Ch. 7 Something Like You

A/N: Sorry this took forever to write I kinda lost it for a little bit plus the lack of inspiration from the show cuz ya know there haven't been like any good moments between the two at all… I guess I'll just have to put them in myself… a small plus that inspired me to finish this chapter is the death glare Sara gave Grissom when he left… there is hope still!!! I love Grissom and all but the two together equals ewwwwww!!!! So here goes some king sized snickers for everyone who has been suffering withdraw like me!!!!

Disclaimer: I do not own CSI although I do own a CSI tee shirt and the game…and in my head I like to believe I do…a girl can dream right???

Sara ran through her apartment like a crazy person, Nick was going to be there in ten minutes to pick her up for their first official date. She had one high heel strapped to her foot as she frantically searched her closet for the matching shoe, she Sara Sidle was freaking out over a guy. This wasn't just any guy though, she smiled to herself, this was Nick Stokes, her boyfriend, the incredibly hot and annoyingly polite Texan Cowboy who loved her for being herself and that's it. He didn't care if she wore a beautiful dress or sweats, he looked at her like she was the most important person to ever walk the earth, even when she smelled like decomp, and that made her freak out, what the hell did she ever do to deserve a man like this? A geeky science nerd with a hot cowboy didn't really make sense but she wasn't about to complain, he made sure that she knew that he loved her and only her, he isn't like the rest of them.

So many times I thought I had it in my hands
but just like grains of sand
love slipped through my fingers
so many nights I asked the Lord above
Please make me lucky enough to find a love that lingers
Something keeps telling me that you could be my answered prayer
you must be heaven sent, I swear
cuz...

Nick sat in his car drumming his fingers on the steering wheel trying to will his nerves to calm down. It is just Sara, his girlfriend, his best friend and the beautiful woman that made his dream come true, she loved him for just being himself, covered in ant bites, straight out of a coffin and all. He didn't have to try hard to impress her; she didn't care whether they went to a fancy restaurant or stayed in with some take out food. He took a deep breath, straightened his tie for the millionth time in the past five minutes, grabbed the bouquet of roses from the passenger's seat and started up the stairs to Sara's apartment. He knocked lightly on her apartment door. He could hear her rushing around inside of her apartment and he heard a bang and something that sounded like her cursing out her shoes. Finally she opened the door to her apartment, the sight before him stole his breathe away.

Something happens when you look at me I forget to speak
something happens when you kiss my mouth my knees get so weak
could it be true is this what God meant for me?
cuz baby I can't believe...that something like you could happen to me
yeah yeah...something like you

Sara heard a knock on her door, trying to walk and strap on her long lost high heel and grab her purse from the table seemed like a good idea at the second, until gravity kicked in. While getting acquainted with her nice blue carpet she finished strapping on her evil shoe, giving them a few choice words in the process and retrieved her purse from the table. Hoping Nick didn't come to his senses, knowing full well that he heard the nice words to her shoes and the bang; she opened the door to find that the man was still standing there with a goofy grin on his face.

"Having a little trouble darlin'?" Nick managed to make his mouth form a coherent sentence as his eyes wandered over his stunning girlfriend. Sara's cheeks turned a slight shade of pink as she felt Nick's gaze appreciating the dress she had chosen just for him. He wasn't the only one who was appreciating appearances. Sara definitely appreciated Nick in a black tux and crisp white shirt and a black tie. Sara smiled as they prompted their motor skills to function again; she ran her hand down his toned chest and greeted him with a mind blowing kiss.

"Just a little trouble cowboy," Sara smirked after they broke apart. Nick remembered the bouquet of red roses he had behind his back.

"Well than maybe this will help," Nick brought the flowers into sight and Sara gasped.

"Well Tricky Nicky they just might," Sara inhaled the scent of the roses as Nick followed her into her apartment and waited as she put the flowers in water. "Nicky you didn't have to do that, tonight is already the greatest date I've ever been on,"

"I wanted to, besides you deserve them, the greatest? We haven't even started yet." Nick reminded her as he pulled her to him for another kiss. Their tongues met in a delicate tango as they explored the contours of each other's mouths. Sara let out a barely audible groan as Nick's hands explored her body.

"Nick," Sara groaned, "Nicky we have to go…"

"We could just stay—"

"Nicky," Their mouths broke apart, both panting for air, "Nick, I would love to just sit in my apartment and kiss you but I would love it even more if I wasn't starving…besides when we get back we can do whatever you want cowboy" Sara smiled as Nick pulled her up from the couch and ushered her out the door.

"Right this way little lady" Nick pulled out her chair as the waitress led them to a small candlelit table slightly off to the remote corner of the restaurant, Sara couldn't wipe the adorable gap toothed smile off of her face as her boyfriend's thick southern accent came through.

"Alright big man, you have no idea what that accent does to me" She whispered into his ear as he pushed her chair in.

"You have no idea what that smile does to me darlin'" Nick replied back crossing the table to sit down in his own seat. He leaned across the table and placed a soft kiss on her smiling lips.

Girl in your eyes I feel your fire burn
oh your secrets I will learn
even if it takes forever
with you by my side I can do anything
I don't care what tomorrow brings as long as we're together
my heart is telling me that you could be my meant to be
I know it more each time we touch
cuz...

Nick noticed Sara start to fidget in her seat and he instantly became concerned, "Sar, you ok baby?" Sara smile grew wider as she noticed how not awkward it was when he called her baby, cringing at the times when opted to use those words but they sounded weird and out of place, making her feel awkward. She looked up to see concern clouding his chocolate brown eyes.

"I got another letter from my mom today. She's out and she wants me to visit her soon." Sara was quickly losing her composure, she couldn't face her mom after what she did, what kind of daughter was she? Her mother killed her father to make the pain stop, who was she to reject her mother because of that, because her mother wasn't strong enough to do it for herself but she would commit murder and spend her life behind bars for Sara. Nick quickly pulled her over to him to try and comfort her.

"Shhh…Sara, honey, it is not your fault, it doesn't make you a bad person to be scared," He rubbed gentle circles on her back as he tried to calm her down. "She will understand, don't worry about it, besides I will be there with you the entire time" Nick wiped the tears running down her face and placed a soft kiss on her lips. "I love you sweetheart, ok, you are the smartest, strongest, person I have ever met, you can do this I promise." Sara nodded her head, she could do this, she had to do this for her mother.

"What would I do without you Nick? I love you too but you're really starting to creep me out with the mind reading thing," They both laughed and eased back into casual conversation and their usual flirty banter.

Something happens when you look at me I forget to speak
something happens when you kiss my mouth my knees get so weak
could it be true is this what God meant for me?
cuz baby I can't believe...that something like you could happen to me

The couple ate dinner in comfortable silence and Sara was back to her normal witty, sarcastic self. Nick paid the bill, Sara protested and lost, there was no negotiating with Nick Stokes about his gentlemanly manners. Nick pulled Sara to his side as they made their way back to his Tahoe; the steady sound of Sara heels clicking rhythmically against the pavement seemed to intrude the comfortable silence.

"Sar, feel like taking a walk?" Although the pain in her feet were screaming to say no, something in his eyes told her that he needed it, her head disobeyed her feet and nodded as they walked toward a park they saw on the way to the restaurant.

Something magical (something magical)
Nick didn't have to explain why he needed the open space and fresh air, he knew Sara's feet were probably killing her but she knew somehow, besides he would help her with her sore feet when they returned to her apartment.

Something spiritual (something spiritual)
Sara laced her fingers with his when she saw the grateful look in his eyes, words weren't needed to communicate at the moment, she simply understood that claustrophobia was something Nick may never overcome but she would help him through whatever he needed, even if it meant sore feet and blisters the size of Texas. She leaned her head against his shoulder as the park became closer, Nick suddenly stopped.

"Nick are you alright?" Sara questioned, Nick smiled and nodded as he swept her off her feet and carried her to the entrance of the abandoned park. Sara groaned as she peeled off the shoes which was just as a painful process as putting them on was.

"Sorry babe," Nick apologized as he gently placed her on the grassy ground and sat down next to her.

"Why, you didn't invent high heels did you?" She smiled back at him, happy to be in his arms under the dark sky, away from the busy lights of the strip, it was peaceful out here, claustrophobic suddenly seemed to describe the city of Las Vegas very well. Sara closed her eyes marveling at the quietness that surrounded them, not silent but not noisy, just perfect, sitting between Nick's legs and using his chest as a pillow, perfection.

Something stronger than the two of us alone
Nick inhaled the scent of Sara's shampoo as leaned against him, peaceful was a word he hadn't used in a long time, but laying under the open night sky with his beautiful girlfriend, that loved him, in the grass, there was no other word to describe it but peaceful. Peace was great but where is the adventure in that, he wondered as he whispered into Sara's ear,

"Race ya to the swings!" He chuckled, Sara could feel the vibrations on her back as she jumped up as ran to the swing set, not minding her bare feet as long as she didn't step on a rock or anything. "Hey Sara! Wait up!" Nick whined as the leggy brunette beat him to the swings.

"I guess you don't understand the concept of a race cowboy?" Sara yelled to him sitting on the black rubber seat. Nick quickly took the swing next to her and began pumping his legs to get height this time challenging Sara to a swinging contest, once she beat him in that he suggested they see who could jump off the swing the farthest. Nick went first, landing on his butt, of course, then Sara landed on her feet a few steps ahead of him. Nick just couldn't win tonight, he laughed as Sara offered him a hand to help him up. Nick grasped it but instead pulling him up, he pulled her down, he was more than happy to break her fall. Nick laid a soft passionate kiss on her surprised lips, flipping them over as the kiss became heated.

Something physical

Nick's mind screamed for oxygen and logic reminded him that they were in the middle of a park and that it was possible that they probably shouldn't be doing this here. He offered Sara his hand and pulled her up from the grass, she smiled laying one more sweet kiss on his lips.

"Ready Cowboy?"
Something undeniable (undeniable)

Nick carried her piggyback back to the car, still feeling a little bad for making her take a walk with him. Sara sat in the passenger seat waiting for him to climb in the driver's seat, she knew he still felt guilty about the walk in high heels, more so about the fact that he still couldn't get over the anxiety of small spaces. The car door opened and closed and Nick placed the keys in the ignition.

"Nick," Sara said quietly, wondering how to get through to him that even after two years later being buried alive does have aftermath and that it doesn't make him any less of a person to be scared. "Nicky you know I don't mind walking with you, or—"

"Sara, it's been two years and I just can't lose this feeling of…of… I don't know how to describe it"

"Nicky, just because two years have passed doesn't mean the feelings have any lesser value, when you get over you will, regardless of how much time you or anyone thinks is sufficient to get over it, when it's time to let go you will, do not feel guilty about the fact that you are still afraid" Nick stayed silent, comprehending every word Sara said. He pressed the gas peddle, still digesting Sara's words.

"Sara, you deserve more than this though, you shouldn't have to deal with my mental issues, you have been through hell and back, and you shouldn't be stuck with a guy who can't even deal with his own fear," Nick voice began to falter, "You deserve better, you deserve the world."

"Stop telling me what I deserve, what I should get, Nick you are the greatest thing that has ever happened to me, you already gave me the world. Trust me you should know better than anyone that I have far from no issues." The annoyance in Sara's voice faded, "I happen to think that we are problem pair match made in heaven, between the two of us, we could give Dr. Phil a run for his money." Nick smiled at that, when Sara Sidle was right, she was right.

"You know that mind reading thing you do is really starting to creep me out?"

Nothing like anything (anything) that i've ever known
cuz...

Nick parked the car and they walked up to Sara's apartment. Once Sara changed into her pajamas Nick started on that foot massage he promised earlier.

"Thank you for earlier, I really needed to hear that. But—"

"Don't you dare say I deserve better because I will have to kill you and I can guarantee they will not find the body!"

"How about I just stop talking?"

"You know what?" Sara said between the kisses he pulled her into.

"Huh?" Nick answered breathlessly.

"I think that's the best idea you've had all night" She smiled into his kiss and he pulled her on top of her.

Something happens when you look at me I forget to speak
something happens when you kiss my mouth my knees get so weak
could it be true is this what God meant for me?
cuz baby I can't believe...that something like you could happen to me

Something happened...ohhhh, can't believe that you happened to me

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