A/N I'm not sure how much i like it, but i think i'll keep it. Tell me what you think please.
"Sara, are you ready…we have to go." Mike's voice rang though my apartment.
I sighed as I looked around my room, a mess…a complete and total mess.
"Jesus Sara…did a tornado whip through here or are you just a pig?" I heard Mike's voice at my bedroom door.
I turned to face him…a shirt in one hand and a pair of pants in the other. I glared at him. "See this is what happens when I stay at your apartment for an extended period of time and I have no clean clothes there. I have to come home and pack…no I am not ready." I said in a huff.
Mike started to laugh but I shot him a glare and he stopped. "I'll be in the living room if you need me." He said soberly. He left my doorway and I turned back to the mess in front of me.
Twenty minutes later and I was ready to go, I had a suit case full of clean clothes, and Mike was talking my ear off about how excited Vegas made him as we walked to his car, parked just outside my complex.
On our way to the airport we picked up Ben at his place. "Thanks for picking me up you guys. I knew I should have had my car checked long ago…but I just never did." Ben rambled once he had gotten situated in the back seat.
"No problem Ben…we know you…we wouldn't have expected any less." I said as I turned around in my seat to talk to Ben.
I laughed when Ben frowned slightly. "How come I always get teased?" He whined.
"Because you're the easiest to pick on." I said matter-of-factly.
Ben frowned even more at my answer and said "That's not fair."
"What are you…five?" Mike asked, laughing.
"As a matter-of-fact…" Ben began a slight look of anger on his face.
"Ben we pick on you because we love you." I said cutting him off.
He smiled slightly at my answer and was mostly quiet for the remainder of the ride.
When we arrived at the air port we waited in line to check our bags and once that was done we went through security. We showed our badges and I.Ds for our fire arms and proceeded through the terminal.
"Hold on guys, I want to check on our flight." I said as I walked over to a large TV monitor that displayed arrival and departure times. I sighed when I saw that our flight was an hour behind schedule.
I returned to the guys and said "Guys bad news…we're not getting to Vegas until eight."
"But our flight leaves at six." Mike said in protest.
"Our flight is an hour behind schedule." I said.
"Wait…how are we getting to Vegas in an hour?" Ben questioned.
"What do you mean Ben?" I asked getting frustrated.
"We leave at seven now…and we'll be in Vegas at eight?"
"Three hour time difference dork." I said half laughing half sighing. "Come on I need some coffee and there's a Starbucks around here somewhere."
"Someone should call Jack and let him know." Ben said as he trailed behind me and Mike.
"We'll do it later…I need coffee." I said as I spotted a Starbucks, that happened to be right by our gate.
I would never admit it, but as I sat at our gate…Mike and Ben rambling on about the New York Mets…I was nervous, and as I brought my coffee to my mouth, my hand shook slightly.
An hour later than our expected flight time and our flight was called. We boarded and sat in business class…I had pulled a few strings to get us out of economy. The flight to Vegas was a quite one…Mike and Ben were out like a light as soon as we took off and they didn't wake up until we landed. There was no turbulence and they showed the movie 'Be Kind and Rewind' staring Jack Black.
When we landed I called Jack to let him know that we handed landed in Vegas and we were all alright and we going to head to the lab right away. But soon after I called Jack, Ben got violently ill in the air port bath room.
So I called Jack back and told him the news.
"Jack, Ben is sick…really sick. We're going to drive him to the hotel and drop him off…I think Mike is going to stay with him. I know Ben is a grown man…but I want to make sure he's taken care of. I'll drop by the lab…introduce myself" I hesitated…was that necessary? No but Jack didn't know that I was from that particular crime lab and if he did he never mentioned it. "And let them know we're here and that we'll get an early start tomorrow."
"Alright Sara, sounds good to me…I'll call Grissom…the supervisor of the night shift and tell him the new plan of action…let him know that one of you is coming for a short visit and that'll you'll be there early tomorrow." Jack said…confirming everything I was already ready to do.
"Thanks Jack…I'll call you later." I said.
"Bye Sara…try to enjoy yourself." Jack said earnestly.
I laughed into the phone and then said "Bye Jack." And I hung up.
"Alright Mike, let's get this sick boy home so I can get what I have to do over with." I said as I walked up to Mike and a green looking Ben.
Mike grimaced at me…for what reason, I have no idea. Either because Ben was sick or he knew that I was going to have to see Grissom.
"Come on Ben…lean on me…we'll get you to the hotel where you can rest." I said as I took Ben's hand and followed Mike out to the rental car.
Once we arrived at the hotel we checked in and then Mike and I helped Ben up to his room.
"Alright Mike, I'm going to leave you with Ben…I'll be back in about two hours…alright?" I asked.
Mike sat on the made bed in Ben's room, while sounds of Ben being sick filtered through the closed bathroom door.
"Yeah…leave your cell on…I love you." Mike said on a sigh.
"I love you too babe." I said before I leaned in and gave Mike a kiss.
And then I left to go to the Las Vegas Crime Lab and what felt like an undeniable doom or maybe…a hopeful reunion.