For all disclaimers and stuff read the first chappy.
Author is moi SecretChances. Hope you enjoy Warrick's POV.
Nicky was like a brother to me. We would talk, have fun, joke around but now it's like forget it. You come up to talk to him, he'll snap at you saying things like, 'Damn, can't you knock?' and 'If you ever do that again I'll kill you'. It's like he's nothing but a robot that has his heart but the mentality of an alligator.
I am and was scared for him. I saw him starting to loose it, I saw him convulsing, and I almost witnessed him killing himself. I still think one side of him knows we're here to help but the other side wants nothing to do with us. We're just cut outs to him as he is to us.
Cath asked what I would have done. I flat out told her I would have killed myself. If only I was the one to get locked in there I would have saved Nick all this heartache. Being in his state of mind must be gut wrenching.
I never once have seen him cry the way he did when we found him. God, if those explosives weren't in there I would have hugged him for dear life. We had a very different reunion then planned.
'Poncho' was the only name you could call him that day. Nick just didn't register with him and today it sometimes is like that. He'll be back in the box and no one can get him to pay attention. Grissom is the only one who calls him Poncho; everyone else forces themselves to call him Nick. We don't register.
That incident was the first time I realized how cruel I was and have been to him. I was always the one that took the less 'messy' crime scenes and I made Nick take dumpster dives. Lord, have I always been this stupid and inconsiderate?
I'm so sorry Nick.