I don't own CSI - I know you know that; I'm just covering my ass for copyright rules.

Rated T - sexual connotations and innuendos.

Wow, you readers really are lucky...I had a writing brainstorm and have given you chapters left and right!

**Thank you to the new reviewer who made me very happy and motivated!**

I do hope all of my readers took time to read my first story which gives better insight to Nick and Jules and the rest of the characters.

It will be a help so read You Found Me if you can. You won't be sorry.

This is another fluffy chapter. It seems as if my readers prefer them.

If that isn't true...then you need to speak up and tell me what you would like to see.

In this chapter I have taken you inside the Stokes' home again. Seeing them in everyday life.

Nick's love for his daughter. Nick going to work...things that make this couple real.

Trista finally makes her appearance and Warrick too.

I hope you enjoy it. And yes, I will beg for reviews!

He loved the way his daughter's nightlight illuminated her with a warm glow. He watched her. He stared at her with an enormous love. She was his little angel. His daughter meant the world to him.

Covering her softly and he gently, Nick leaned in and kissed her head. He could smell the scent of strawberry shampoo in her hair and he breathed it in deeply.

It was time for him to go. He had cases to work on and new cases to investigate. As he stared at his little girl he thought about the John Doe and the rest of the gory cases he worked nightly; he wondered how there could be so much evil was in the world when such beautiful innocence existed too. He shook his head slightly knowing that the blood and death that surrounded him most nights couldn't effect him nearly as much as the smile of his daughter. If anything could bring him to his knees it was her.

Jules leaned against the door frame and watched Nick saying goodnight to his little girl before heading out to the Crime Lab. He didn't know she was watching him and she liked it that way. She liked to see him whisper to her, stroke her hair, and stare at her like she was one of the Seven Wonders of the World. She knew him. And she knew, as he watched the soft glow of her nightlight cascade over his daughter, that he was thinking she was glowing, not from the nightlight…but from the halo that shone around his angel.

Jules heart swelled with love when she listened to him whisper to Emma.

"Daddy loves you, Sweet Pea. You have sweet dreams and Daddy will take down the bad guys and keep you safe," he smiled at his wish to protect her from all the bad in the world.

Nick knew that wasn't physically possible, but he would damn well try.

Jules watched her husband lean down and kiss his daughter softly and linger there for a second to smell her hair. It touched her to see this strong man, with his gun holstered on his hip and his Forensic baseball cap on his head backwards, be so gentle and loving to their baby. Nick was everything she could ever hope for. He was the perfect package and from the moment they met she knew he was the love of her life. Seeing him in their home, knowing he is where he wanted to be all along, made her want to cry from deep emotion. Instead, she swallowed back her tears and let herself feel the love.

Nick leaned up and turned to walk out of his daughter's room when he spotted Jules in the doorway. He smiled at her. He caught her watching him…again. He knew her. She loved to watch him. She loved to watch him with Emma, she loved to watch him in his CSI gear…hell, she loved to watch him in the shower. He loved it. It meant she couldn't get enough of him. She told him that often, but she proved it with her stares.

Nick put his index finger up to his lips.

She smiled.

She wasn't on planning on speaking anyway, so she smiled at his attempt to keep his daughter's sleep peaceful and uninterrupted.

Once the two of them left Emma's room, Nick reached back and closed her door slightly. Heading down the stairs Nick began speaking to Jules only when they reached the middle of the staircase, out of earshot of his baby's room.

"You were watching me again, Sunshine," he chuckled softly as he looked over at her and grinned.

"I told you…I can't ever get enough of watching you…don't you know that, Cowboy? I always have my eyes on you," she chuckled too.

Once they got to the bottom of the stairs, Nick reached one arm and hooked her around the waist. They stood together in front with one another as he spoke close to her face.

"You keep those eyes only on me, Darlin', and we won't have any problems," he laughed knowing there would never be a problem like that from either one of them.

Jules kissed him on his lips gently but quickly.

"Always, Texas…Always," she pulled him even closer by his belt loops.

They both looked at the door at the same time when they heard the quick, rapid, knock.

"I gotta get going. I will call you in a little while if I can, okay?" he told her as he let go of her, reached his hand up to his cap and turned it around the right way.

Jules walked over and opened the door without even looking. She knew who it was. Warrick was coming to get Nick for work since they had left his truck at the Bellagio so they could ride home together. Nick would have Warrick drop him off at the hotel, only this time, he wouldn't be staying there…he would be driving his truck home.

"Hey, Brother," she said as she opened the door.

"You didn't look before you opened the door, did you!" he said as he leaned down and kissed her cheek.

"Oh don't start, I got my gun toting hero right next to me," she grinned.

Warrick ignored her and looked over at Nick.

"You ready, chief?" he asked.

"Yeah, let me get my keys and I'm out," he nodded and went into the kitchen and to get his keys off the hook.

Jules and Warrick heard a car door slam and the sound of footsteps walking up the driveway. They both looked over to see Trista walking up the walkway.

"Hey!" Jules yelled excited to see her best friend stop by. "I thought you were working tonight?" she asked.

"Nope, I don't work on Tuesday nights anymore…too slow; not worth it," she said about her bar tending job.

"So you came to see me?" Jules said happily, "Yeah! You can keep me company!"

Trista didn't answer her right away. She had accidentally made eye contact with Warrick and their stare remained frozen. They hadn't seen each other since their "hook-up" on Friday night and neither one of them was expecting to bump into each other tonight. Trista hadn't returned his calls and Warrick knew she was laying low. He had wanted to talk to her. She had no idea how much he thought about her. It was startling for him too, but he at least wanted to address it and take it further. Trista, instead, dodged him like the plague. Warrick wasn't used to that. HE was usually the one who did the dodging. This was a role reversal he wasn't accustomed to.

"What?" Jules shook her head at them. "Let me guess," she said rolling her eyes, "You two are thinking of some nasty comments to give to each other!" she said holding the door open wider so Trista could walk into the foyer.

"Yea, uh, I thought I would, um, just stop in and hang out, if ah, that's okay," Trista stuttered.

"What do you mean if that's okay?" Jules scrunched up her face thinking that her question was ridiculous since they had the kind of relationship that Trista could stop by whenever she felt like it and Jules would be happy. "You're so stupid!" she laughed.

"Yeah, well, uh…" Trista said just as she dropped a small boutique gift bag that was in her hands onto the floor.

A few hair bows and some fancy socks fell out of the bag.

Nick walked back into the foyer where the three of them stood and looked down at the scattered accessories.

"What happened? Lose your grip?" Nick laughed at her and went to pick them up but Warrick squatted down first at the same time Trista did.

The two of them nearly banged heads.

Nick shook his head. "I never thought I would see the day that you two are actually helping each other," Nick said as he laughed.

"Miracle!" Jules said before asking what all those things were. "What did you get now, Trist?" she shook her head knowing Trista had picked up something sweet for Emma again.

"Oh, oh, uh," she tried to speak but Warrick's hand brushed against hers and her stomach jumped. She refused to look at him again though. "Yeah, uh, just some adorable hair bows and socks for my girl…I, uh, I got them at Ciao Baby Boutique" she managed to tell her as she stood up as quickly as possible.

Nick squinted his eyes and pressed his lips together. He turned his head slightly to the side as he watched Warrick and Trista. He stood in the foyer silently as Jules chattered away and looked at all the things Trista bought Emma. Nick said nothing; he just watched.

"You spoil her, ya know…and ME, because damn these are so freakin' CUTE!" Jules said looking at each one, "She is going to look so cute wearing these!"

Trista smiled and agreed before walking into the kitchen abruptly.

Nick noticed not one teasing comment had been said between Warrick and Trista. Not one sarcastic remark. Not even their silly way they acknowledge one another with digs or insults. Still, Nick said nothing. Instead he walked over to his wife and placed his hand on her hip and leaned in and kissed her softly.

"We gotta go, Babe, I love you," he said as he kissed her a second time.

Nick took note that Warrick said nothing about their public display of affection as he usually does. "I'll call you if I can," he added.

"I'll be up. You be safe, okay? Promise?" she said and leaned her forehead on his chest as she wrapped her arms completely around him and hugged him tightly.

"Promise, Sunshine," he said before kissing her on the top of her head.

As a last minute thought, Nick decided to test Warrick one more time. He wanted to see if it was just his imagination or if Warrick's mind was somewhere else. He let his hands fall lower and he caressed Jules' ass before giving it a seductive squeeze. When Warrick didn't notice, Nick subtly looked over at him and saw he was staring toward the kitchen. Nick decided to give it another shot and whispered louder than he should, "If I call you will you talk dirty to me again?"

"NICK!" Jules gasped and pulled away from him, "My brother is standing right there!" Jules complained.

Warrick came out of his deep thought and shook his head pretending he heard Nick's comment.

"You two are sickening; let's go," was all he said before walking out the door.

Nick nodded and walked toward the door following his brother in law out. With his hand on the door knob he turned back to his wife.

"Give me another kiss and tell me you love me," he winked at her as he said it.

And without a second to lose Jules leaned in and grabbed his face with both hands. She kissed him hard on the lips before moving her lips to his ear. She whispered to him in a raspy, sexy, voice.

"I love you, Cowboy...wake me when you get home and I'll talk dirty to you all you want." she raised her eyebrow devilishly as she stared back at him.

"Haaa Haaaa! You can count on it," he said and gave the "Nick Stokes laugh" that she loved so much.

After he closed the front door behind him she locked the deadbolt and was about to walk into the kitchen when she saw the door knob turn and the door shake a bit.

She knew why...he was making sure she locked it behind him...just as he always did...just like before.

She laughed when she heard him yell from the other side of the door.

"JUST CHECKING!"

She yelled back "I KNOW!"

They both knew the other one was laughing as she turned and walked away into the kitchen...

...and he turned and walked to Warrick's truck.