Sara laid the necklace back to the box dismissing Catherine's comment. "Im gonna go and get some coffee." Sara said with blank voice as she stood up to leave the office. "Mind if I join?" She heard from the door. Nick was leaning to the door side with a slight smile on his face. Sara smiled quickly as an answer. "Im gonna go and do some paper work, see ya." Catherine said leaving the office.
Greg drummed his hands against the lab table. No cases, no work, but still had to be there. This made Greg feel so bored that he might as well been sleeping. He would have done that but the morning incident with Sara was still haunting his mind too much. He didn't like it when the joke was on him. Though Sara didn't joke much, or if she did, Greg never actually knew when she was doing it, or perhaps he just didn't get it. Thinking about Sara made Greg frown; it was more puzzling than any of the cases he had been working on. He heard talking from the corridor. Greg raised his look, looking lurked like a puppy dog. He saw Sara and Nick passing the room he was in.
Something seemed off with Sara. Nick watched Sara who walked beside him with her determined, sharp steps that seemed almost angry. Knowing Sara he didn't even think asking "what's wrong?" as an option. "I still think the office coffee is the crappiest in whole Nevada." Nick said instead, sticking to the coffee topic. "I really don't care about the difference; caffeine is caffeine, no matter what it tastes like. And there's caffeine in office coffee too." Sara said. "Hey, your coffee philosophy is your coffee philosophy. I just like to have my caffeine in a form that I can keep down." Nick said motioning his hands as surrendering sign. Sara gave a slight smile "Ok, ok, got the point, let's go to the nearest Starbucks." She said. "Can I come too?" They heard behind them. Greg rushed to to walk beside them. "Sure you are not too tired?" Nick said grinning widely, this made Sara chuckle slightly. Greg felt himself blushing. "Just teasing ya, sure you can come with." Nick smiled.
After a while the three C.S.I s sat at a table back in the lab drinking their fresh coffee. They had sunk to the slight awkward silence; Greg didn't know what to say to Sara without being treated as a joke. Nick on the other hand thought it was wiser to shut up. He satisfied to just keep an eye on Sara. Sara didn't even seem to notice the silence she just took small sips from the hot, black coffee.
"Whoa. Who died?" Warrick commented from the doorway as he looked at the silent group that surrounded the lab table. "No one." Sara mumbled without even turning to look at Warrick. "That is kinda part of the problem." Greg said looking at Warrick's amused face. The rest of the day went on slowly, with just paper work and coffee. Also, coffee stains on paper work. Sara and others were rather happy to get home, even though it was raining once again.
Sara quickly stopped by to her office for she had forgotten her cell phone there. She looked at the necklace box she had left on her desk. Sara hesitated; she didn't know what to do with it. She felt uncomfortable to even be close to the package. It was just a necklace, but still she was more nervous near it than any of the murder suspects she had had to deal with. Finally, after slapping herself in her mind for being so ridiculous, she picked the small box up and shoved it to her jacket pocket.
Finally she walked on the silent lab corridors towards the exit. She was glad she didn't run into anyone at that moment, she was feeling too grumpy to deal with people, or even to pretend she could deal with people. She pushed the glass door open and the fresh air hit her face making her take a deep breath. Rain drops run down her face and jacket. Normally the fresh air would have made her feel slightly high spirited, rain or no rain. But now, all she could feel was the small necklace box weighing in her pocket, like it would have been trying to pull Sara all the way to the gates of hell.