A/N: I wrote this story out of plain bordom. So I hope you like it.
Nick walked up the familer pathway to the home he grew up in. The yard was dark, but the single porch light was left on illuminating the steps. It was quiet and he could hear the crckets chirping in the woods beyond the house. Having a few days off he decided to make the trip to visit his parents. His siblings were all grown and had their own families now, except for Jolie. Jolie was is seventeen yearold sister. And a secret between Nick and herself, she was his favorite. For some reason they just got along better than any of his other brothers or sisters.
After knocking he heard footsteps from the other side nearing the door and soon it swung open with his mother standing in the doorway
"Nick!"
She wrapped her small arms around her son. His mother, Jillian, had the most welcoming smile, something Nick got from her genetics, along with her eyes and hair.
"Miss me?"
"SO much, you couldn't understand. Come in dinner is almost done, your father is in the tv room."
"Where's Jolie?"
"Oh I sent her to the store. She got her license a few days ago."
"She's driving? Watch out Texas!"
He walked down the hall of the big house and found his father watching the national news on CNN.
"Hey there Cisco."
"I thought that was you Poncho."
After shaking hands, Nick took a seat on the couch next to his dad's recliner. His dad wasn't much for conversation, never been that kinda guy really. Nick sat there with his dad watchng a report on the tornados that occured a few states over, leading officals to declare a state of emergency. During this Nick's eyes were fighting to stay open, sitting in the dark room wasn't helping either. He guessed all the sleep he missed out on while working was catching up with him.
"Nick wake up dinner's ready, and mom made her greenbean casserole so you better git while the gittins good."
Nick jerked his eyes open seeing his sister standing infront of him, he didn't realize he fell asleep. He always thought her accent was slightly thicker than anyone elses in the family
"When did you get home?"
He asked as he stood streching
"About a half-hour ago. Mom didn't want me to wake you up until dinner was ready. And where's my hug?"
He reached for his little sister who looked so much like their mother it was scary. Hugging her he noticed how skinny she was, he could feel the bones in her back.
"Come on you two, your dad is hungry and I don't think he'll wait much longer!"
Their mom called from the dinning room. They walked together to the dinning room that they used only when they had a reason, such as family and sometimes friends of their father's from work.
"SO Nick anything interesting in Vegas?"
"Well its Vegas"
He laughed
"But you're eating well, taking care of yourself?"
"Yes Mom."
Nick thought it funny because no matter how old he gets his mom is always going to ask that question. Jillian handed him a plate filled with vegtables, a steak and a loaded baked potato. Besides his family this is what Nick missed the most, home cooked meals.
As he cut into his steak a took a bite he looked over at Jolie, who didn't have much on her plate at all.
"Aren't you hungry Jo?"
"I ate something earlier, so not really."
He noticed the worried look Jolie got fron their mother and his father did the same. Dinner went quietly as everyone was eating, Nick occasionaly glanced at his sister seeing her eat the smallest bites of something. He didn't want to say anything else, but this was not like her at all.
Soon after Jillian stood along with their father and turned to the youngest
"Jolie will you clear off the table and put the dishes in the washer please?"
"Yes Mam"
"I'll help you Jo"
"No Nick you're here to visit, not do chores."
His mother scolded
"Its ok, I miss spending time with my little sister so I'm gonna help."
"Ok, just come in the lvingoom after your done."
"Yes Mam."
Jolie stood up picking up the plated and carrying them into the kitchen with out saying a word to Nick. She knew he wanted to talk to her and he never let anything go. Nick picked up the silverware and cups following behind her. She scraped off the plates into the trashcan, hers having the most on it.
"So Jo you wanna tell me while you're not eating?"
"What are you talking about? I am."
"You forget I can read people, and know when they're lying."
"I'm not lying Nick."
"Yes you are! Your eyes get really big and your voice gets an octave higher, kinda like what your doing now."
She turned from him and began setting dishes in the washer, also stcking the pots and pans in too. She didn't look his way the rest of the time that they were in the kitchen, afterwards she went up the stairs to her room.
"Nick could you come in here please."
He walked into the tv room, where the tv was actually off for a change and lamps were on. Jillian was sitting beside Bill with a worried look on her face
"We could hear you in here. What were you two fighting about?"
"Mom did you notice that she didn't eat anything during dinner? And she's hardley anything but bones?"
"Yes Nick, we've noticed. I've taken her to a doctor and he just said its because she's been working and been busy alot since she graduated highschool. But we don't think so."
"Yeah me neither."
"We just don't know what to do."
His father spoke up in his deep voice
"She's gotten more agressive latley too."
"Yeah I figured that out, its not like her at all."
"But, if you coud talk to her again. Maybe she'll open up. But we're going to go to bed now, see you in the morning dear."
She kissed Nick and left the room, followed by his dad. Climbing the stairs to the guest room he heard music floating from Jolie's room. Knocking softly on the door he got no responce, he opened the room to find her curled up asleep on her bed. He smiled when he saw a familier stuffed animal not laying far from her sleeping figure. It was Sly, a stuffed bunny rabbit that he gave her many years ago when she had the chicken pox.
Walking from the room he shut the door behind him, the worry never left his conscience. Going into his own room he didn't waste anytime stripping down to his boxers and crawling under the down comforter, laying his head on the pillow. He was out in no time.
A noise in the hallway outside of the room woke Nick up around four. Since becoming a CSI he was more aware of his surroundings and noises. His curiosity got the better of him. He opened the door and walked into the hallway. It was dark not really able to see anything made him that much more aware of his surroundings.
He walked towards the end of the hall towards the bathroom, still not being able to see. He took another step, his foot coming in contact with a solid object. Its made him jump back at the unexpected obstruction. Bending down he touched it, it was warm and the feel of skin made his heart start to race. His hand felt the boney shoulder and collar bone, knowing it could only be one person.
A/N: PLease review!! I love reviews it keeps me writing, and come on if I don't get any reviews I'm not motivated to write anymore!!