Author's Note: So, I just came to the funniest realization. The summary for this story makes absolutely no sense. I said, "Snickers treat! (That much is true) Nick and Sara are engaged. (Also true) Will their relationship work out or will they call it off?" (Herein lies the flaw. Of course it will work out! We all know it will! I'm too lazy to go change the blurb, so just pretend it isn't there!)

Also, to jd (I try to reply to all my reviewers but I can't if you're anonymous, so here it is): I don't think there will be a smutty (at least, no more smutty than Chapter Three was) in this particular story, but I can hint that there may be one in a future fic…Thanks for your review.

I apologize for all the angst in the last two chapters, but I felt it simply had to be done. Don't worry, though…the fluff returns in this chapter…

This is turning into a really long Author's Note, but it simply all must be said. I am taking creative license and pretending that Mia is still on the show. It was so depressing to find out she was gone…so, she is gone no more!

Spoilers: None

Disclaimer: When life gives you lemons, it's probably because you smell like decomp. When life doesn't give you CSI, you write FanFiction.

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Nobody at CSI even knew that Sara and Nick were even dating, much less engaged, so the pair decided to have a little fun with their coworkers.

Sara made absolutely no attempt to hide her ring, wearing it on her finger while she was at the lab, and on a chain around her neck when she was at a scene. The only person who made any mention of it was Mia.

"Nick rock," commented Mia, walking into the break room where Sara was sitting drinking a cup of Blue Hawaiian. "Spill," she commanded.

"I will answer one question that has a yes or no answer," Sara said, putting on her best poker face.

At that moment, Nick decided to walk into the break room. The way it was set up, he was behind Mia but Sara could see him. When Mia noticed Sara smiling, she turned around to see Nick standing there with a stupid grin on his face. Mia returned to her previous position with a knowing grin on her face.

"Is it Nick?" she asked.

"Is what Nick?" Sara replied innocently.

"You know what I mean. Are you and Nick engaged?" Mia pushed.

Now the grin that had spread from Nick to Mia was taking over Sara's face, and that was enough of an answer for her. She nodded knowingly.

"Can you just keep it between us for now? We want to see everyone else squirm trying to figure out what changed between us," Sara implored of Mia.

"Sure. Your secret is safe with me," she assured them. An inquisitive look spread across her face. "How long have you been going out?" she asked.

Nick answered, "About ten months."

Mia whistled. "And nobody noticed? In a group of people whose very job it is to notice?" she said incredulously. "This is why we're only the number two lab in the country and not number one."

Nick and Sara both laughed. It was true. The Vegas Crime Lab focused on the scientific element and ignored the human element. They were trained to see things, not people.

"Alright, people, enough chitchat. Let's get this party started," Grissom said, walking into the break room.

Sara and Nick exchanged a curious glance, as if to say, "Did he just say, 'let's get this party started'?" Stifling a laugh, Nick sat down and waited for his assignment.

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Grissom was a little more observant than Nick and Sara had made him out to be. After he'd handed out assignments, he said to the pair, "I need to see you both in my office before you leave."

They followed him towards his strangely decorated office, unsure of what he was going to discuss with them, but both having a pretty good idea.

As the trio sat down, Grissom sighed. "I know everybody here thinks I don't believe in anything but the evidence."

Sara nodded cautiously, unsure of what was coming next.

He continued, "Which for the most part is true. But right now, the evidence suggests that you, Sara, are engaged, which you weren't last time I saw you. You both had the night off last night, so I going to guess that the two of you spent your evening together. Am I right?"

Nick glanced over at Sara, silently asking her if it was okay to reveal this particular detail to this particular person. With her approval, it was Nick's turn to nod.

"So, is it unreasonable to assume that you are now engaged?" he asked, head tilted slightly to the side.

Sara had just opened her mouth, but Nick cut her off, his accent coming through a little thicker than usual. "No, actually. It's a good observation. It's also a true observation," he revealed, snaking his hand over to Sara's and intertwining his fingers with hers.

Grissom puckered his lips and nodded slightly, accepting the fact that Sara was no longer available. Now, he thought, it was time to cover logistics.

"So will this…" – he gestured towards their hands – "have any impact on your work?" he asked.

Sara said, "Well, yes and no. We talked about this today, actually. It won't have any effect on our work. We will remain professional on the clock."

Grissom tilted his head forward, expecting a 'but'.

"But, we will need some time off for our wedding and honeymoon," she concluded.

"Which shouldn't be a problem, considering the amount of vacation time we've both accumulated," Nick added as Sara nodded in agreement.

"No, it shouldn't be a problem," Grissom assured. "You're free to go. Just remember, when you're at work, you're at work. Okay?"

"Understood, sir," Nick said.

As they left the office to get to their assignments, Sara couldn't help but tease, "Did you just call him 'sir'?"

Nick had been equally confused about that small slip. "Yeah, I think I did. But I don't really know why." He raised an eyebrow, thinking. "I guess I kind of felt like I was on a first date, talking to my girlfriend's father, if that makes any sense at all."

Sara giggled. "Not really," she murmured as she leaned up to kiss him on the cheek.

Author's Note: (In soap opera voice…not that I know what one sounds like…cough) Next time on All You Need Is Love…Greg finds out, Richard comes out of his coma, and Keira has a decision to make…(Okay, I could do with leaving out the coma and Keira) But seriously, let me know what you think!