DISCLAIMER: I don't own anything. Don't sue. Just enjoy the story! ~PIXIE
Nick Stokes walked into the breakroom of the Las Vegas crime lab. He walked over to the coffee pot, poured himself a cup and sat down at the table. Across from him was Sara Sidle. "Hey Sara." he grinned.
"Morning Cowboy."She smiled back.
"Has Grissom gotten here yet?"
"Um I don't know…ask cath…she might know, they've been pretty inseparable lately." Nick grimaced at the thought of Grissom and *his* Catherine. NO she wasn't his. Sure there were a few stolen glances, or "accidental" intimate touches, but nothing more between them.
"Hey! YOO-HOO! Earth to Nick!"
"Yeah, I said check with Catherine for any sign of Grissom."
"Yea right, thanks." He stood up and walked toward the locker room. OK here goes, find Grissom tell him that Catherine and I need more time to work on our case, which isn't true, then find Cath, and ask her out. Nick was lost deep in thought as he walked into the locker room, not noticing the muffled sniffles coming from one of the showers, that happened to be off. "Hello? Is anyone in there?" he shook himself back to reality.
"No! Go away!" he knew that voice sweet, and sexy, only now it sounded upset, stressed, and sad. It was Catherine. He began to walk faster. Finally reaching the shower, where he found Catherine curled up in the corner.
"Catherine! What's wrong? Are you hurt?" he slid to the floor and to her side. "Catherine please talk to me." He put a comforting arm around her shoulder, and she collapsed into his arms. She began to sob even harder. "Catherine come on! Talk to me please."
"Oh god I'm a wreck. Nick I don't know what to do. Eddie is…and Grissom…" Her sobs broke apart her sentences.
"Eddie is? What about Grissom?"
"Eddie's getting married, and Grissom… he blew me off…and…" her sobs broke into her sentences again.
"Eddie doesn't matter anymore you have more important things, like Lindsay. And what do you mean Grissom blew you off?"
"Well I sorta told him that I thought that there might be something between us, and we should go out, and he…he…he… said he was already involved with someone." Catherine managed to get this out between sobs and sniffle.
"Oh Catherine, I'm sorry…come on let's get you up off the ground, and I'll take you home." Nick stood up and pulled Catherine with him. They were inches from each other. "You alright?" he asked.
"Yea…um thanks Nick…"She smiled weakly.
"Anytime, now let's get outta here, you go down to my car and I'll be there in about 10 minutes. I'll deal with Grissom." He smiled and headed for the door.
"Thanks…I owe you one…"
"Not judging me"
"Anytime." he smiled once again and headed out of the locker room and down the hall to Grissom's office.
Good? Bad? Should I keep going? Let me know.