Nikki's PoV, hope you enjoy it!
That was unsuspected, she thought. Brilliant though. She could still feel his hands holding her, she never wanted him to let go. She thought she'd lost him last year. She thought that was it, he was almost taken from her by Death. Not this time, she was so relaxed, so happy, nothing could spoil this. He smiled and laughed. She was looking deep into his eyes, she knew how happy he was, his eyes were sparkling. She felt him let go of her, and he stood up. She smiled; it was such a true smile. She hadn't done that for a while. She felt her face go warm. He laughed again, perhaps at her, but she knew it was affectionate. She looked away, her brain was rushing, it was on overload, and all her feelings towards him were rushing into one place. She felt hate, annoyance, happiness, excitement, worry, and most powerfully, love.
He left the room, promising to be back. She was fine with this, she needed a second. What did that kiss mean? She wondered if it meant anything more than just to shut her up, like last time. She knew this felt different to last time; it was full of longing and passion. She hoped this was it, well worth the wait she thought. She smiled to herself, now she had calmed down slightly, she knew she was unbelievable happy.
She saw Leo walk past in the corridor, he gave her a smile. Did he know? Had Harry told him? She presumed not, otherwise Leo would have talked to her. After Harry, she could tell Leo almost anything. She thought Leo knew her feelings for Harry, and yet he never pushed it.
She sighed a little; she didn't really know what to do now. She supposed she should get one with her work. She pulled a pile of autopsy that needed to be written up and she started working on them. In this time, she felt Harry's presence in the room. She was determined not to look up, leave him guessing.
"What' the weather like today, this evening?" He asked. She looked up this time. The weather. Her routine finally paid off! All these years, she thought it was pointless, but he'd knew she'd know the forecast. Perhaps he did pay attention to her more than she realised.
"Clear skies all day, sunny, warm. Why?" She answered. She looked back at her work and continued with it. She wondered what Harry was doing. Knowing Harry, she thought, it could be anything.
"Are you busy tonight?"He asked, quite boldly she thought. She nodded in reply to him. "Good, I'll pick you up at seven thirty. We'll be outside, so dress appropriately."
"What are we doing?" She knew he was never going to tell her, but this made him all the more intriguing. She loved him for this, she was left guessing until the last minute. A bit like today, she thought.
"You'll see," he said with a smile, she smiled back. "Anyway, suspected suicide or suspected heart attack?" He was so slick with his conversation. He changed the topic so smoothly and unsuspected.
"Don't mind." She knew he'd want the heart attack. That was Harry's weakness, the heart, that was the one thing he was most interested in. She hoped soon that he was interested in hers, as horribly romantic as it sounded. She didn't understand if he loved her, but she wanted him to kiss her again. Needless to say she could wait for the evening.
"You can have the suicide then," that wasn't a surprise, "and that is still my desk." Ah, the usual comment. Happiness bubbled up, she couldn't contain it. She looked up and smiled at him. This was their day.
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