A/N: This was originally a one shot. But if you want me to, I'll make it to a full fic.

Chapter 2

Morning came, but it wasn't the sunlight or her alarm clock that work Kat Miller from her sound sleep. It was snoring. Loud, heavy snoring. She knew it wasn't her daughter Veronica, she was at her mother's because she had to work late last night. Her body ached all over, like she been having sex all night. Her eyes fly open, remembering the night before. She had sex alright. With the one and only Nick Vera. The chauvanistic, cocky, wanna-be lady killer was laying in her bed next to her. But that side of him wasn't with her last night. The gentle, adorable teddy bear was the one who was with her last night. And who knows, maybe he was the one who was still laying next to her at this moment...

What the hell? I don't want this. I can't have this... She was spooning with Nick Vera. Without even looking at him, she slips her naked body out of her own bed. She didn't know what to do. She couldn't look at him, because if she didn't actually see him, she could convince herself that he really wasn't there. She creeps to her dresser, grabbing a pair of fresh slacks and sweater. She has to get out there. She grabs her shoes from the night before and slips inot her livingroom. As she slips on her slacks and half buttons her shirt, she couldn't help but think about how she was going to get to work. Call Curtis? But her "boyfriend" she and her boyfriend weren't exactly on speaking terms at the moment. Lil? Will? Scotty? It wouldn't have been the first time he's gotten her out of a jam. She grabs her shoes and leather jacket, that was on the floor in front of the couch, and sneaks out of out of her own apartment.

Thirty minutes later, Kat stands on the curb, panicked, trying not to replay last night event in her mind before her ride got there. She didn't need uncomfortable questions from Scotty Valens. Eventhough brother/sister relationship has become much deeper, the times they would just hang out at First Tuesdays after everyone had already left. They'd talk, get real deep. They were each other's therapy. But right now, she didn't need her therapy. She just needed a ride. But ofcourse, Scotty being Scotty, he's going to want some answers.

The silver car pulls up with the passenger window begins to rolls down, revealing a slightly tired but with indeed a playful grin. Oh yeah. He wants answers.

"You comin' or what?"

Without hesitation, Kat hastily opens the door and slips in the car, hoping they could get away without Nick Vera seeing her. He pulls off and she feels a wave of relief consume her for a moment. Scotty catches a glance of it, and chuckles. Kat rolls her eyes at him but notices that there were two coffees in the cup holders. She smiles taking one, not really caring who's it happens to be, eventhough she knew it was for her. She takes a sip, thinking about how late she went to sleep the night before. Well, that morning actually.

"You look like you just ran out from a one night stand."

Kat reflexivly spits

The color in her face drains a little. His thoughts were close. Too close for confort in fact. But she had to play along, unlike Nick, Scotty wasn't the type to push. "Let me guess, women do that to you all the time."

Scotty laughs, always enjoying good natured snark with Kat, but he knew something was off, but he wasn't going to ask just yet. "So, don't you think you shoulda gotten this whole driving arrangement dealt with last night or somethin'? What do I look like, your personal chauffer?"

Kat rolls her eyes. She did have an arrangement, but her plans had changed. Everyuthing changed. "Nick was supposed to pick me up, but I couldn't reach him." Liar. But she knew she was convincing enough.

Scotty pulls out his cellphone, dialing a number. Something catches his eye, catching him offgaurd, but he notices that Kat doesn't see it, and decides to let it go. Maybe he was just seeing things. "Nick..." Kat heart drops. "Where are you...at home..." Relief from Kat. "...you were supposed to pick up Miller...no I got her...yeah, see you later."

As Scotty hangs up his phone, Kat composes herself, ready to carrying the daily snark. "Did the doofus say where he was?"

Scotty stops at a red light and put his phone back in his pocket. "He overslept. Said he ain't showing 'til 'bout an hour." He notices Kat's silence. He never really liked it when she got silent on him, mainly because they usually was able to talk non-stop about almost everyhting and nothing. "So, how was it?"

Kat sips her coffee. "How was what?"

Scotty grins widely. "The hot sex you obviously had."

She rolls her eyes, hopefully to be convinving enough. "Never there was sex." She takes another sip of her coffee.,

Scotty nods, with that goofy grin still in place and chuckles. "Oh, so you were self pleasuring all night." Taking off gaurd, Kat spits out the out her coffee all over the dashboard. "What the- I just got this thing detailed." He pulls off as the light runs green. For a moment, they sit in silence, before Scotty decides to speak again. "So you're not gonna tell me what happened?"

Kat debates to herself for moment. She trusted Scotty with her life, but with her secrets, maybe. She knew he wouldn't judge her, and he wasn't much of a gossip. For a good minute, she was almost ready to confide in her, but she wasn't ready to spill her insecurities. Now maybe after a half bottle of wine... "Not at this given moment."

Scotty just simply nods, and Kat knew she was off the hook for now. But there was still a problem, Nick was still going to show up for work in an hour. This is why you don't fuck your co-worker!