency as the last one. It might be up to a few days between posts. :p But one of my beta's is having technical problems and the other is still fan girling over the changes to the "Clues" picture. So, as soon as I can scrape her off the hi-res monitor and get her to focus on words again, things should move along a little faster ;)

REVIEWS: I am always looking for ways to improve my writing, and your reviews let me know if I am hitting my mark. Thank you in advance for the time you take to review this story. Also, it was nice to see the usual suspects returning to check this one out too. You guys give me hope that I'm doing a fair job.


Chapter 2

Nick had been following Warrick all night. He seemed to be preoccupied with something and Nick wanted to be there for his friend when he was finally ready to talk. The problem was that Warrick was also taking out his frustrations on everyone around them. He had already managed to snipe at David and two of the officers on scene. Nick certainly had his work cut out for him tonight; processing the hit and run scene, as well as mopping up all of Warrick's explosions.

Nick reached his tolerance limit as he watched Warrick picking on the newbie officer standing post at the curb, "If you can't handle the job, maybe you should check out the meter maid division, because I need someb-…"

"Warrick, can you come here a sec?" Warrick was stopped instantly by Nick's question and turned to face the man.

He walked painfully towards Nick with his hand attempting to wring out his neck. "Yeah, man… What's up?"

Nick cocked his head to the side and shrugged his shoulder, "Well, first off, you really think that rookie deserved what you were layin' down there, bro?"

Warrick was stunned at Nick's comment, but more shocked at the realization of his own behavior. He looked back at the kid who was standing nervously on the curb, and hung his head with his shame. "No… Guess I'm just wound a little tight." He rubbed at his face, as though it would clear the mess he was dealing with that night. He rolled his neck and let out a deep sigh. "Alright… I'll square things with the cops, if you can finish up here. Deal?"

Nick nodded his head, "You got it, bro."

The two men finished up at the scene without further incident, and before long they were in the SUV on the way back to the lab. After a sufficient amount of silence, Nick decided to dig a little deeper into his friend's mood. "So, you just gonna sit there like a lump, or are you gonna tell me what's crawled up your butt tonight?"

Warrick shook his head and chuckled at his friend's choice in ice breakers. "You always did have a way with words, bro." He planted both hands on his knees and took a deep breath that he exhaled in a rush. "Look, man… I'm still chewin' on this one myself. So, if you could cut me some slack, I'd appreciate it."

Nick nodded his head and smiled, "I'll cut you all you need, bro. As long as you promise to bend my ear when it gets too much for ya, okay?"

Nodding his acceptance, Warrick was somewhat relieved to know that Nick was there when he needed him. He leaned back in the seat and chuckled, "Well, at least I done one thing right."

Nick chanced a quick glance at the man in the seat next to him and shook his head, "Well, I know it ain't your choice in wardrobe today, so what is it?"

Warrick chuffed at his friend's joke before answering, "Low blow, man… Low blow." Warrick turned to face Nick and then continued, "No, I at least know how to pick my friends."