Las Vegas: September 10, 2006

[lvpd_sidle]

It might be September, but there is little danger of getting cold in Las Vegas.

The city never sleeps, and neither do the various branches of law enforcement.

The lab is busy when Sara and Mark walk in through the door--Swing shift is leaving and Night shift is about to begin.

Music is playing, an old song by The Who. The atmosphere isn't tense, indicating that there are no pressing cases.

Just another night in Vegas.

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[bohemian-mark.livejournal.com]

He kisses her back, jumping off of the table and retrieving his bag. "Don't worry about it. I don't need to know details. Just that I helped somehow." It's a film thing. Sometimes you're just a a part of a whole, but that tiny part makes the rest possible.

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"One monster won't see daylight. And when the trial ends, I'll be glad to give you the details then." She makes a few notes and closes the file, dropping it off in Grissom's office. His desk is buried under a stack of files and she sighs.

[bohemian-mark.livejournal.com]

Mark suppresses a giggle. "Oh, look. It reminds me of Adam's desk. Except Adam's desk is mostly scripts. Kyle maintains there are things growing on it, if he'd actually clean all of the crap off of the top of it."

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"The only living thing on his desk is his tarantula. Hi Moses," she says to the spider, scuttling along in its habitat. "Grissom doesn't exactly care for paperwork--not that any of us do."

Walking back out of his office, Sara gets shanghaied by Hodges. And Mark is once again tapped on his shoulder, this time by a tall Texan.

"Mark, isn't it? I'm Nick. Nick Stokes. Can I talk to you?"

[bohemian-mark.livejournal.com]

"Moses. It would be Moses." He doesn't explain. As Sara gets caught, Mark just watches her, smiling.

Oh crap. Mark sincerely resists the impulse to facepalm. He flails slightly as he turns and gives Nick a bit of a wry smile. "Sure." He, for some reason, resists snarky comment for now.

[lvpd_sidle]

"Relax--Warrick told me already cornered you. I wanted to apologize for that, actually. Sara's more than capable of making up her mind."

[bohemian-mark.livejournal.com]

Mark laughs. "No need to apologise. Really. My roommate did the same to Sara when he met her. You guys want to take care of her. There's nothing wrong with that."

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"I have five older sisters. I know better than to do too much or else she'll kick my ass," Nick says with an easy laugh. "But I do want to know--how serious are you? Because the last one...I don't know the circumstances, but..."

[bohemian-mark.livejournal.com]

"I know the feeling. I only have two older sisters, but neither of them are really people to cross." He smiles, but his face turns more serious, as for once, he looks right at Nick, his voice and manner confident. "I'm as serious as I can be. I never start something as serious as this without thinking. She's the most amazing girl I've ever met, and I don't want anything to hurt her in any way."

[lvpd_sidle]

"Does he pass muster, Nick?"

Nick doesn't jump. He gives her a grin over his shoulder. "It's a start--ow!" He rubs his shoulder. "Might want to watch out, Mark--she bites back."

"Out, Nick."

"I'm going, I'm going."

[bohemian-mark.livejournal.com]

Mark smirks, and calls after Nick. "Oh, I've found that out already." And then he ducks. He knows what he's in for.

[lvpd_sidle]

Nick looks back. "Really? Like how--" And he runs down the hall again.

"Someone's begging for another smoke bomb to be left in his truck engine," Sara remarks placidly, elbowing Mark's side.

[bohemian-mark.livejournal.com]

Mark smirks. "This is why I don't have a car." Well, that and the fact that there's no place to park in Alphabet City.

[lvpd_sidle]

"I thought that was due to lack of parking."

[bohemian-mark.livejournal.com]

Mark looks shifty for a moment. "Well, that too." He smirks. "Hey. Can't a guy have multiple reasons around here?"

[lvpd_sidle]

"Easily. In fact, when I asked Grissom once why I had to participate in a different experiment, that was what he told me. 'So many reasons.'"

[bohemian-mark.livejournal.com]

Mark grins. "Exactly." He's got that quasi-innocent face on now, as he just looks at her. "It happens. Try to get one reason out of Adam or Joanne sometime. It won't work."

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"Somehow, I'm not surprised." She glances at her watch and blinks. "Wow--it's almost 5am. Want to get something to eat?"

[bohemian-mark.livejournal.com]

Mark blinks. "Damn. I didn't realize it was that late. Er, early?" He doesn't mind. He's stayed up many nights, and it's just another night for him. "I'd love to go get some food."

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"Grissom, I'm going on dinner break."

"Two hours late, Sara."

"Bite me." She takes Mark's hand. "Let's go."