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�Uh� not my task at the moment,� Danny said. He looked over his shoulder and spotted Martin who was helping Sam out with the map. �Hey, Martin, the CSI�s here,� he called. Martin nodded and, after sticking in a final pin, he grabbed a brown paper evidence bag off the conference table and headed over to Danny.
�Hey, man, you�d better get back to the phones. Sam�s going crazy,� Martin said. His head was down, his eyes fixed on the writing on the bag that designated it as evidence. �I�m not sure what you�re gonna get off this, but here you� Sara?�
�Martin? Oh my god, what are you doing here?� Sara asked with a wide grin on her face. Danny felt a pang of jealousy, but quickly quashed it down. He had no reason to be jealous that Martin knew Sara and had been the one to make her smile like that.
�I�ve been here for a few months,� Martin replied, a dimpled smile gracing his features.
Danny cleared his throat. �You two know each other?�
Martin chuckled. �We went to Harvard together. We were close,� he said, leering at Sara playfully.
�Pfft. Hardly. The only reason you remember me at all is that I carried your sorry butt through your science courses,� Sara shot back.
�That�s not the only reason,� Martin said with a grin. �You look good, Sidle. I like your hair short.�
Sara�s fingers went self-consciously to her brown tresses. �Yeah, I, uh, found it easier to manage for work. Less of my DNA to worry about in the field,� she said.
�Hey, Danny, I�m done covering for you,� Samantha announced as she headed over to the group. �Hi,� she said to Sara.
�Oh, uh, Samantha Spade, this is Sara Sidle, the new CSI,� Martin said.
�She and Fitzy go way back,� Danny added with a smirk.