I wasn't going to do a fan fiction on "Guys' Night" but now that we have to wait an extra week, I might as well! I had avoided it because I kind of did in my story "Life Goes On" but that was before more spoilers had come out. This will be specifically about Nick and Jess, I'm not going to focus on Schmidt and Winston and their aquarium/fishing adventure. Also, I don't own New Girl or these amazing characters. Reviews are greatly appreciated :)
Nick and Jess walked into the local hardware store one Saturday afternoon while Schmidt and Winston were at the aquarium together.
"I can't believe you're actually doing away with the cinder block and wooden board bookshelf," Jess commented.
"Well if the damn thing had stayed together and hadn't practically fallen on me the other day I'd never try to replace it," Nick replied as they walked toward the lumber aisle of the store.
"Wouldn't just buying a bookshelf be cheaper and easier?" Jess asked.
"That's what you think," Nick began, "But I believe that taking the time and labor to build one yourself makes a better piece of furniture. And besides, I like this kind of stuff. It makes me feel like a man."
Jess shrugged. "What would you like me to get? If we separate, we can get everything faster."
Nick pulled a paper out of his back pocket and handed it to Jess. "Here I wrote down what I needed. You can go get the screws and nails, make sure they're the right size. And get a hammer too, I broke the one I had the last time I tried to fix the pipes."
"Okee dokee," Jess replied and took off in her search.
Several minutes went by and Jess didn't come back so Nick decided to go find her. He pushed a big cart with wooden planks stacked together. He found her holding a hammer and pretending to hit something in the air with it.
"What are you doing?" he asked with a curious look on his face.
"Sorry, I was bored," she smiled sheepishly, "Is this one okay?"
"Yeah it's perfect," Nick replied, taking the hammer from her and placing it on the cart next to the stack of wood. They walked over to the next aisle where the wood glue was. Jess squatted down to look at a pink mini tool kit.
Right then, an old man pushing his own cart with wood planks came down the aisle. But instead of turning the cart away from the direction of Nick and Jess he just kept pushing, headed right toward them. Nick happened to look up but Jess wasn't paying attention. Nick tried to get in between the cart and Jess but it didn't work. The cart rammed into Jess's head and because Nick had tried to stop it, his hand got caught between the cart and the shelf, slicing it open.
"I'm so sorry!" the old man said in a shaky voice. He looked like he might faint.
Jess wanted to start crying, her head hurt so bad. She could feel the blood running down her forehead. Tears started to trickle down her face and she sat down on the ground.
Nick squatted down next to her. "Jess sweetie, are you okay?" He used his good hand to sweep her bangs out of her face and then pulled out a crumpled paper towel he had in his pocket and pressed it up against her forehead.
"Nick," she whimpered, "It hurts so bad. I feel dizzy."
"You're going to be okay," he said, "We're going to go the emergency room. You got hit pretty hard and my hand might need stitches."
"Oh my god, your hand looks awful," Jess sympathized.
"It'll be fine," Nick replied. He reached out his uninjured hand and took one of her hands. "Here, I'll help you up."
The old man just stood there staring. A few other people were gathered around as well. Nick helped Jess up and shot them all a dirty look. Except for the old man, they quickly dispersed.
"I didn't mean to. I should have been looking where I was going. I'm so sorry," he tried to apologize.
"It's okay. Accidents happen," Nick said shortly. He wrapped an arm around Jess, pulling her close and they walked out of the store.
"I'm glad it was my left hand," Nick half laughed, "Otherwise I wouldn't be able to drive." He opened the passenger door for Jess and she sat down.
The wait at the emergency room wasn't too long. They took Jess back first since there was a possibility she might have had a slight concussion, although it was doubtful. Luckily she didn't and her cut wasn't bad enough for stitches. The nurse bandaged it up and gave her a prescription for strong pain medication for her to take for the next few days. Nick unfortunately had to get three stitches in his hand.
When they got back to the loft, Jess laid down for a nap. Nick went back to the hardware store despite his hand. He wanted to go ahead and finish getting the stuff he needed.
Several hours later, Jess woke up from her nap. The events of the day were fuzzy but started to come back to her. The hardware store. The cart hitting her. Nick helping her. His face had been so close to hers. Had he called her sweetie? Her head didn't hurt right now and she felt oddly twirly from the thoughts of Nick being so sweet to her. And not just today but for a long time he'd been like this. And of course there had been the kiss. And him telling her he wanted the no nail oath made because of him. All of a sudden she wanted that oath to be broken. She wanted Nick to know that it wasn't just him that had feelings of some sort. She pulled off her dress leaving her in just her bra and panties. She grabbed the pink robe he had kissed her in and put it on, loosely tying it. She glanced in the mirror and ran her fingers through her head trying to get rid of the mashed state her hair was in from napping. She took a deep breath and opened her door slowly. She walked across the hall to Nick's room and knocked on his door.