Title: Beer and Bones, a CSI drabble |
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“You got that right,” Warrick said, clinking her Budweiser bottle with his. Sara looked at him, one eyebrow raised. “What, you thought I didn’t care about him pulling us off the case just so he could work with her?” “I guess I did,” she said quietly. “I just didn’t get all riled up like you,” he chuckled. “That’s not my way, Sara. You should know that by now.” “I do,” she said, snuggling close to him. “I’m sorry.” He leaned in and kissed her, Grissom and Terri Miller and old bones
forgotten.
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