Nick woke up to the sound of Sara moving around their room.

"Sara?" He groaned.

"Morning."

"What are you doing?"

"Trying to figure out what to wear." Sara replied.

"Jeans and a top will be fine. It's not like the Governor is coming."

"Governor?" Sara repeated.

"He was Dad's college roommate and his best man when he married Mom. He's Andy's godfather too."

"The Governor of Texas." Sara clarified.

"Uncle Danny." Nick stated.

"Anyone else I should know about?"

"Dad met the President a couple of times but I don't think that he'll be invited and they know the state Senators and Congressmen. But my father was a District Attorney before he got appointed to the bench, they're both political positions, it stands to reason he'd know them."

"Right. Maybe I should have brought a skirt."

"Sara, we're going to be outside most of the day. I know we live in the middle of a desert but it gets hotter here sometimes, it's better to cover up so you don't get burnt."

"Jeans?"

"Jeans." Nick confirmed. "Come back to bed. It's Sunday no-one gets up early on a Sunday unless you want to go to Church with Mom and Dad and they haven't made us go unless we wanted to since we were fifteen."

"Your parents go to Church every Sunday?"

"9.30 service." Nick confirmed. "In all the time I've known you you never go to Church on a Sunday so come back to bed."

"Okay." Sara agreed. Nick held up the covers so she could crawl back in.

"Good morning." He kissed her.

"This is definitely a novelty."

"What me kissing you good morning?"

"And it being actually morning. We're usually only getting off work, or starting a double."

"That's what you get for working graveyard."

"We work graveyard but we get more interesting cases than dayshift."

"Things always get more interesting when the sun goes down."

"Isn't that an Uncle Kracker song?" Sara asked.

"And Kenny Chesney." Nick kissed her neck. "See Texas is rubbing off on you."

"No that's your hand." Sara put her hand on his to stop it running up her thigh.

"Can't blame a guy for trying."

"Sure you can. As far as I see it we have two options."

"Which are?" Nick asked.

"Get up."

"Or?" He prompted.

"Go back to sleep."

"No third option?"

"Nope."

"Then I vote for sleep." Nick said. He pulled her closer.

"Okay."

CSI CSI

Sara and Nick managed to sleep for another hour before they were startled awake by someone jumping on them.

Sara opened her eyes.

"Not Louise." She said.

"No." Nick agreed. "Sara, these are my nephews Justin and Robbie Austen. Boys say hello to Sara."

"Howdy." The boys said happily with accents even stronger than Nick's.

"Let me guess you want to be cowboys when you grow up." Sara said.

"I want to be a FBI Agent like Dad." One of them replied.

"Me too."

"How do you tell which one is which?" Sara whispered to Nick.

"Justin here has a freckle next to his left eye, and Robbie has one next to his right eye." Nick told her. "Where's your Mom?"

"Downstairs having coffee with Auntie Emily and Uncle Jack." Justin told him.

"They said to tell you it was time to get up." Robbie added.

"Okay go downstairs, we'll be there in a few minutes."

"Okay." They bounced off the bed.

TBC