"Nick." The receptionist called to him as he stepped out of the elevator.

"Yes?"

"Detective Ortega was trying to contact you earlier."

"Did he say why?" Nick inquired.

"No."

"Okay thanks." Nick smiled, he pulled his cell phone he found the number for Ortega and dialled it.

"Ortega."

"It's Nick Stokes; you were trying to contact me earlier."

"Sara took care of the problem."

"What problem?" Nick inquired.

"There was a dead guy with a hooker in a room down the hall from your parents. But since the room was registered to you I called to check and since I could get a hold of you I called Sara."

"Are my parents okay?" Nick asked.

"They're fine. They didn't see or hear anything, Sara checked on them before she started processing the scene."

"Okay." Nick agreed.

"I need to get back to work."

"Thank Ortega." Nick hung up.

"Everything okay man?" Warrick when Nick walked into the room where they had a large collection of woman's shoes which they had collected to try and tie to the marks on the victim.

"I should have picked a different hotel for my parents to stay in."

"Why?" Warrick asked.

"There is a dead guy down the hall, which Sara is investigating." Nick replied.

"All the excitement of Vegas and a dead body thrown in." Greg joked. "Your parents should visit more often."

"My Dad doesn't get a lot of time off since he became a judge." Nick explained. "So he spends the time he does get off at home with Mom and the rest of the family."

"Call Sara." Warrick suggested. "I don't think there is a rule against talking to your fiancée on your wedding day."

"I haven't seen Sara since before she left early yesterday. She was at the court house most of yesterday, I'd gone to pick some things up by the time she got home and then I had to pick my parents up."

"Call her." Warrick told him. "We can handle this for a few minutes. I'm sure if he tries hard enough Greg can find a Grissom type comment to make about all these heels."

"You want to ask Sara her opinion on heels; she'll tell you all the problems they can cause." Greg replied.

"I'll only be a few minutes." Nick told them before disappearing to the break room to call Sara.

"Sidle." Sara answered her phone.

"What are you wearing?"

"I'm not sure my fiancé would like me to answer that question." Sara replied.

"How did court go?"

"Long and drawn out and I had to talk the judge into letting me finishing my testimony because he wanted to continue it over until Monday."

"At least that's done now."

"You heard about the problem at the MGM Grand." Sara guessed.

"I spoke to Ortega." Nick confirmed.

"Your parents are fine, Jillian had gone back to sleep and I spoke to your father he's fine. Enjoying the entertainment that Las Vegas has to offer, I told him if he wanted real entertainment to come back on a fight night."

"So they are fine."

"Yes. David said it was probably a heart attack, he had a medical alert bracelet for angina, wasn't in the best shape, and he was here with a hooker who wouldn't get served in a bar."

"I suppose it's a good way to go." Nick replied.

"I doubt his wife would see it that way." Sara countered. "Just a future warning."

"So any second thoughts or changing your mind?"

"No, you?"

"No. We should probably get back to work, I have a hundred pairs of shoes I need to test."

"Sounds like fun. If I don't see you before I'll be the one in the white dress."

"I love you." Nick told her.

"Me too."

TBC