Title: Chemistry
Author: JustPlainChy
Rating: G
Pairing: Sexual!tension Nick/Greg
Warnings: Nah
Spoilers: Nah
Summary: A bit of banter in the lab. No one could deny their chemistry. Fluff.

“It was what?”

“NaCl”

“I got nothing”

“Sodium Chloride, table salt,”

“My unknown substance was table salt?” A sigh.

“No, I just told you because I like to see you confused,” that voice was thick with sarcasm and bright eyes searched the ceiling for a meaning, “Yes, it was table salt,”

“But,” a raised eyebrow, he ploughs forward, “I know what table salt looks like. Therefore it wouldn’t be an unknown substance,”

“I’m telling you what it was,”

“It was pink!” he’s incredulous.

“So are my boxers, but I don’t have a problem,” A grin, “It was pink because of the presence of naphthalenesulfonic acid,”

“I’ve got nothing again,”

“Food coloring Nick, food coloring. In your case, Red # 40,”

“Red food coloring?”

“Must you repeat everything I said? Yes, food coloring,”

“Who puts food coloring on table salt?”

“Hey, you’re the CSI, I’m just the good looking, helpful lab-tech,” Another grin.

“I’ll say,” Wide eyes, a cough.

“What?!?” No response. A change of subject.

“Do you know why someone would put red food coloring on salt?”

“Look in the microscope,” He moves, violating space, body far too close.

“What am I looking at?”

“Your sample,”

“Thanks Sherlock, what else,”

“A sample from the Rio restaurant collected two days ago,”

“The fourth of July,”

“Bingo,”

“Red, white and blue salt?”

“So it would seem,” A thankful smile.

“Thanks Greggo,”

“Anytime,” A step forward, a glance. A swallow.

“How’d you figure it out?”

“Chemistry,” An increase in the room’s temperature.

“Chemistry?” Dark chocolate locked with honey brown. Breath tangling together.

“Yeah. Chemistry.”

-Fin

A/N - CSI is property of CBS and Jerry Bruckheimer productions. This one goes out for Nicky, you’re my sunshine! Kudos also to the Beta Westbrook, who deals with nothing for months and then 5 fics in a week