Chapter 33

(Four days later...which makes it August 17, 2006)

"What's up Nick?" Warrick asked as he walked into the locker rooms, spotting the Texan sitting on the bench, lacing up his boots. "I heard you were lookin for me."

"Yeah, yeah man. You wanna go out for some breakfast or somethin?" Nick asked and Warrick nodded.

"Sure, but I gotta be home by nine, Tina called, said it was another tough shift." Warrick added and Nick looked up, wondering if Riley had worked a tough shift as well.

"Alight, well, we better get goin then."

(grins...they got the bar thingy up! Dude, what else has happened since I've been gone...?) Ps, this is at the 'Local Diner'...you know the one, it's in every book and all the CSIs always eat at it...

Nick took a sip of his coffee and laughed as he shook his head. "Man, you are whipped." Nick joked and Warrick made a disbelieving face.

"I am not...I'm in love." He said mock-dreamily in a falsetto voice causing Nick to laugh again.

"C'mon man, quit textin Tina, we're here so we can hang out and talk."

"About what?"

"I don't know...we'll figure it out when our mouths start movin..." Nick replied and snatched the phone from his friend's hands. "Gimme that."

"Hey!" Warrick protested. "Nick! Don't read that...I'm warning you..." Warrick replied, not in a threatening tone, more like a tone saying 'you'll-be-sorry'...

"Oooohh, I'm shakin in my Cowboy boots..." Nick joked and shook his head while laughing as he turned the phone screen towards his face and stared in horror. "God!" He screamed and tossed the phone back at Warrick, covering his eyes in horror. "Oh my God!" He screamed in horror, attracting the attention of several other patrons of the diner.

Warrick laughed and caught the phone filled with...descriptive messages of intimate things he and his wife would be doing later stored on the screen. "Told ya man..."

"Oh God...I'll never have sex again..."

He laughed. "Yeah, that'll last for about twenty seconds." Warrick joked and typed a quick goodbye to his wife before looking at a very pale and scarred looking Nick. Warrick let out a hearty chuckle as Nick continued to stare out the window blankly. "C'mon man, relax...it wasn't that bad."

"Uh huh, pssh, uch, pssh..." (That's supposed to be Nick trying to talk but he's over-loaded and can't form words so he's makin funny sounds...XD)

"Yeah...you can 'pssh' all you want but you know you're achin for a nurse...ba dum bum." He replied while chuckling at his own corny pun.

All Nick could do was crack a small smile at the thought of his nurse, who was no doubt on her way home right now. Ya know...I bet she'd be up for that...

Nick thought deviously..."Oh yeah...I'm achin alright." Nick mumbled low enough so that Warrick couldn't hear it.

"You know...the red head that Tina's friends with, Riley, she's a nurse..."

--The Universal House—Riley's Room—9:10 a.m.-- (Ps, I'm gonna keep this little, let-you-know-where-they-are thingy goin for a while...)

"Nick...no." Riley answered as she chuckled softly at his obdurate attempts to get her to play 'Naughty Nurse'.

"Aw, c'mon Baby," He rolled so that he was laying partially on top of her, bracing his weight on his forearms while running his finger through her long red hair. "It could be fun."

She sighed softly and groaned. "I play nurse all day..."

"Yeah, but you don't have sex all day. This would be fun...plus, it's always fun being naughty..." He grinned and waggled his eyebrows, causing her to chuckle.

"Alright, I'll be your 'Naughty Nurse' if you be my 'Mad Scientist'."

Nick groaned. "That's no fun...and it's so unrealistic. What would a nurse be doin with a..." He let his thought trail off as he realized what he was about to say and he blushed softly and hung his head while chuckling. "Uh, never mind..."

She let out an angelic giggle and shook her head. "You are too much Mr. Stokes."

"Yeah, well...you're a handful yourself Ms. Turner." Nick said smiling and dipping his head down to capture her lips with his own. He was glad that whatever funk she'd been in at work lately was gone...and in time for his birthday. That gave him an idea. "How about for my birthday? Would you play 'Naughty Nurse' for my birthday?" He asked and she smiled.

"I'll think about it..."

Nick groaned. "That's a 'no'."

"No...that's an 'I'll think about it'..."

Nick looked at her lovingly from above her and caressed her cheek with the backs of his fingers. He dipped his head back down and brushed his lips lightly over hers, then hovered for a moment before pulling away. She brought her head up slightly to kiss him fully, but he pulled his head back teasingly, smirking deviously. She tried to capture his lips again and he moved his head out of the way. She grunted in frustration and attempted once more, he rolled over on his back, giving her room to pounce on top of him and kiss him like a starving woman.

She ran her hands across his chest, before spreading them to his shoulders, then along his arms before stopping at his wrists, and traveling back down. She had already learned to not pin him down; he didn't enjoy that, so she continued feeling all over his shirted body until a small yapping noise drew their attention. Yoda came bouncing in the room, her tiny weight making it easy for her to virtually fly onto the bed.

Nick and Riley chuckled as they turned their heads to look at the little silky terrier, waiting anxiously to be noticed and loved. When she saw that she had their attention she ran over and plopped down on Nick's chest, making them both chuckle. Nick took the little puppy in his arms and slid out from under Riley, her now sitting where his knees had been, and him towards the top of the bed; giving the puppy room to play between them. Riley scratched behind the puppy's ears, making the fur on her face fluff forward.

Nick imitated a dog growling from his position behind the puppy, making her whip around in excitement of somebody to play with. Nick grinned and growled again, making the puppy bark loudly. Nick and Yoda began wrestling softly, mostly him just lightly brushing her out of the way, making her nip at his hands.

"Hey now, don't teach her to bite." Riley instructed and Nick laughed, not taking his eyes off the puppy.

"I'm only promoting the biting...you taught her that, with all the little 'love marks' all over me." He smirked at the thought of that. "No, no, no...she gets the bitin from her Mama." Nick added, still playing with the puppy. She chuckled and watched them go at it, Yoda getting excited and bouncing back and forth while Nick stared at her in amusement, releasing an amazing smile.

Damn...that man's smile could melt even the coldest bitch's heart... (Nice comparison huh? XD)

Riley scooted over to sit beside Nick and recline against the pillows and slip her long legs under the sheets. She closed her eyes momentarily and shook her head while smiling as she watched her boyfriend get a kick out of her puppy.

They're both just too cute...

A knock sounded from the door. "Come in." Riley answered, her eyes never leaving the puppy.

"Aww...family portrait!" Kiersten exclaimed and snapped a quick picture of the couple and the puppy. Riley squealed in horror and buried her face in Nick's sighed to avoid anymore photographic evidence of herself.

"Damn you Kiersten Nicole Philips! I don't even have make-up on!"

Kiersten laughed and shrugged. "That's why I took the picture." She turned to talk directly to Nick. "Did you know she use to skip school every picture day and picture make-up day to avoid having her picture taken. She isn't in ANY yearbooks...Hell, we were sure she wasn't gonna get a drivers license cause they gotta take her picture for it." Kiersten drawled and Riley threw a pillow at her.

"Go away."

"Nope, you'd miss me too much."

Nick smiled and shook his head at their exchange, his eyes never leaving the puppy as it continued biting at his hands and long fingers. "What's up Kiersten?" Nick asked.

"I'm goin grocery shoppin and I need to know what we need...Shaun said you had the grocery list."

"Yes, let me get the grocery list out of my sock drawer...cause that's where I always keep it." Riley replied sarcastically, still snuggled into Nick's side, with his hand running up and down her back. Kiersten rolled her eyes. "I don't know where it is Kit."

Kiersten sighed and went back out the door, closing it behind her as she left.

--Grissom's House—Living Room—9:13 p.m. (pouts) Man...I had this great scene all picked out for right about now...but I can't use it yet... (mutters) friggin time line...--

Gil Grissom opened his front door and flipped on the light switch while going through his mail.

"SURPRISE!" The entire nightshift, plus Brass, Doc, David, Archie, Jacqui, and Mandy.

Grissom looked up in shock, his mouth hanging open as he got an eyeful of the decorations hanging up everywhere, all of the party guests in party hats, and a giant cake on the table. "What are you all doing here?" He asked in mild surprise. "...My birthday isn't for two hours and forty-seven minutes."

Catherine rolled her eyes. "Yes, but we'll all be sleeping then."

"C'mon Grissom, it's your birthday..." Greg began.

"And I'll fire you if I want to." Grissom finished, earning laughs from everyone but Greg

"Oh, relax Griss. Eat some cake."

"How did you all get in here?" Grissom asked, and everyone held up a key. He shot a glare to Catherine, knowing she was behind this. "Catherine, that key was for emergencies only...not so you can go around making dozens of copies and distributing them around the lab."

Catherine sighed. "Yeah, but God forbid I were to be unavailable in a case of emergency, then what would you do?" She asked and Grissom sighed. He shot Sara a desperate look, who merely smiled and shrugged.

--11:04 p.m.--

"Oh, no way, I can top that." Catherine stated, setting her glass of punch down as random party guests listened to everyone telling random stories about Grissom. "Once, when I first got to CSI..."

Bad boys, bad boys, Whacha gonna do? Whacha gonna do when they come for you? Bad boys, bad boys...

Brass' ring tone was cut off as he answered his phone. "Brass...yes..." He sighed and rolled his eyes. "Damn...alright we'll be there..." Everyone groaned, all knowing what this meant and Greg rolled his eyes.

"Damn, dead bodies can be so inconsiderate about their TODs and if it interrupts our parties..." Greg noted sarcastically and everyone chuckled.

"Well...I'm just glad we did the party before we had to get called in..." Catherine noted. "So what do we have Jim?"

"Two 419s, one in a trailer park and one in Summerlin. Requesting two CSIs each..."

"I'll take Greggo to Summerlin." Catherine offered.

"Alright, Rick, Nick, you're goin to the trailer park. Grissom, enjoy the night off. Sara...well...you can help him clean up." Brass said winking knowingly that they probably would be doing more than cleaning up...(bum bum bum, the teams knows?)

Sara and Grissom looked at each other panicked, then to Nick accusingly. He held up his hands in surrender. "I swear; I didn't tell them anythin about y'all datin."

Everyone's jaws dropped and Catherine snickered. "Yeah...you did."

Nick winced and prepared himself for Sara's wrath. "Oops..."

"...Alright, who had the pot for today?" Warrick asked looking around the room, making signals for bets.

"What?" Sara asked and Catherine shrugged.

"We've actually known about the two of you for about four months, we saw the two of you smooching in Gil's parking lot, and we figured out Nicky knew cause he's always making excuses for you guys. So we all took bets on when he'd let it slip..."

Nick gave an umbrage look. "Hey now! It was by accident!"

"Yeah well, your little accident just made me $500..." Greg said smiling.

"Hey, that's what my Grandma said when she found out my mom was pregnant with me...oh wait, no...that was 'your little accident just cost me $500'..." Warrick replied in a joking tone, but serious about the story, and everyone chuckled while saying 'awwww...' Warrick smirked and shrugged while Brass shook his head.

"...Well that was delightful, but if you fine investigators and astounding lab techs don't mind, there are crimes to investigate."

--End of Chapter...--

(Cries hysterically) Whahh! I missed you guys! (Cries more) I was going through withdrawals! (Continues crying as she flips through random pictures of George Eads and drools...) I missed my internet and my computer and CSI and George Eads...bear in mind, I have been completely cut off from the world. But I did manage to (go through Hell) and catch the season 7 premiere of CSI...

HOW MESSED UP WAS THAT!

Dude, they friggin stole my idea...that whole last 15 minutes of the episode...I had it all planned out like that for a whole 'nother story.

But anyway, I'm very upset that they put Nick with an icky blonde girl (no offense to blondes, I have nothing against you...except when y'all dance with Nick) Is it just me, or does anyone else clearly remember in the episode Stalker (which I don't own) that it was said, that Nicky loves red heads...! Hello! Am I alone here...?

Okay, Kit, Emma, back me up here...you know what I'm talkin about...

(Sigh) anyway, I'll stop rambling. Next chapter should be up fairly soon...

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