Nick was concentrating trying to decide whether he wanted anymore cards.

Catherine and Sara's eyes met and they both nodded.

"Hey." Nick protested as M & M's hit him.

"It's not a difficult decision." Sara told him. "It's not like it's for a million bucks."

"I fold."

"I see your four red M & M's and raise you three yellows." Catherine told her.

"I like this we're out working hard and getting soaked and they are sitting around playing poker." Warrick said from the doorway.

"We've done all the paperwork and we're waiting for a case." Nick told him.

"This is easier than going to a casino." Sara added. "And I'm all in." She pushed her M & M's into the middle of the table.

"What do you think Warrick is she bluffing?" Catherine asked.

"Probably."

"Nicky?" Catherine inquired.

"I can only tell she's bluffing when we play strip poker."

"That's because I don't bluff." Sara winked at him.

"Too much information." Greg stated.

"Okay I'm all in too." Catherine agreed and pushed in her M & M's. "Full house Kings over threes."

"Sorry." Sara apologised laying down her cards. "Royal Flush."

"No one gets two Royal Flushes in half an hour." Catherine stated.

"Considering I only have ten left and the two you threw at me, I'd say Sara wins." Nick suggested.

"Good because I have to pee."

"That's too much information too." Greg pointed out.

"It'll only get worse." Catherine said.

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"Okay that has to be the first shift where I haven't done anything." Sara said as she stood at the door waiting for Nick to do up his jacket.

"It's probably the only shift you'll ever get like it."

"I'm driving." Sara told him.

"Fine."

Sara put up the umbrella and they both ran to the car, grateful for central locking, they both slipped inside.

Sara handed him the umbrella and her purse and started the car. She drove out of the parking lot.

"We live in the other direction." Nick pointed out.

"I'm hungry I want breakfast."

"So we'll go home and make breakfast."

"We don't have what I want for breakfast." Sara countered.

"Okay." He wasn't going to argue with her.

When they reached the dinner Sara parked the car and grabbed her umbrella and purse and they ran inside and slid into a booth.

"What can I get you?" A waitress came over.

"I'll have Swiss cheese omelette with a side of bacon and hash browns and an orange juice please." Nick told her.

"And for you?" She asked Sara.

"I'll take a bacon cheeseburger with everything except pickle and a strawberry milkshake."

"Okay." She noted their order down.

"I have a question." Nick said.

"Go ahead."

"What happened to being a vegetarian?" Nick inquired.

"I still am."

"I don't think bacon cheeseburgers fit into that." Nick pointed out.

"Well your kid is craving it so I'm eating it under protest."

"My kid?" Nick questioned.

"I'll lay claim it to while it's cute and adorable, when it's driving me crazy it's yours." Sara told him.

"Back to the general pronoun."

"Well you took exception when I called it a he."

"Hey I don't mind either way." Nick told her.

"Me neither. But then again I didn't get much say genetically." Sara pointed out.

"True."

TBC