Sara slipped her engagement ring onto her necklace and hung it around her neck. Once making sure it was secure, she swept her hair up into a ponytail and tied it with a rubber band.

Sara adjusted her over overalls and took a breath.

"Let's do this." She said as she walked into the garage.

"Aren't we all geared up?" Greg joked.

"It's nice to be home."

"You consider Las Vegas home?"

"Yes." Sara replied. "Why?"

"You're from California."

"But I've lived here for the last five years. San Francisco is a great city, and if I ever want to go back I have an open job offer but I like Vegas despite all the odd people who come through here. Now do you want the front seat or the back?"

"You know I'm a back seat kid of a guy Sara." Greg winked at her.

"I'll let that one slide." Sara replied. "But when you're done, I'll check underneath."

"I always like a girl who knows her engines."

"Greg flirting with me didn't work before I got married; it certainly isn't going to work now."

"Can't blame a guy for trying." Greg shrugged.

"You can, but just do your job."

"You really are in a good mood."

"Twelve hours ago, I was on a beach having a picnic in the sunshine. I'm good."

"So you're just going to ignore that you had to see your mother?" Greg asked.

"I'll deal with it in my own time." Sara replied. "Just look for evidence."

CSI CSI

Sara was sat examining something under the microscope when she felt someone watching her. She looked over.

"Hey cowboy."

"Hey." Nick replied. "So how long are you going to be here?"

"A few more hours, I just want to take a look at a few things."

"Okay." Nick agreed.

"How long are you going to be here?" Sara asked.

"I'm almost done for the night." Nick replied.

"So you're going to head home and get some sleep since you didn't get much yesterday?"

"Probably." Nick nodded.

"I'll be home before lunch." Sara assured him.

"Just out of curiosity is there any chance that you were under a car today?"

"Yes. Why?" Sara inquired.

"You have oil across your cheek."

"What?"

Nick walked over and wiped his thumb over her cheek and held it up to her.

"That was four hours ago."

"Greg didn't mention anything?" Nick asked.

"No."

Nick couldn't help but smile.

"Stand here while I go and kill him." Sara requested.

"How about I stand here while you go and wash the rest of it off and then I'll track Greg down and kill him?"

"I knew there was a reason I married you, I'll be right back. If you want to see if you can identify what's under the scope while I'm gone that would be great."

Nick was looking through the microscope when he heard Greg's voice.

"I got those test results back Sara and…" Greg stopped. "Not Sara."

"No." Nick confirmed. "I'm supposed to kill you."

"I'm sorry. It was completely harmless."

"What was?" Nick asked just to clarify.

"Flirting with her earlier, I've always done it."

"I was supposed to kill you for letting her walk around with an oil smudge on her cheek for hours." Nick explained.

"Right that. I was just seeing how long it took for her to notice."

"Let's just say she's not happy." Nick replied. "And about the flirting."

"I apologised."

"I was just going to say I know it's harmless. It doesn't bother me."

"Good." Greg let out a sigh of relief. "Sara's coming back?"

"In a minute."

"Give her these and tell her I went to talk to Doc Robbins again." He handed Nick the file.

"Okay." Nick agreed.

TBC