A/N: Ok, I finally thought of something to add to this story. I hope you like it, and please review.

Nick woke up to the faint sounds of someone yelling. He quickly noticed that he had spilled soda all over himself, so he flipped off the TV and headed for the locker room.

A couple people in the hallway had given him weird looks. He thought it was just his shirt, but he would find out the real reason later.

Nick entered the locker room, and walked over to his locker. He put in the combo and opened it. He pulled out a spare change of clothes and started changing.

When he was finished he headed toward the door. He passed a mirror on the way and something colorful caught his eye. He turned back toward the mirror and found out it was his hair that was, so colorful.

"You are dead Greg," Nick said angrily. Then he stormed down the hallway and into Greg's lab.

"Greg...," Nick started, then realized no one was in the room. He turned around and walked out the door, almost knocking Sara over. Greg, Warrick, Catherine, and Sara stood stock still at the site of Nick.

"Greg," Nick said angrily, "What did you do to my hair?"

"Uh, it was Warrick," Greg defended.

Nick looked over at Warrick, and found this to be true when Warrick wouldn't make eye contact.

At that moment Grissom walked in.

"Hey, Nick, you finally decided to join us. I have a case for you," he said as if he hadn't noticed Nick's hair.

Nick just stared at him. Grissom started to walk out of the room, but before he was out of sight he turned around and said, "Hey, Nick, I give you permission to do whatever you want to them, except murder."

Nick smiled evilly. This would be fun.

A/N: kinda short, but it's something. please review. thanks for reading.