I do not, nor have I ever, owned CSI.

Rated T: For language and sexual innuendos.

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This is a Nick and Warrick Chapter.

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Warrick is losing his mind and dignity over Trista.

Nick is loving it since it used to be HIM that was made fun of for it.

Here is the conversation between the two friends.

Nick is enjoying this far too much...Paybacks are a bitch.

Warrick walked back to the lab slowly still deep in thought. He decided he was pathetically in love with Trista. He wondered if he had been for years and just never knew it.

"I mean, really, what is not to love about that chick? She has a heart of gold, she loves my sister and my niece, she is hot, she is funny, she is feisty and the sex is the best he ever had...what is there not to love about Trista?" he said to himself silently.

He instantly realized it was the first time in his life that he ever described a girl without listing her FIRST quality as being "hot"...and her second being how good she was in bed. Warrick shook his head slightly knowing that it was obviously because her good heart and her love for his family was what grabbed his heart most of all. True, she was a very beautiful girl but that was not what was the most important thing about her. This was a first for Warrick Brown.

Nick looked up from his microscope as Warrick strolled into the lab.

"We are having a BBQ tonight, you in?" Nick asked Warrick.

"Will she be there?" he asked.

"Uh huh," Nick said still looking back into the microscope knowing exactly who Warrick was referring to.

"I'm in," he said instantly.

"Never thought I would see the day, Rick, never thought it, never mind with WHO," he laughed scribbling some notes down on some paper next to him.

Warrick scoffed loudly.

"Ha, you're tellin' ME, bro? Please, I am disgusted with my damn self!" Warrick ran his hand over his face with defeat.

"Hmm, I seem to remember being abused mercilessly when I fell hard for your sister," he said as he put some papers into a file folder and marked the outside of it.

"Shut up," Warrick said knowing that Nick was going to have to rub this in his face.

"Well, I'm just sayin'…there was a lot of shit I took from you…wait, a lot of shit I STILL take from you about it!" Nick says not facing him but instead walking toward the door to drop off his findings to Hodges.

"Yeah, well…that's just because you are always all over her and starry eyed, " Warrick yells over but quickly sees Nick stop short, turn around and jerk his head back.

"Wait a minute, " Nick laughs, "don't even go there, chief!" he points at Warrick as if to say how pathetic HE is being.

Warrick laughs lightly and knows he is behaving the same way Nick swooned over Jules.

"I don't know man... you are just…I don' t know…maybe cus it's my sister…" he defended himself.

"Oh please, it's different because it is your precious 'Baby Girl' and that made it just unbearable for you?" Nick rolls his eyes. "Well wasn't that just too bad...now look at how you feel! And look at WHO YOU FELL FOR! It wasn't my fault the girl I am madly in love with happens to be your kid sister! And not to mention you shoulkd be HAPPY I adore her as much as I do!"

"Allll right, Nick...what do you want from me? You want me to tell you I was wrong and I shouldn't have made fun of you for being a pathetic, pussy whipped, sap?" he smirked.

"That's nice...real nice...And I AM a pathetic, pussy whipped, SAP? Look in the mirror, Buddy!" Nick shook his head laughing.

Warrick looks down at his paperwork and won't look up to admit the truth.

Nick turns and heads back for the door.

Nick gave a Nick Stokes laugh. "Hah Haaah…paybacks, Rick…paybacks…they are aaaaa bitch, aren't they!" he laughed his upward chuckle even louder and walked out of the lab with his folder swinging in his hand.

The time had gone by faster than he thought which made Nick very happy. He couldn't wait to get out of there. He made sure he told a few of his co-workers about the BBQ before he heading out though.

As he walked down the hall toward the elevator, he looked at his watch and noticed it was already 12:00 in the afternoon. A devilish grin washed across his face. He knew if he got home quickly his daughter would be napping…he was already turned on by the thought of Jules' text. Nick blew the air out of his lungs loudly just from the image he had of looking down at her and seeing her mouth on his hard dick….He found himself having to shake off the thought that made his heart beat a little faster.

Warrick was walking down the hall and heading to the locker room to get his things together. He couldn't wait to go home. He needed to sleep. He wished his stomach would stop flipping from the excitement he felt from knowing he would be seeing Trista tonight.

He was in deep thought about Trista yet again when he saw Nick leaving with his duffel bag slung over his shoulder.

"What are you smiling' about, Chief?" Warrick said as Nick stepped into the elevator to leave.

Nick suddenly couldn't resist the urge to bust Warrick's chops at that moment. He just couldn't help wanting to give him some sort of torment and he wasn't sure why since he never, ever, messes with Warrick in this way.

"Why am I smiling?" he asked with a sideways smirk.

"Yeah…why, because we're finally outta here?" Warrick asked.

"Yyyep, and because your sister just text me about an amazing blow job she's gonna give me when I get home," he said and laughed hard.

Warrick gasped and turned his head away like it was a horrible crime scene.

"ASSHOLE!" Warrick yelled; his face winced with pure repulsion and utter disgust.

And even after the heavy metal doors closed…

…Warrick could still hear Nick laughing.