"Where are we going?" Edgeworth asked again.

"Turn here," Nicky said, pointing. "Don't ask so many questions, Edgey."

After a while, Edgeworth pulled into the parking lot by the park. "The park?" he asked as Nicky pointed out a parking spot. He parked and Nicky practically leapt out of the car, leaving her uniform in Edgeworth's car but taking the plastic bag.

Edgeworth followed her through the entrance to the park. They walked around for a while until Nicky stepped down a path that looked as if it weren't used very often. Trees grew on either side of it, branching out and forming a shelter above them. It eventually turned into a dead end, but Nicky stepped over some underbrush and continued walking. She led him for a few minutes longer until a large clearing opened up before them. The grass was lush, even though it was getting close to winter.

"Are we allowed to be here?" Edgeworth asked, looking around.

Nicky shrugged as she pulled out her Styrofoam boxes. At the bottom of the bag was a blanket, and she spread it out. It was pastel green with pink flowers. She set all the Styrofoam boxes on the blanket and sat down herself, patting a spot next to her.

Edgeworth sat down on the blanket. "This is my world," she told him happily. "And now you're part of it." She pointed at the trees. "They grow cherry blossoms in the spring."

"And what do you have in those boxes?"

"Sandwiches," she replied. "I kept them in the fridge at work. Hope you like turkey."

He felt himself smiling. "I do." They chatted for a while, describing their days. Despite the strange fiasco a couple of days ago, Nicky felt as if they were becoming friends. Sure, she had feelings for him, but that didn't mean they couldn't be friends.

"So, does this von Karma chick…like you?"

"What?" Edgeworth almost laughed. He had never heard Franziska described as "this von Karma chick", but even more preposterous was the notion that she liked him. "We grew up together. She is like my sister."

"Oh. Well, it sounds like she likes you to me. Always coming in, bragging, trying to get you to notice her."

"That's just the way Ms. von Karma is. She's been that way since…well, since we were young." His face was changing, hardening. He appeared to grow tense before her eyes. Nicky shifted on the blanket. Was he going to start telling her more about his past? She was actually very surprised that he was doing this, but it made her feel as if they were dating. She liked that—she could pretend, right?

"I wish to tell you more of my past now."

She nodded. He looked away from her and laced his fingers together, closing his eyes before he spoke. He told her of his childhood and how he never got over his fear of earthquakes.

"Recently, I myself required Mr. Wright's services," he told her. She frowned, surprised. "I was suspected of murder. I was framed. It was Manfred von Karma's revenge." Something in his voice sounded funny, and he paused.

"Do you want to tell me that story sometime later?"

He nodded.

"Edgey." She shifted uncomfortably, trying to think of what to say. "It's okay. You don't have to tell me all at once."

"Well, you seem very kind," he told her. "I know how I am. Cold, ruthless…most people don't see why. I'd like you to at least know why, especially if we're going to be spending a lot of time together."

"Edgeworth!" she said sternly. "You haven't been cold to me yet. Nor have you been ruthless." She smiled brightly, but her head was reeling. "But come on, let's eat. I made these sandwiches to be eaten, not to sit here while we talk about deep stuff."

"You're right," he told her. The strange mood around them lifted and they continued to chat about nothing as they finished their sandwiches. The entire time, Nicky couldn't help being excited. Especially if we're going to be spending a lot of time together. He wanted to spend a lot of time with her? Were they dating? What did this mean?

Halfway through her sandwich, Nicky set it down and chewed thoughtfully to keep her teeth from chattering. It was very cold now that it was getting later in the afternoon. She rubbed her hand against her arm, trying to warm it up. Edgeworth set down his own sandwich.

"Are you cold? Would you like my coat?"

"Oh—I'm fine."

But Edgeworth was already taking off his coat. He handed it to her, and she took it from him and held it awkwardly.

"Put it on," he encouraged her. She did so. It was much too large for her. His shoulders were broader than hers, and her fingertips barely poked out of the end of the sleeves. It smelled like him—she was delirious, almost, breathing in his scent. "You look very good in burgundy."

Oh, is that how he justifies wearing this color, she thought. He calls it burgundy. "Thanks," she said. "But, I don't want you to be cold."

"It wouldn't do to let a lady shiver," Edgeworth replied. Nicky smiled as she reached for her sandwich. He was such a gentleman.

Oookay, so I can't remember who I've thanked and who I haven't, so I'll just thank everyone!! Much thanks to:

Princess one99five (a pretty faithful reviewer)

Caigus of the White Lions (a reviewer who is faithful in the sense that he reviews most of my stores :D...also, seems to have a snazzy cape)

hatorisgirl 15 (a one-time reviewer)

Anmynous (a two-time reviewer...not to be confused with two-timing reviewer XD)

MystikMagick (a one-time reviewer)

brunette-lady23 (a one-time reviewer...who I thank for making me feel confident in writing self-insert fanfics...)