"You might as well stop whining. You don't really have much of a choice. You're coming to Tamales Bay for a few days after you get out of the hospital." Sara smirked at Nick as she sat perched on the edge of his hospital bed. She had been discharged that morning and her broken arm was in a sling and she was dressed in street clothes that her parents had brought her.

"Sara, I don't want to put anyone out." Nick protested mildly. In spite of his protests he couldn't stop smiling because his fingers were laced with Sara's as their linked hands rested against her thigh.

She cocked her head slightly. "You're not putting anyone out. My parents suggested the idea to your parents and the only one who apparently doesn't think it's a good idea is you."

He grinned sheepishly. "I didn't say it wasn't a good idea, I just don't want to be any trouble."

Sara smirked again. "Trust me my mother would love nothing better than to have someone to take care of for a few days."

"Yours and mine both." Nick quipped with a chuckle. "I'm surprised that your mom was able to convince my parents to go with them to Tamales Bay."

Sara had a smug look on her face. "I think the doctor had something to do with that."

Nick looked at her quizzically.

Sara leaned towards him and spoke in a conspiratorial tone. "The doctor said you were going to be fine with another day or two in the hospital and he told your parents that you needed your rest. Besides when my parents found out that yours had just celebrated their anniversary, they couldn't resist giving them the honeymooner treatment at the bed and breakfast."

"So if I'm supposed to be resting why are you here then?" He arched an eyebrow in amusement.

Sara scoffed, slightly amused. "I can leave you know. I have some recuperating to do myself." She moved to get up, only to be pulled back down next to him.

Nick grinned at her. "I'd rather that you stay for a while longer."

She smiled, noticing that he was caressing the back of her hand with his thumb. "You do, huh?"

He nodded smiling broadly unabashedly studying her face. "Yeah."

Sara just looked into his eyes as she felt herself blushing. She had a lot of things on her mind, and while she wanted to enjoy what she was feeling with Nick, she also wanted to know where it was going.

Nick seemed to almost be able to read her mind. He squeezed her hand reassuringly. "I'm not sure I would have risked my career for anyone but you, Sar."

She couldn't help but smile. "Well Grissom assured you that you have a job when you go back to Vegas." Despite her best attempt, there was a slight waver in her voice.

"I don't have to go back, you know." He continued to study her expressions as he talked. "I've never even been to Seattle. It might be interesting to see what they do to preserve evidence in the rain."

Sara hadn't mentioned her hesitation about going to Seattle, or her feelings for him. It was obvious to both of them that something was happening, but they hadn't really taken the time to examine it. Sara furrowed her brow. "About Seattle."

Nick looked at her a bit worried. "What about it?" He hoped that she wouldn't tell him that she didn't want him to go with her, that she was going to tell him that there was no chance for them.

She took a deep breath and concentrated on where their hands were joined for a moment before looking at him again. "I'm not sure if I should go." The words were out of her mouth and they felt risky, but at the moment, she didn't care.

Nick looked a little confused. "What do you mean? It's a great career move." He knew how frustrated she'd been working at the lab in Vegas and the thought that she might be having second thoughts about moving to Seattle was a bit of a shock.

She looked him directly in the eye, her voice barely a whisper. "I'm not really thinking about advancing my career right now." She felt a tear slip down her cheek. "I'm thinking about following my heart."

As the words filtered through his mind and sunk in, a tentative smile spread across his face and he reached up and brushed her tear away. "Don't cry."

His simple admonition caused more tears to fall and in the next moment, Sara found herself, cast and all, wrapped in Nick's embrace.

There was a slight hitch in Nick's voice as he whispered into her hair. "My heart followed you."

Sara rested against him like that for a long time, finally pulling out of his embrace to look in his eyes. She sniffled. "What would you say if I asked Grissom for my job back?"

He stroked her tear stained cheeks with his fingertips. "Do you want to come back to Vegas?"

She sniffled again. "I don't know." Her eyes searched his. "I just want to be with you."

"I want to be with you, Sara." He slid his fingers into her hair. "I just don't want you to give up a great career opportunity for me."

Confusion clouded her face.

Nick continued, trying to reassure her. "I'd follow you to Seattle if that's what you wanted. I just want to be with you, where I am isn't important."

Sara started laughing and crying all at once, unsure of what to say.

Nick pulled her towards him as tears began to slip down his cheeks, softly touching his lips to hers in a gentle kiss, the taste of their tears mingling together.

She really didn't know whether she wanted to return to Vegas, and she wasn't sure about going to Seattle anymore either. All she knew at that moment was that she wanted to be with Nick and he wanted to be with her.