NICK'S POV:

I didn't even know where to begin. Would she be staying in a hotel? In a house? She could be anywhere. I decided to check the hotels first.

"Ramada Inn," the voice said.

"Hi, I would like to check on a guest. Sara Sidle?"

"Hold on a minute, please." she said. "Yes, I have a Sara Sidle here. What is your relation with her?"

"I'm her...umm, brother." I said.

"Well, she's in room 42. Would you like to..."

"No, thanks," I said, quickly hanging up the phone.

~*~

SARA'S POV:

I can't sleep. Adam's sleeping beside me. Maybe I should tell him now...or wait till tomorrow. Now or tomorrow? Well, there wasn't a point of ruining his nice dreams. I'll wait till tomorrow.

Thunder struck outside. I shivered. I've always had a problem with thunder. Where's Miss Moosey where I need her?

Miss Moosey is a cow I've had since I was a baby. You could say she helped me through my, troubled moments. Where is she?

I slapped my forehead. Damn, I'd left her in the car! Oh well, I can't sleep anyways. The thunder shook again.

~*~

NICK'S POV:

I got out of my car and I didn't know where to begin. Should I run to her room, knock, and profess to my love to her? Or should I just watch her hotel room all night long. I had forgot that I was just sitting in the car when I noticed a familiar figure walking. She walked to a car, popped open the drunk, and took out something. It was hard to see because it was raining.

~*~

"There you are, Miss Moosey," Sara whispered to it, hugging it tightly.

It was rainin' hard in Houston when I ran into her

I searched for conversation but I was lost for words

Then a cloud of tear filled memories came crashin' down on me

If it hadn't been for the pourin' rain I'm sure she would have seen

"You still have Miss MOosey huh?" a familiar Texan voice called out.

Sara froze, clutching her beloved stuffed animal tightly. Turning slowly, her eyes burst into tears.

"Nick?" she whispered, but she knew it was him.

"Hi Sara," he said, his smile making her knees shake.

"Oh my god, Nick. Is it really you?" Sara said, stepping closer to the stranger.

"It's me, Sara," Nick said, touching her cheek lovingly.

Sara threw her arms around him and hugged him close, trying to inhale his scent. Nick hugged her back, tightly, as if he never wanted to let her go.

They realized they were hugging, but didn't pull away.

Tears in the rain

Hidin' the pain

Maybe she'd come back

If she could see me cry

She thinks I'm so strong

Oh, but she's so wrong

She just couldn't see these tears in the rain

"What are you doing here?" Sara asked, realizing she was in Texas.

"My grandmother passed away. I was here for her funeral,"

"Oh Nick, I'm so sorry."

"It's okay. She, she died peacefully. God I've missed you," he said, playing with Sara's now-wet wavy hair.

"I've missed you too. How did you know I was here?"

"I didn't, until I saw you today at the cemetery." Nick said, taking a sniff of her strawberry-scented shampoo.

'Cemetary' Sara thought...'Adam'.

Sara pulled away from the close embrace and looked at the ground.

"What's wrong?"

Now, I'll regret that moment 'Cuz I didn't let her know

How much I still loved her I was hopin' it would show

But the raindrops and the teardrops ran together on my face

Now she'll never, ever know no one can take her place

"I'm engaged Nick..." she told him, trying to avoid his eyes.

Nick's stomach dropped and heart broke.

"You're...you're engaged? Wow, that's great. I mean, yea, I am too..." he said, desperately.

"What?" Sara could not believe it. He was engaged and they were close to kissing...

"Yea, she's uhh...great."

"Do I know her?" Sara asked, with a hint of jealousy.

"Uhh, I don't think so. She was your...uhh, replacement," Nick said, shaking his head slightly.

"My replacement, huh?" Sara said.

"So, whose Mr. Romeo?" Nick asked, trying not to sound too angry.

"You realize we're in the rain, right?" Sara asked him. Neither had noticed Mother Nature around them...

"I don't mind a bit of rain. You didn't use to either," Nick said, reminding her.

"Well, now I do," Sara snapped.

"So, whose Mr. Romeo?" Nick prompted.

"He's Assistant D.A." Sara told him.

"Wow, that's pretty impressive," Nick said.

"Yea, it is. Handsome, good-looking..."

"Nothing I was, huh?"

Tears in the rain

Hidin' the pain

Maybe she'd come back

If she could see me cry

She thinks I'm so strong

Oh, but she's so wrong

She just couldn't see these tears in the rain

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Oh, I was never good for you. Right? You couldn't trust me with other women, I was a little too spontaneous..." Nick said, getting angry.

"I couldn't trust you? How about 'you couldn't trust me!'. And for your information, I like spontaneous people!" Sara shouted.

"Don't deny it, Sara. You don't like spontaneous people! You don't like people, general!" Nick yelled.

"Are you implying something? At least I don't flirt with every man I meet!"

"You know, I came here because I thought we could talk it out. You know, see what kept us away this past year..."

"You're engaged! I'm engaged!" Sara shouted.

"Yes, I know that. I'm not stupid. Oh, that's right, I am. I just wanted to make sure...I didn't make a mistake!" Nick said, softening a little.

Sara took a deep breath.

"Listen, Nick, it's been a year. I've moved on, why can't you?" she asked.

"Wow, you've gotten mighty ego-headed in San Francisco, haven't you? How come you think I want to get back with you?"

"Because Grissom and Catherine have been calling me. Warrick too. They're worried..."

"Worried about what? That I can't live without you? Cause I can, Sara. I have been...this past year! That's 12 months!! I've lived without you for 12 months! And I'm alive and healthy!"

"Healthy, Nick? You've lost weight, and Grissom tells me you're not always eating,"

"What is Grissom, your spy?" Nick asked Sara, outraged.

"No! You know Grissom, he observes things!"

"Yea, and reports them back to you!" Nick shouted.

"Stop, Nick! Stop!" Sara shouted.

"I didn't come down here to get in a big fight. NOt with you. I have things worth my time..." Nick said, before stomping over to his car.

"Nick...Nicky," Sara pleaded as she watched him walk away.

'Nicky'. She had said the name. Nick wanted to turn back, but too many things had been done. Too many things had been said.

So, he kept walking- with tears in his eyes.

She thinks I'm so strong

Oh, but she's so wrong

She just couldn't see these tears in the rain

~ "Tears in the Rain" by Tim McGraw