~At Nick's apartment~
"You're a great cook." Sara grinned "Way better than Pizza Hut."
"Ha,ha,ha, seriously did you enjoy it?" Nick asked nervously.
"Yes, it was the best." She said as she kissed him on the cheek. After a few moments of silence, Nick took Sara's hand. He kissed every finger, then made his way up to her shoulder, then to her neck. Right when they were about to get "intimate", the phone rang, Nick looked at the phone than to Sara.
"Let it ring." He said running his hands up her stomach.
"Nick!" she said pushing her shirt down. "It might be important."
Sara got up and answered the phone
"Hello…. are you ok? He what?! Where are you? Ok…hello? Hello?"
She hung up the phone
"Who was it?"
" That was Catherine…. she's at Brad's."
"What? Why?" he said while holding her
"I'll explain on the way."
Sara slipped on her shoes while Nick buttoned his shirt.
"So, what happened?" Nick asked once they got in the car
"Well, I'm not quite sure. All I know is that Brad was drinking and he crashed into a tree. He started punching and hitting her, then she blacked out."
"Then what?"
"I don't know. I heard Brad's voice. He sounded drunk. He was slurring." She paused remembering the one time when Brad tried to take advantage of her.
"Anyway, I heard his voice and a muffled scream, then we got disconnected."
"Sounds bad." Nick noticed that Sara fighting back tears.
"Hey, I know what you're thinking." He took her hand and kissed it "Don't worry."
" I love you Nick." Sara said, tears streaming down her face.
"I love you too."
Nick held her hand the whole way, and eventually her tears stopped. Once they got to Brad's house, they noticed the lights on in the bedroom. Nick kicked the door down, they called out Catherine's name when no one answered, he ran to the bedroom, when he got there he found Brad passed out on the floor, next to him was Catherine, she was awake, but shaking. Brad had fallen on top of her; Nick rolled him over and helped Catherine up. She had to sit down on the bed because she was shaking too much to stand.
"Are you alright?" Nick looked at her cut face and bruised arms and legs, Catherine didn't answer, she was to shocked, and in to much pain.
"Whoa!" Sara said as she saw the drunk, but passed out, Brad on the floor.
"Are you okay?" Sara sat down next to Catherine
"Ye…yeah, I…I'm okay."
She started to cry, blaming herself for what happened.
"Sa…Sara, Nick."
"What?" they both asked at once
"Ple…Please, don't tell Grissom."
"Okay." Sara answered. She looked over to Nick who was checking Brad.
"Oh…Alright."
"Thanks. Don't tell Lindsey either."
"We won't." Nick said answering for them both.
They left Brad on the floor of his room, hoping he wouldn't remember what happened. Nick and Sara helped Catherine, who was still badly shaking, out to Nick's car. Nothing was said as they drove Catherine home, they knew she was in pain, especially Sara. Catherine sat in the back of the car holding her knees and crying. Once they reached her apartment Nick pulled over and looked at her.
"Would you rather come back to my apartment with us?"
"No, I'd rather be alone."
Catherine opened the door and went into her apartment
"You're a great cook." Sara grinned "Way better than Pizza Hut."
"Ha,ha,ha, seriously did you enjoy it?" Nick asked nervously.
"Yes, it was the best." She said as she kissed him on the cheek. After a few moments of silence, Nick took Sara's hand. He kissed every finger, then made his way up to her shoulder, then to her neck. Right when they were about to get "intimate", the phone rang, Nick looked at the phone than to Sara.
"Let it ring." He said running his hands up her stomach.
"Nick!" she said pushing her shirt down. "It might be important."
Sara got up and answered the phone
"Hello…. are you ok? He what?! Where are you? Ok…hello? Hello?"
She hung up the phone
"Who was it?"
" That was Catherine…. she's at Brad's."
"What? Why?" he said while holding her
"I'll explain on the way."
Sara slipped on her shoes while Nick buttoned his shirt.
"So, what happened?" Nick asked once they got in the car
"Well, I'm not quite sure. All I know is that Brad was drinking and he crashed into a tree. He started punching and hitting her, then she blacked out."
"Then what?"
"I don't know. I heard Brad's voice. He sounded drunk. He was slurring." She paused remembering the one time when Brad tried to take advantage of her.
"Anyway, I heard his voice and a muffled scream, then we got disconnected."
"Sounds bad." Nick noticed that Sara fighting back tears.
"Hey, I know what you're thinking." He took her hand and kissed it "Don't worry."
" I love you Nick." Sara said, tears streaming down her face.
"I love you too."
Nick held her hand the whole way, and eventually her tears stopped. Once they got to Brad's house, they noticed the lights on in the bedroom. Nick kicked the door down, they called out Catherine's name when no one answered, he ran to the bedroom, when he got there he found Brad passed out on the floor, next to him was Catherine, she was awake, but shaking. Brad had fallen on top of her; Nick rolled him over and helped Catherine up. She had to sit down on the bed because she was shaking too much to stand.
"Are you alright?" Nick looked at her cut face and bruised arms and legs, Catherine didn't answer, she was to shocked, and in to much pain.
"Whoa!" Sara said as she saw the drunk, but passed out, Brad on the floor.
"Are you okay?" Sara sat down next to Catherine
"Ye…yeah, I…I'm okay."
She started to cry, blaming herself for what happened.
"Sa…Sara, Nick."
"What?" they both asked at once
"Ple…Please, don't tell Grissom."
"Okay." Sara answered. She looked over to Nick who was checking Brad.
"Oh…Alright."
"Thanks. Don't tell Lindsey either."
"We won't." Nick said answering for them both.
They left Brad on the floor of his room, hoping he wouldn't remember what happened. Nick and Sara helped Catherine, who was still badly shaking, out to Nick's car. Nothing was said as they drove Catherine home, they knew she was in pain, especially Sara. Catherine sat in the back of the car holding her knees and crying. Once they reached her apartment Nick pulled over and looked at her.
"Would you rather come back to my apartment with us?"
"No, I'd rather be alone."
Catherine opened the door and went into her apartment