I can't believe I'm already on chapter 4! Thank you to all who have been reading. Updates may get slower since I'm going to be a little busier now. Here it goes...

"Nick, did you have any other friends who used Laura as a babysitter?" Sara asked.

"No, I don't know anyone else." Nick lied. He could tell by Catherine's look, that she was trying to tell him that, if he didn't say anything, she would walk. He didn't care, there was no way he was going to say something, not now. He couldn't even be in the same room as her, much less testify against her.

"Maybe we can get a list of children she babysat when she was little? We have the journal, do you think it'd be enough to get a court order?" Catherine asked.

"I don't know, but I'll try." Brass said before leaving.

"And Nick and I will talk to Laura?" Catherine said as she looked at Nick.

"Sure." Nick said. He felt like she put him on the spot. He didn't want to make Sara and Greg suspicious, so he just agreed with her. Then, Nick and Catherine entered the interrogation room.

"Hello, Laura, we just have a few more questions for you." Catherine said with no compassion in her voice.

"Do you remember all the kids you babysat when you were younger?" Nick asked acting like he didn't know her.

"Of course not. I do remember most, just not any of their names. There was even one that looked like you." She said looking at Nick.

This alarmed Nick, he suddenly felt like he wasn't ready for this, but if he left she would know it was him. He remembered the night she came to babysit. His eyes started to water, and he tried to cover it with anger. "Tell me the kids' names!" Nick demanded.

"You were one of the kids. I remember now." She laughs to herself, "After all these years, great to see you again. How are you doing?"

"That wasn't me!"

"Of course it was. Why else would you be getting all worked up about it?"

"You molested my friend! Now what the hell did he do to deserve that!?"

"Wrong babysitter, honey, I've never touched a boy."

"To hell you didn't!" Nick stood up, and turned his back to the mirror hoping they hadn't already noticed the tears starting.

Laura's lawyer exclaimed, "Excuse me! You have no right to talk to my client like that!"

"It's okay." Laura said as she stood up, meeting Nick in the eye. "How would you know? Unless, I babysat you too. Your story is inconsistent."

"Was that a confession?"

"What are you gonna do? Tie me down? Make me get on my knees while you slap some cuffs on me?" She put a hand on his chest, causing Catherine to stand, but Nick quickly pushed her away. Laura exaggerated the push, and fell to the floor. That made the lawyer stand up.

"Don't touch me again!"

"Nick." Catherine said, standing next to him now. "Let's go. Come on."

"We're going to sue you for this!" The lawyer yelled out.

Sara and Greg stood shocked on the other side of the mirror. They were not sure what to make of all of it. They didn't understand what was going on, or what just happen.

Nick and Catherine exited the interrogation room, and stopped in the hallway.

Catherine said, "I'm proud of you Nick. You did great."

"Thanks Catherine."

"I'm fine if you want to take the rest of the night off, you've done enough for one day."

"Thank you."

Nick walked away, and Catherine walked over to Sara and Greg, behind the mirror.

"What just happen in there?" Sara asked. "Is there something you're not telling us? What's going on?"

"Can you meet me in my office in thirty? There's something I have to do."

Nick was at his house, and he decided to clean up a little. He cleaned up the shattered glass all around his apartment. It felt good at the time, but now he was really regretting throwing the bottles. In the time that it took him to clean up, he spent a lot of time thinking about Laura, and what he did earlier. He tortured himself thinking about others she may have abused, and how it all could've been prevented if he would've said something. He also thought about Greg and Sara, and hoped they didn't realize what was going on. He didn't think it was too obvious, but they were very smart CSIs.

At the lab Catherine sat in her office. Thirty minutes had already passed, and Sara and Greg entered.

"Hey, guys come in. Sit down."

They did as their boss told them to. They were unaware of what was going on. It was written all over Catherine's face that she had something to tell them. Greg asked, "What's going on Catherine?"

"I can keep lying about it, but I think you deserve to know."

"What is it?" Sara asked, concerned.

"You have to promise to not say anything, to anyone. Especially to Nick."

"You know we wouldn't do that to you." Greg said.

"Um okay... she was a last minute babysitter... Nick was nine... he told me ten years ago. I promised I wouldn't tell. I just thought you guys should know. He hasn't told anyone but me. He cannot find out that I told you."

"Your secret, or in this case, his secret is safe with us." Greg promised.

"Sara?"

"I don't know. Laura needs to pay for what she did. Sooner or later he's going to find out that we know. I think it's better he finds out sooner."

"Sara, you need to promise me. If Nick finds out, it will destroy him."

"I'm not so sure. Nick is a strong man, and I can't see him breaking down that easy."

"You'd be surprised at what I've seen."

"I don't at all, feel right about this. But, I do trust your judgment."

"Thank you." Catherine says as her phone goes off. She picks it up, and sees the message from Brass. "Judge wouldn't grant the court order. Nick is our only chance if we want a conviction."

Sara suggested, "Maybe you can talk to him, convince him to press charges. It's worth a shot, right?"

Nick sat in his house, his hair still wet from the shower. He just sat down when there was a knock at the door. He got up and answered the door, and let Catherine in.

"You actually let me in."

"Yeah, well I actually cleaned up this place for once." Nick said as he sat on the couch, and Catherine took a seat as well.

"How are you doing?"

"Good, I guess. Why are you here?"

"I need to talk to you about the case."

"Okay. Shoot."

"The judge refused to grant the court order. So, we have to release Laura tomorrow if we don't find any more victims. Unless... you..."

"I'm not a victim. I'm not pressing charges."

"You know, I don't need your consent to pursue the case. I can always tell everyone, including your parents, and get a court order for your testimony."

"No, Catherine, please." His eyes started tearing up. He sounded more desperate than he had planned. "Don't make me go through that. I can't do it."

"I won't force you, but you can't keep living like this. Look at yourself right now, at just the thought of it. I think you need to put his all behind you, and move on for the first time in your life."

"I will, but I don't need a conviction to do that."

"I disagree."

After Catherine left, he laid in his bed for hours, staring at the ceiling. Thinking. Thinking about everything. Everything that happened that day. He was thinking of Laura, and how he still remembered him after all these years. His mind would not let him rest.

He only got about two hours of sleep. He suddenly woke up breathing hard, sweating, and shaking. He couldn't catch his breath, he sat up, struggling for air. He knew exactly what was happening. He had a nightmare. He hadn't had those since a couple days after it first happen. He was finally able to catch his breath, but he couldn't go back to sleep, no matter how hard he tried.

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