RYAN'S POV

Well, would ya look at that? Sarah Wilson. She's pretty - gorgeous at that fact. Gosh, shes a beauty. Nice smile, nice hair, nice body. Cute laugh, she's gotta sense a humor, and she seems like she has a nice personality.

"Ryan?" She called out to me. I snapped out of my daze.

"Huh? Oh sorry." I replied.

"You were staring at me." She pointed out.

Shit.

"Oh, I was just- um thinking about something and – um- I guess my eyes happened to land on you."

Great going Ryan. Now she definitely won't think you're an idiot.

"Um, ok." She laughed. "So, did you analyze the DNA I gave you?"

"I am doing it, as we speak." I did a bunch of typing before I was able to get a hit on the strand of hair. "The hair, no doubt, belongs to Mrs. Ramirez."

"Hmm, ok. What else?" She asked. I did a bit more analyzing.

"Well on the condom, vaginal fluid & not a seaman but…" I started.

"Semen." She finished. "Who does it belong to?"

"The semen? Robert. The fluid? It's Mrs. Ramirez." Her face went into shock.

"What the hell?" She asked in disbelief.

"I know. And finally the blood belongs to Robert. Does the complete story ring any bells?"

"Yeah, a lot of bells. And I'll find out very soon what it is. Alright thanks Ryan." She flashed a stunning smile.

"No problem." I smiled.

And then it hit me right in my face.

I like Sarah Wilson.

But does she like me back?

SARAH'S POV

Those were the best 10 minutes of my life. This is the greatest job ever. Before I could even think about what happened in there again, my phone started to ring.

"CSI: Wilson." I answered.

"Wilson it's Delko."

Delko….Eric! Duh.

"Yeah what's up?"

"Meet me by the Hummer. Horatio wants us to go to the next crime scene."

"Sure I'll be right there." I hung up the phone. I looked back at Ryan one last time before I left.

One of these days, I have to be strong and ask him out.

But it depends if he likes me like I like him.

**********

Eric and I arrived at the crime scene. We got out of the car and made our way to an abandoned building.

"Man, it looks like this place hasn't been touched in years." I mumbled. We met up with Horatio. I spotted a dead body, slumped up against a wall.

"A young girl?" Eric asked.

"Her name is Sarah. Sarah Kingsford." Horatio said.

"No way. Sarah Kingsford as in Robert's girlfriend?" I asked.

"Correct. I heard the story from Ryan." Horatio explained.

"So the girl that disappeared…" Eric began.

"The cases are connected." Horatio finished.

"That makes sense." I said.

"You don't have to worry about this. I'll take care of her. You can look around, see if there's anything else."

"Will do, H." Eric assured. We walked through a walkway. I stopped dead in my tracks.

"What's wrong?"

"Dead body. It might belong to John." I paced over to where I saw the body and I kneeled down. Eric followed behind.

"You know, you're pretty fast for a girl in heels." He laughed.

"I ran track in high school. Am I too fast for you?" I grinned.

"Ha. Funny." We both chuckled.

"Alright so, I'll check for prints." I said.

"Yeah. I'll go look for anything else." He walked away. I opened my kit and pulled out my fingerprint brush. I dusted the knife and soon, a fingerprint was visible. I used the adhesive tape and collected my data. I rose up from my position as Eric walked back.

"Find anything?" I asked.

"Nah. Let's go back to the lab." A smile drew across my face.

"Ok." I climbed in the car. Eric started the car and drove to the lab. I took it upon myself to take the stuff to the DNA lab. I walked inside the room where he was.

"More stuff?" He asked.

"Just one more thing." I smiled. I handed him the finger print. He pressed a whole bunch of keys before the information was sent to the computer.

"Well whaddaya know? The fingerprint belongs to Mrs. Ramirez."

"It's creepy. She's totally creepy." I shuddered. Ryan laughed.

"I know." He replied. It was a bit of awkward silence.

"Well I better get this to Horatio. I believe interrogation is after this."

"Yeah it is."

"Well I better get going." I said. I started walking away.

"Hey Sarah?" Ryan called out.

"Yeah, whats up?"

"I know I just met you and all, but, would you like to hang out, maybe grab a bite during break or after work?"

I never thought he would ask!

"Yeah sure. I'd like that." I smiled.

"Ok then. So I'll meet you downstairs in the locker area. That way, you can get your stuff and we can decide on a place to go."

"I love it. Thanks Ryan." I cheesed.

"No problem." He replied. I walked out of the office with a smiled on my face.

SCORE FOR WILSON !