Harry liked to watch Nikki perform an autopsy. He liked the way she got that frown across her face as she concentrated and the way she got so close to the body as if the putrid smells didn't bother her at all, she wasn't like any other woman he had met and he loved her for that. Cocking his head to one side as he watched her cut open a deceased woman's heart he wondered how someone could look so beautiful wearing white scrubs and their hands covered in blood, but somehow Nikki always managed it. He walked over to her and stood in close proximity, something he had only just noticed that they did very often, even with a whole room to stand in they stood very close to one another. Instead of being annoyed about the invasion of personal space like he would have been, and he knew Nikki would have been, with anyone else, he liked it and enjoyed to feel her so close to him.

'That's as close as you'll ever get' a nasty voice in the back of his head always told him. This voice was the one that made him back off every time he thought he and Nikki could go somewhere other than friendship and he hated the snide little voice that he knew was his own conscience.

Nikki's voice brought him back to reality but he missed what she had said as he bent down to her level where she was leant over the heart in her hands. Nikki turned her head to look at him and both of them were suddenly conscious of how close their faces were. Harry saw a light flush rise in Nikki's cheeks as she looked him in the eye and thought it made her look even more kissable. His body and mind seemed detached for a few seconds as he leant forward and pressed his lips against hers, completely ignoring the fact that there were probably autopsy technicians, lab techs and who knows who else in the cutting room. And the small fact that Nikki had a heart in her hand and he was positive it would hit his face as she slapped him. Harry drew away slightly and saw that Nikki looked utterly shocked but a grin grew over her face and her blush grew telling Harry that he could relax and he wasn't getting a bloody glove to his face any time soon.

"What was that for?" Nikki mumbled as she placed the heart on the trolley next to them and continued to examine it as if nothing had happened.

"Well you looked so beautiful I just had to kiss you" Harry replied sincerely and he saw Nikki lower her head even further with a bashful look on her face.

"Even elbow deep in dead body and holding a heart in my hand?" she giggled and the first thing that sprung to Harry's mind was that she had always had a heart in her hand. His.


Inspired my inmyjadedskye's comment on one of my posts at lj. Thanks for the plot bunny! :D

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