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Part 2

He had been walking around the paper work for days, and it may even stretch to weeks now – hoping beyond all hope that it would disappear, but who was he kidding. So maybe it been a slow night tonight was a good thing, he'd be able to get some over due reports and what not into Grissom. But now as he sat in the silence at his desk he couldn't concentrate- all that he could think about was Sara. He didn't understand why she didn't tell him what had happened last night? Why would she hide it from him? He tapped his pencil onto the paper, the more he thought, the more he worried.

He didn't know how long she had been in with Grissom, maybe half hour now…

He stood up, throwing his chair back, "Sara?" He called seeing her walking down the corridor. "Hey, Sara?" he jogged up to her as she blatantly ignored him. So he took her arm and forced her to stop. "What's happened?" he asked.

"Nothing, just…" She pulled her arm free and shook her head.

"Is everything okay?" He asked, "I mean what was all that about"

"Nothing, can we leave it?" She shot. He looked into her eyes she could see his concern – she was actually glad that they were here, in the lab because he couldn't force her to speak. "Look I have to go see Greg… I'll talk to you later"

"Will you talk to me tough?" he asked, she turned her back and she just walked away; he watched her go wishing she wasn't so stubborn. He growled in frustration.

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"Hey Greg" She stood in the doorway looking at him sat in the lab, his CD player drumming out a rhythm- Sara waved her hand to get his attention. As soon as he did catch sight of her he swung his chair around and faced her – turning off the music.

"Hey Sara, couldn't spend one night away from me I see" He smirked.

Sara rolled her eyes, "You wish Greg…" She stooped for a moment, then her tone became more serious "look, last night…"

Greg stood up, "Forgotten all about it" he explained.

"No…wait…I want to tell you"

"You don't have to apologies Sara…"

"No I do. I shouldn't have gone off like I did at you…your doing your job! I was out of order."

Greg listened to her apology, and then smiled softly – "I appreciate that…but it isn't necessary" he walked forward so that they were closer just incase anyone was around. "Look, are you okay now?" he asked.

"I'm here, not suspended, and apologized to you – I'm feeling a little better" She explained. "So, we okay now?"

"We were always okay, hell it'll take more than you having ago for us not to be" He explained, "You could always go to breakfast with me to make up" He attempted.

"Yeah see, Greggo, my Boyfriend may not like the idea of that" She explained with a smile.

"Yeah, well I don't see him around here…he'll never know." Greg continued the playful banter – letting Sara know that things really were back to normal – "you know you can't keep your hand off me. For example last night"

"Greg, last night I grabbed you around the collar and pinned you against the wall for getting a little to close to me…" She explained with a small smile, "Doesn't really say 'love' does it?"

He smiled, "Well, I hope he's worth it"

Sara just smiled, "Yeah…well…I hope he is to - I'll let you get back to work"

She turned but Greg called to her, "Hey Sara, remember if you want me to…well tease you anytime soon - my doors always open"

In Greg's strange way Sara knew what that meant, he was a friend and he was always around to listen to her moan. "Thanks Greg… means a lot"

He nodded and smiled before she left heading towards the locker room.

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Standing against her closed locker she had her head rested on the cool metal, her eyes closed as she thought about last night. Things had gone from bad to worse right from the beginning. And she had blown up at anyone who got in her way.

She must have been like this for a few minuets, she was so captured by her memories that she didn't notice someone walk in and then, walk over to her. The one thing she did feel that brought her from her thoughts were when two strong arms wrapped around her waist pulling her back into him. "Nick … what-" She began but was cut off.

"I like to live dangerously" he murmured softly into her ear as he began softly kiss her neck. She sighed; the feeling of him so close was the only thing lately that managed to calm her.

"Someone might walk in" She spoke regretfully as she closed her eyes and turned herself in his embrace, his hands making there was to his lovers back and once again moving under her shirt, she moved her hand around his neck and brought him into a passionate kiss. He moved her back pressing her against the locker – "What's this for?" She mumbled into his lips.

He lent back, "I want you to know I care about you Sara" He explained. "Please talk to me?"

Sara lent against the locker looking up at him, she moved her hands to his shoulder making sure he couldn't close into her again, "Oh I see what this is…bribery huh?" She asked, smiling.

"Is it working?"

"Maybe" She nodded, she sighed and lent against into his chest. He wrapped his arms around her, "I'm not used to been with anyone who gives a damn Nick… this is new to me"

"Well, get used to it Sidle." He moved his hand further up her back, Causing her to sigh, he moved them back down taking hold of her waist and pulling her into him, "because I give a damn"

"Can I just have a little time" She asked, wishing silently they weren't in the locker room but at her apartment. Alone.

"All the time you like hun" he nodded.

She smiled and looked up at him, "Thank you"

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Sara was sat in the break room, having just caught up with all of her paper work from a weeks worth of cases she decided that she needed a drink. It really was a slow night in Vegas tonight as she hadn't been called out at all. Grissom got a call, and gave it to Nick as a solo case. Truth was she was happy to let him have it, for the first time been alone, and having time had proved useful.

"Hey you"

Sara looked up to see Grissom walking in, "Hey Gris"

"You okay?" he asked,

"Much better…" She nodded, "I finished up the reports you needed. I put them on your desk"

"Thanks." He moved and poured himself a mug of coffee. Then turned to look at Sara, walking over he took a seat at the table in front of her. So how about you tell me what has got you so happy?"

"Happy?" She was confused, okay she wasn't pissed, but she wasn't happy.

"Well yeah, I mean…you usually argue me into the ground when I keep you off the cases" He explained.

"Yeah well, let's just say after last night…I needed this." She looked up and locked eyes with him, "Thanks for you know…not suspending me"

"Hey, this place couldn't run without you…we all know that" he joked, taking her hand for support - She laughed, "Look after yourself Sara"

She just nodded her head.

Grissom nodded as well then looked at his watch, "Well, I better get back."

"Yeah…I should finish up my lose ends" She explained.

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"Shift over?" Sara asked Nick,

"Yeah, my case has frozen till tomorrow…" He explained, as he pulled his locker open. She just nodded her head. Before either of them could say anything else both Catherine and Warrick walked into the locker room.

"Hey you two" Warrick greeted,

"Hey Guys" Sara offered, "How'd the case go."

"Signed, sealed and almost delivered" Catherine explained, "We just need to get it on Grissom's Desk and we are done"

"Well, Sidle looks like you lost 20"

Sara looked from her locker to a smiling Nick, "Small price to pay for an early shift" She explained with a shrug and a smile, she reached into her jeans and took from it a 20 dollar bill. Reaching over she handed it to his waiting hand. As there fingers met the two felt their hearts begin to flutter. Both couldn't understand how Catherine and Warrick weren't picking up on how they were acting, the eye contact, and the occasional brush of hands -which they both drew out. 'Blind to the obvious' – Sara had diagnosed.

"What you know… Sidle lost yet another bet" Warrick joked.

Sara slugged him in the arm and gave him a warning look.

"Hey what's this about?" Catherine asked shutting up her locker having got her jacket and leaning against it to watch the scene play out. Okay, she wasn't oblivious to everything – Sara corrected – but when she used the 'Sidle Glare' they all usually picked up on it and knew not to mess with her when she used it.

"Nothing" Sara shot, looking at Warrick just daring him to speak –

"Now Sara – something we missed?" Nick was getting involved, he couldn't resist – he loved to tease Sara. When she frowned it just made him want her more – right now resisting pulling her into his arms and passionately kissing her.

More than pissing her off the team were ganging up on her and he knew he'd pay for that later. Sara looked at nick and shot him a 'your not getting any tonight' glare, "Nope, nothing" She shot.

"Well, I think they did" Warrick laughed.

"Rick" Sara growled, slugging him again in the arm, "Stop" She was serious.

But Catherine was now curious, "Oh, Now we need to know…Spill Rick"

"Sidle you better get thinking…how can you stop a handsome, charming guy like me from telling these losers?"

"I'll tell you how, 'Guys, a beer on me sound good?" She asked.

"The first three rounds on you, sound good" Warrick smiled triumphantly.

Sara had rage and anger playfully burning in her eyes, "Fine - first three and even throw in a pack of nuts…" She replied. Slamming her own locker, she turned and looked at Warrick who looked like he had just scored the winning touch down – "and you are not Handsome or charming"

He looked offended, and turned to face Catherine pointing at his smile, "oh Cath, tell me I'm charming" he pleaded.

Catherine laughed, as did Nick – the team had been getting along great lately and little arguments had formed – something was defiantly going on. She stepped forward and slapped his face lightly, "Charming…And …in certain light you may even be a little Handsome Rick."

"See" He winked at Sara.

"Yeah, yeah" She mumbled.

"Well looks like we're heading to the bar…" Nick beamed shutting his own locker –

"Looks like" Sara growled.

"Oh and Sar…" Catherine spoke, "We will find out about the bet…there are only so many rounds you can buy" before Sara could respond Catherine headed to the door of the break room pulling it open.

Sara just slapped Warrick on the shoulder, "You promised" she hissed.

Warrick just laughed, "Come on Sar… I'll beat you at some pool" he followed Catherine out. Nick and Sara were about to follow when he lent over and spoke, "I'm going to find out about the be right?"

"Not likely nicky" She explained. Teasing him by pulling away from his hovering lips – "Not in the lab" She smirked - before leaving.

----TBC