This is very much AU, it doesn't take place in the Las Vegas crime lab so please don't read it if you don't like the concept or the pairing. Other than that, enjoy!

Nick Stokes ran through the university hallways as fast as he could well aware that he was leaving a very obvious trail of destruction behind him. There were low grumbles of annoyance from people he bumped into but as of yet no one had out right shouted at him. Nor had they tried to stop him.

To be honest, if he had been anyone else the level of outrage would have been much higher than it was. But he was the one and only Nick Stokes, internationally renound actor in both movies and on TV. No one would mess with him if it would ruin their chances at fame by association.

While his well know fame had helped him in his mad dash to his destination, it was also the cause of the problem. He was currently running from his fan girl group which had formed since his arrival at the university that year. He was in his third year, but this was his first year at this university because he had to move due to 'special circumstances'. In other words a job had come up and he had to move to do it after his agent accepted it on his behalf. He was still pissed about that.

Nick barely swerved in time to avoid crashing into a girl holding a stack of books. Although he got around her unscathed, all of her books went crashing to the floor as she moved to avoid him. He had to work hard to squash the inner gentleman that automatically wanted him to stop and assist the woman in need. But this was no time for his Texan upbringing to rear it's nice mannered self, if he stayed the harpy like fan girls would be on him and it would take another two hours to shake them off.

Careering round the corner, Nick finally laid eyes on his destination. He had seen an out of order washroom the day before and it seemed like an ideal place to lie low and wait out the girl storm. Checking over his shoulder he couldn't see them, but he knew from experience that some of them were very fast runners. He only managed to out run them due to a combination of three things. One: as he was an actor, and a mush lusted after on at that, he was in shape and had high stamina. Two: he was by no means small; he could barge with the best of them. Three: the hordes of girls often got in arguments and fights over him as they ran.

All these points meant that Nick reached the out of order washroom door, he had about a minute and a half to spare. He grabbed the door handle and twisted.

It was locked.

Of course it was. It was out of order. He mentally smacked himself and growled at the door. The sound of feet grew closer, it would have been comical if he hadn't been so panicked. He looked around. The only other doors were into private rooms and he wasn't ready to stoop to breaking and entering. That would be awful if it ever got out to the media.

The ground seemed to be shaking as the crowd neared. He was sure that the regular group of fans had been joined by curious onlookers and would have doubled in size. Nick cursed his decision to not bring along his body guard Brass; he would have been so useful right about now.

He rattled the door knob in desperation, considering breaking the door down but knowing that that would defeat the object of hiding.

Nick turned away from the door desperately searching out an escape route he had missed. There was none, he was stuck.

He leant back on the door and waited for the chasers to reach him. He felt the handle digging in to his back and adjusted himself into a comfier position. This position jarred the handle down and Nick suddenly found himself falling backwards into the wash room.

Steadying himself from the near fall, he quickly remembered to shut the door. He was surprised to have made it in unseen but even more surprised to see how he had made it in. His desperate tugging at the handle had shifted the lock out of its proper place and allowed enough give to open.

Finally safe, Nick bent over, hands on his knees, and sucked in large breaths. Shortly he straightened up and looked around. And that's when he realised something that made his eyes widen and guilt rise in his chest.

The shower was running. Nick Stokes, famous actor and generally well-mannered person had broken into a bathroom where an innocent person was showering. And man, he felt awkward.

Alright, that's the first chapter down. Hopefully a new one in the near future. I am English so I do stress that I have no idea how American University works, I probably won't change any of what I have written but if there is anything I have got wrong then I will be more than happy to remedy my mistakes in later chapters if it comes up again.

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