They had a good time at Fisherman's Wharf, Sara showing Nick some of the highlights of San Francisco which San Franciscans pretended to hate and write off as too touristy.

Sara told Nick where to park when they got to the morgue and they went into the main entrance.

Sara didn't recognise the receptionist; the one who had been there when she worked there had been there for seven years and had never taken a sick day.

"Can I help you?" The woman asked.

"Is Tom Baker working today?" Sara inquired.

"What is this in regards to?"

"Just an old friend dropping by." Sara answered.

"I'll let him know he has a visitor, take a seat."

Sara and Nick took seats.

"So this is where you used to work?"

"It's not our lab back in Vegas, but I liked it."

"Why if it isn't Sara Sidle back from big old Vegas?" An older guy walked out into reception.

"Hey Tom." Sara got up and gave him a hug.

"You finally decided you didn't like the bright lights and you're going to take me that open offer to come back?"

"Vegas grows on you." Sara shrugged. "Tom, I'd like you to meet my husband Nick Stokes. Nick this is my old boss Tom Baker."

"You got married?" Tom was shocked. "Congratulations and it's nice to meet you Nick."

"You too." Nick replied.

"So how long have you been married and why didn't I get an invitation?"

"About forty-eight hours and it was quick and quiet." Sara replied.

"So you're here on honeymoon?"

"I had testify and we're flying back to work tonight." Sara replied.

"They had me in to testify on Friday, I didn't know they were calling you too." Tom told her.

Nick looked at Sara a little confused.

"Tom was one of the investigators on my parent's case. Although I didn't actually meet him until I started working here."

"It was my first field case." Tom stated. "The original investigator died about seven years ago. How long can you stay?"

"We've got a few hours." Sara answered

"We've had a few changes of personnel over the years but there are a few faces you'll remember. Maggie can I get visitor badges?" Tom requested. "You'll need to sign in too."

"What happened to Poppy?" Sara inquired.

"She eloped with fireman about three weeks ago. But since she never took any of her leave before she's entitled a long vacation. She'll be back in a couple of weeks. So Nick what do you do?" Tom inquired as he led them back into the lab.

"I'm a CSI too." Nick replied.

"Where are you from Texas?" Tom guessed.

"Yes."

"Any relation to Justice Stokes?"

"He's my father. Why do you know him?"

"No but I know your sister-in-law Erin, she gave a paper at a conference I went to."

"Small world." Nick replied.

"I could probably tell it was about to get smaller." Tom stated.

"How's that?" Sara inquired.

"We were just getting ready to e-mail your boss."

"Grissom?" Sara questioned.

"We have a bug related case and we thought that since he's the nearest forensic entomologist he might have a few minutes to look at some thing for us."

"Maybe we could help." Nick offered. "If you work with Grissom long enough you learn more than you ever wanted to about bugs."

"You don't have to do that." Tom said.

"Tom, if we can't figure it out give us a copy of everything you have and we'll take it back to Grissom, he's more of a tactile file person than an e-mail person anyway." Sara interrupted.

"If you're sure."

"As Sara why she doesn't eat meat anymore." Nick suggested.

"You're a vegetarian? We used to go out for steaks after cases." Tom recalled.

"If you sit around with Grissom watching flies swarm on a dead pig wrapped in a blanket for days the smell would make you a vegetarian as well." Sara stated.

"Okay."

TBC