I wanted to try one shot since I'm bad at it...


So ;)

To scuby, thanks for not giving up on my sorry butt. :)


I make my way to the break room and find Warrick in deep focus. He seems fascinated by some pictures.

"Hey Rick," I greet him as I walk to the fridge and grab a bottle of water.

"Hey," he answers with a little smile. "Would you mind giving me your opinion on something?" he asks.

"Sure," I reply sitting next to him. "What's up?"

"Can you look at those pictures…see the red marks?" I nod. "I'm trying to figure out where it all comes from"

I frown and concentrate hard. I can feel a smile creeping up my lips as realisation comes to me. I have definitely seen this somewhere.

"Handcuffs," I announce.

"How can you tell?"

"I just can…" I try to avoid answering honestly. But if the heat I feel on my face is of any indication I know I'm blushing and chances are that now he knows. Let's hope he'll have mercy on me.

He chuckles. No mercy then.

"World is full of wonder, and who exactly did you chain to your bed?"

"No one," I answer quickly.

"Oh come on Sar, share with me," he pouts.

"I don't kiss and tell okay?"

"Fine..." he shakes his head. "One condition, you tell me how it was."

"I can't believe you…"

"And wait till the others know you're a bit kinky," he teases.

"Oh don't you dare," I point my finger at him as a warning. "And I'll have you know that there's a fine line between pain and pleasure."

"Just tell me then."

I groan in defeat. I hang my head "….fantastic…is….it…." I mumble.

"I didn't quite catch that."

"Freaking fantastic is an understatement compare to it," I repeat more firmly and I can feel my face burning so much I'm blushing. "Happy?"

He laughs at me "Very. Way to go sister."

I shake my head and punch him gently in the shoulder. We keep bickering until Nick comes in. he goes straight to the fridge and looks in the freezer part.

"Oh, man, I could have sworn there was some ice left," he states.

"Yeah, well Catherine came earlier and took it all," Warrick starts and alarm bells go off in my head. "She said she needed some for her... wrists…" he trails off.

He turns to me with his mouth hanging open and his eyes as round as saucer plates. I hang my head hide it in my hands.

I know I'll never hear the end of this. Never.

Ok, now I'm going back to writing Simple Things...

Thanks for reading.