Nick was standing in the locker room, touching up on his looks. He was wearing a suit and was ready to go to court.

"Hey." Greg walked in. "Nice suit."

"Where's yours? Aren't you supposed to testify in the Thompson-case, too?"

"I am, I was just about to get ready. I just wanted to tell you something, you got a minute?"

"Sure." Nick nodded, sitting down on a bench.

"I just wanted to thank you. You know, it's very important to me that you didn't talk to Julian, although I know how much you want to, but you'd never betray your friends like that..."

"He ratted me out, huh?" Nick said, knowing exactly what Greg was up to.

"What exactly did you say to him?" Greg asked, a bit annoyed.

"This question would be much easier to answer if you'd tell me what you already know..." Nick said with a cute smile on his face.

Greg sat down next to Nick, rolling his eyes. "I'd really like to be mad for what you did, but it actually helped. He apologized for what happened and he's been acting normal the last few days."

Nick patted Greg on the shoulder and stood up. "The next time you tell me not to help you, remember this. I could've saved you a lot of trouble if I talked to him weeks ago!" he said cocky.

"Yeah well, thanks for not listening to me," Greg said smiling.

As Nick walked out the door, Greg noticed a hole in his suit. "Nick, wait. You got a hole in your jacket."

"What?" Nick turned his head around to take a look. "Dammit, how did that happen?"


Greg was driving Nick's car to the courthouse while Nick was trying to mend his jacket. "Does this look like a burn mark from a cigarette to you?" He showed the hole to Greg.

"It's too big to be from a cigarette, a cigar, maybe?"

"Where did I wear this suit when someone was smoking a cigar? I only wear it to court!"

"Just cover it up somehow. It's a black suit, nobody will notice."

While driving in a curve, the two CSIs could feel a jolting.

"Did you hit something?" Nick said, turning his head around.

"I don't think so," Greg said while looking in the rear view mirror. "You see anything?"

"No."

As they kept on driving to the courthouse, the car suddenly started to spin out of control. Greg tried to steer away from the parked cars he was about to crash in, but without success. The car crashed into two parked cars head-on.