-1Title: Perhaps. Oneday.
Author: X-Kelly-X
Rating: T for some language
Summary: It took them long enough, but they made it in the end
If someone had told me a month ago that Nick Stokes would be standing in front of me asking me out for breakfast I totally would have laughed them off and told them to stop messing with my heart. However, I'm starting to rethink that, as he is in fact doing exactly that right now. Okay, so it's just breakfast, I don't even know if he thinks of this as a date, but I do know he's pulled a double, he's tired & it was a kid. A dead kid. He takes it hard, we all do, but for some reason this one has really effected him, he looks like shit, to be frank and I think he just needs someone to talk to. And far be it from me to deny him that.
"So, are you coming or not?" he asks with a slightly amused look on his face. I must be gawping like an idiot.
"Yeah, yeah of course, let me just grab my wallet and I'll meet you out front, that cool?"
"Yeah sure, see you in a minute", he walks away with a slight shake of his head and lets out a small chuckle. What I wouldn't give to hear that chuckle every night before I sleep.
As I walk to the locker room I think about what this could mean, for all I know it's just breakfast and a friendly ear. On the other hand it could be the start for something I've dreamed about often enough. I wouldn't say it was love at first sight, I'm not even sure I love him yet, but I know he means more to me than anyone else I've ever dated, and I know I want to see where this could go for us. Love. Now that is a scary thought, I don't think I've ever really loved someone, but with Nick I want the whole deal, house, kids, 2 dogs and a white picket fence. Okay, slow down, it's breakfast and all I'm having with him right now is sausage, bacon and eggs.
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"Took you long enough."
"Yeah, sorry, had to update Grissom on my case real quick, he sure does know how to drag it out."
"No worries, lets go though, I'm starved."
As he leads the way to the diner I start thinking again, this time about how the team would take it if they found out, I'm sure they'd all be supportive, Grissom would over analyse it all of course. I'm jumping way ahead here, but hey, I gotta hold on to something, right? All those horrible cases I see everyday, I just have to have this little ray of hope in my life, something that I can cling onto no matter how slim the chances of it ever being real are.
We both order coffee and while Nick goes with sausage, eggs, bacon, tomato and well, the whole works, I settle for French toast. However, I'm not sure I'll have an appetite by the end of this. Well, I suppose it could one of two ways, I'll either have a hunger for something not food related, or not want to eat anything for a very long time, I have to make my move, and I have to do it now, while I have the chance.
"So, what's up?"
"Nothing, just had a tough case, didn't think you'd mind listening to me vent."
"Hey, I've never complained before have I?"
"No, you haven't and I never doubted that you would," he said with a smile, but then he got serious and I knew it was time for me to as well. "I just can't get used to it, she was only six and her father said she asked for it, talked about her like some hooker working the streets. Six years old and she lost her innocence and her life all in one night. It just kills me that we can't give these kids any justice until it's too late, I hate that they have to go through it, see the worst a person can be at such a young age. I'm sorry to put all this on you, it's just that you know the ob and you know it's hardships, so I guess you understand."
"Of course I do, and I also think that on the day you get used to it is the day you quit, if you get used to it then you can't care about the victims anymore, so what is there to work for? It's a struggle, and sometimes it's really shitty, but at the end of the day you're bringing justice to those who can no longer speak for themselves, that's why we're here right?"
"Yeah, you're right."
"I know I am, I always am, people should listen to me more often," I say with a smile, and I'm glad to see Nick smiling right back at me.
"You know, there is another reason I asked you here…"
This is it, he's going to ask me out and we're gonna have kids and dogs and, oh, right he's talking…
"…maybe sometime we could double date or something, I mean my girlfriend is always asking me about it so I figure I know hoe stupid it is, but y'know, it could be fun just a nice dinner and drinks or something. So what do you think?"
"NO," is what I think, "no ten times over", but of course I smile politely and tell him that would be great.
Wait, what am I thinking I could never do that I could never control myself while he was all over his girlfriend, who's probably some leggy blonde who's so much better looking than I am or could ever be.
So while I'm trying to decide what to do Nick announces he's leaving, but as he walks past me I grab his hand and pull him down to kiss him, eyes open, sloppy and somewhat perfect. Except he doesn't think so and I don't think I've ever seen a man run so fast as he did out of the diner. That's when I realised it, I, Greg Sanders was not only in love with Nick Stokes, but in deep, deep shit.