It seems like I can finally rest my head on something real

I like the way that feels

ARCHIE

Her lips are like strawberry amalgamated with chocolate. Even with her heels she still stood on her toes to meet me halfway. Good thing we were in a secluded part of the dimly lit shop. Our ice-crème was finished, it was cold inside and outside but we didn't care. Her kiss was enough to keep me warm.

She pulled away first slightly panting and her wonderful eyes were trained on mine. "Sorry…" I started and then she laughed.

Hannah took my hand in her smaller ones and said, "You keep apologizing and what do I keep saying?"

"No, not at all…" I replied slowly and slightly blushing. She gave me another chaste kiss on the lips.

"Take me home?" she innocently said batting her naturally long eyelashes. There were no more words exchanged; just a simple touch of hand on hand and me leading her out of the shop into a waiting cab.

Later that night… 3rd person POV

Hannah lay curled beside her new boyfriend happy and a bit tired. She was on the verge of slumber when she felt Archie tracing patterns on her bareback. She turned over and asked, "Do you ever rest? Baby, it's 1130pm… I got to sleep."

He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her tight against his chest. "Baby, I work nights back in Vegas and FYI, you are off tomorrow. Sara gave you a Friday off, remember?" They kissed slowly, like wearing the sleepiness away. "We have a picnic tomorrow morning."

"I know… Sara and some – uh – friends," Hannah said slowly and carefully. He observed her noting her expression but said nothing of it. "Thanks for tonight. And this…" she beckoned to the intimate state they were in. "No regrets?" He shook his head and gave her a kiss.

"You are incredible, Hannah. You really are," he replied. When he saw her yawn genuinely, he let her sleep in his arms as the Sandman obliged to pay him a visit.

The night was silent save for a knock on the locked door around midnight. Archie was half-awake but ignored the noise. The next morning, it was Hannah's turn to bug him.

"Hey! I was having a good dream," he whined. But she was still giving his bareback and shoulders butterfly kisses.

"What? Better than me beside you?" she said in mock resentment. He turned over and gave her a hug. "Good morning."

"Morning…" he whispered back. "What's the time? Uh… don't answer, it's on my side of the bed." He scooted up to reach the digital clock and declared, "9:35am."

"I'm lazy in the morning. I need some coffee," she said stretching out the kinks from her joints and then pulling the sheet around her.

"Then you must try Greg's coffee… the best in all the crime labs of the country!" he said reaching for his boxers on the floor. He bent down to his suitcase and pulled out a plain white shirt and an over… oversized UCLA t-shirt. "Here, you were this with your delicates for now…" he whispered pulling the white tee over his head. He turned his back to her to give her some privacy.

"You act like you haven't seen me in all glory, Archie," she laughed as she pulled herself together.

"Well, my mom taught me how to treat a lady," he joked back.

"Done," she exclaimed. Their gazes locked like love-struck teenagers. "You look good even with bed hair." They chuckled. "Here, let me fix that," she combed his hair with her hands. "There… we got to get going. I wonder what happened to Greg…"

"Uh… I think he knocked on the door at one point during the night – I don't know," he said innocently. "But, sorry, I'm too tired a guy to part from a wonderfully amazing woman such as you." They engaged into a deep kiss but Hannah's phone halted their moment.

"Valdez," she replied. "Me? Call Sara? Why?" She sat down and shrugged. "A week off? Thanks, sir! What did I ever do to deserve this? What… I used up all my overtimes and doubles for the month… okay. Thank you again, sir. Good morning." She clicked off and said, "I'm off for a week. They're in a nice mood for today. I got to call Sara." Archie massaged her shoulders as she made the call. "Hey, Sara. Um… this is Hannah."

"I know that," she replied. In the background she can hear her little rug rats and fighting over a pile of cookies. "Stop that, you guys!"

"Hey, I'm in the hotel suite.. yeah, the same of the LV CSI," she stuttered. "Archie and I left after you did. We had a little something to drink so I got legally drunk. And my car is back at my place. So… if you're wondering, I'm here."

"With Archie." A barely audible 'yeah' answered her.

"By the way, the captain gave me the week-off as well; said I don't have any more overtimes to spare," Hannah continued suddenly blushing which didn't go unnoticed by Archie. "Okay, we'll see you later. Bye, boss."

Hannah relaxed in his arms and said, "Ready to break the news? I can hear movement outside already and the distinguishable scent of French Roast."

He stood her up and led her out the room just in time hearing Grissom ask Greg, "Why'd he kick you out?" All eyes were on Hannah as she stepped out of the room. Archie placed a comforting hand on the small of her back and blushed along with her. They sat on one end of the couch they were sharing with Catherine and Grissom. Warrick busied himself pouring coffee into cups for the new couple.

"That answered one query," Greg sighed. He gave his friend a wink. "But this doesn't point to Nick's whereabouts."

Just then, "Sara!" Hannah gasped, the bottom of the shirt halfway down her thighs. "I'm sorry. I'm not supposed..."

"It's okay, girl. We know about Sara's twins," Warrick reassured handing her a cup of steaming coffee. She raised her eyebrows at her boyfriend.

"Yes, baby. I know about Sammy and Nicky as well." She gave a contented sigh and sank back in his arms. Greg tossed the remote control to Warrick and they all watched some DIY shows. Grissom was into his crossword puzzle. Catherine was trying to bug him. Greg was guarding his coffee pot and chatting with Warrick on the art of surfing. Archie and Hannah were the only ones who were really watching the shows.

Just then Nick burst through the door wearing what Hannah recognized was Sara's Harvard tee shirt. There were obvious tear tracks on his face and he looked happy. He cast a smile towards the young couple's direction. "You guys are going to be so proud of me. More than the time I became CSI3 and even the time I was nominated for a promotion. Because – guys, you won't believe this, I'm…" he sighed, "I'm a father… of twins with Sara," a fresh batch of tears spurt from his eyes.

The groups congratulated their friend. Sara called a few minutes after to say where they're going to meet up. Hannah changed back to her dress and she said she has to head home. Archie volunteered to go with her since she'll be bringing over her SUV for them to use.

"Hey, make yourself at home alrighty?" she said rounding on corner to her room. Archie absorbed her bachelorette pad. Nice two-toned wall treatment, dainty upholstery and accessories, lots of books lined up by author were arranged left of the projector TV and her vast collection of kittens adorn the right side. There was a special place for her Harry Potter hardbound books in the middle of her tall bookshelf. And she was a proud owner of a large porcelain Persian kitten. He smiled and something shiny caught his eyes.

There were several trophies displayed on some shelves in near the dining room and several medals and certificates on the hallway. He read some, "Class Valedictorian in High School… from Sydney International School. Hmm, and best in English, Physics, Computer and… Mandarin?! Wow," he said to himself.

"Hey! Don't want you to think I'm Miss Schoolgirl," she joked wrapping her arms around him. She was now dressed in a pink Bebe tank top and acid washed jeans. Her hair was damp and she smelled like citrus. "My dad has more back in Berkeley. And I kind of lost some of the certificates in his attic. I didn't have much to be excited about in school. I didn't have that much friends, much less any boyfriends, but I managed."

"Who would've thought that all these brain can fit into such a cute little package?" he smiled giving her a kiss. Her hair was up in a bow and she held out the car keys to him. "Let's go?" She nodded. They went out to her car and picked-up the crew.

Catherine prepared her no-mayo salad. Grissom bought some burgers and steaks. Warrick and Nick took charge of the drinks (iced-tea, orange juice, soda, water and some beer). Greg went around Toys'R'Us for outdoor games (Frisbee, volleyballs and stuff). They met the other two in front of the toy store and headed for the park where they have agreed to meet with Sara and her twins.

Greg and Archie set up the picnic area under the shade of an oak tree. Nick helped with the barbeque and proceeded to the others lounging on the grass. They watched as the two more energetic guys engaged themselves into a game of Frisbee. Hannah brought her professional camera her father gave her for Christmas. It was a bit like the one she uses when on a case.

"Do you think Sara'll have fun today?" Catherine said to Nick. "I mean, it's been a long time since she had us with her. Let alone with Sammy and Nicky." He said nothing but the glazed-over expression he wore gave him away. He was hopeful and he looked forward to tie up their loose ends.