A/N: After much consideration, i decided to write again. All those kind words made me feel bad about quitting, and people were right: I shouldnt have just quite because a couple of people didnt like it. Many more people DID like it. I was quite the fool to stop. So thank you all for the encouragement. I really did appriciate it, much more than you will ever know. Writers that i just LOVE actually told me to continue, so that was just... wow... Just knowing that people actually did care that I stopped writing was nice. I didnt think anyone would care. But there you go. So i decided to continue writing this story, and hopefully more... maybe :)

Soo, i hope this is good enough!

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Nick awoke the next morning to find Sara curled up against him, her head resting on his chest, as well as her hand. Her breaths were fanning out across his chest, causing Nick to smile happily. There was nothing better than waking up besides the person you loved.

Her chocolate eyes fluttered open, and Nick looked into them. She let out a smile, and leant up to kiss him, not caring about the 'morning' breath.

"Morning," she said sleepily.

"Good morning, beautiful," Nick said back. Her hair was tousled, and her eyes foggy, but she still looked so beautiful to him. Perfect even. She smiled sheepishly and brought him in for another kiss.

She let out a sigh. "I could really get used to this."

He pressed his lips to her forehead. "We'll get used to this sweetheart." He pulled himself out of bed.

"Want something to eat before we go to work?" he asked her. She nodded, and hopped out of bed.

"You take a shower first," he told her. She smiled thankfully, and kissed him again before she left the room, her lips lingering on his longer than necessary. He hoped he affected her as much as she affected him.

It took a moment for Nick to compose himself. He loved that woman so much it was driving him crazy. Shaking himself to compose his head, he made his way into the kitchen. He heard the shower come on, and as soon as he heard the water run his mind immediately turned to images of Sara.

Wet and naked in the shower

Wet and naked and soapy in the shower

Without even thinking, he made his way to the bathroom. The room was steamy, and he could hear Sara humming to herself. He smiled. She was happy again, so much so that she was singing again. Quickly stripping down, he slipped into the shower.

The brunette let out a squeal when Nick's hands grabbed her waist. He kissed her neck as his hands traveled past her hips and continued up north, until both hands cupped her breasts. She let out a whimper of pleasure, and leant back into his embrace.

They were lost in bliss for a long time, and were only reminded of their situation when the water turned cold. Nick reached past Sara and turned off the taps. She shivered against him, and he grabbed the white fluffy towel to wrap around her body. He gently kissed her again, making his head spin. Quickly he dried off, and made his way back into the kitchen to make breakfast for her.

He wasn't really hungry after that.

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Not surprisingly they were late to work. They'd gotten caught up in the kitchen, and it had nothing to do with the omelet Nick was making.

Nick's car was still at the lab, making their arrival together seem not so suspicious.

Not that anyone was watching.

Sara disappeared into the locker room, and Nick hurried into the break room. Grissom wasn't there yet, causing Nick to let out a sigh of relief. He sat next to Warrick. Catherine was sitting at the table, reading the latest fashion magazine. Greg was making a coffee. Sara came into the break room the same time as Grissom. His gaze lingered on her longer than Nick would have liked, but considering what had happened a couple of nights ago, Nick wasn't surprised. It wasn't every day that your subordinate, not to mention your very attractive subordinate, made the moves on you.

Sara sat down next to Catherine at the table, but Grissom remained standing at the door, the assignment sheets in his hands.

"Only one case tonight," he commented. "Warrick and Catherine, you're still working on that double murder?"

Catherine and Warrick nodded, as did Grissom. "Continue with that."

"I've got to finish wrapping up that B & E," Greg said. Grissom nodded. "Do."

Nick grinned over at Sara. Obviously they'd be working together. She wasn't looking at him though. Her attention was focused on the table. Maybe she still felt embarrassed about the other night.

Grissom looked back over at Nick. "Nick, Sara, suspicious death at Desert Palm. Nick, you're primary. Call me if you need extra help."

Nick nodded, and gestured for Sara. She brushed past Grissom angrily, making her way to the locker room to get her kit. Nick stopped by him as he made his own way out of the break room.

"You know, you could make her primary at least once…" he said to Grissom.

Grissom didn't comment, and made his way back to his office, closing the door behind him.

That man had issues.

By the time he got to the Tahoe, Sara was already there. She had claimed the drivers seat, so Nick satisfied himself with the passenger seat. He gave her a smile, which she returned.

The ride to the hospital was silent, but it was a comfortable silence. When they reached the hospital, there grabbed their kits, and made their way into the hospital, and up to the third floor.

A nurse greeted them.

"You must be here about Robert Drove." She stated. Sara nodded.

"I'm Sara Sidle, and this is Nick Stokes."

The nurse nodded, and guided them into the nurses' station.

"We had Robert come in about 4 hours ago. Stab wound. Unfortunately, he died while we were trying to operate on him. Used to be on staff here," the nurse shook her head sadly. "Nice man. Pretty beaten up too. Probably wouldn't have survived the operation anyway."

Nick nodded, and glanced at Sara. "You want to process?" she nodded, and quickly made her way down to the hospital morgue. Nick turned back towards the nurse.

"Can I speak to the operating doctor?"

The nurse nodded, and quickly grabbed the phone. After a quick conversation, she looked back at Nick.

"He'll be here in a few minutes."

Nick nodded his thanks, and made his way to the waiting room. He sat himself down in a chair. The last time he'd been here, Sara had been getting her results back. Nick swallowed painfully, remembering how hard that time had been. He once again thanked who ever lived above that Sara was okay.

Eventually the doctor came. He was an older man, grey hair, quite tall. He held his hand out to Nick, who took it.

"Nick Stokes, Las Vegas Crime Lab," he said, introducing himself.

"Vincent Lurie, Desert Palms Hospital."

As their hands detached, Lurie gestured to the hospital. "Terrible business, I hate it when we loose a patient, especially such a respected member of the hospital that Dr Drove was."

Nick nodded. "How severe were the wounds? Could he have been saved?"

The doctor blinked. "Wound's were quite serious. As for being saved, nothing we could have done would have saved him. Obviously you'll take a closer look at the morgue."

"Another CSI at the hospital morgue now," Nick informed him. He looked mildly surprised, and let out what Nick suspected was a nervous laugh.

"You guys are pretty quick," he joked. Nick forced a grin.

"Well we need to work fast… just like you."

The doctor nodded. "The other CSI will have to work quickly. We sent the body of to the police departments morgue about an hour ago."

Nick furrowed his brow. "The nurse failed to mention that."

Dr. Lurie pursed his lips. "We'll the nurses don't know everything."

Nick was about to reply, when he suddenly noticed the doctor's face pale.

"Are you alright?" Nick questioned. Lurie's breath had quickened, and his face had become even paler.

"D… D… Debbie?" he stuttered, his face portraying shock. His eye's were focused somewhere over Nick's shoulder.

"Debbie?" Nick questioned confused. He turned around, but instead saw Sara Sidle standing couple of feet behind him, wearing an expression similar to Dr. Vincent Lurie.

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