Title: When It All Comes Crashing Down
Author: Stepf
Disclaimers; I do not own them, cause if I did.whooo boy, JF would probably quit after all the crap I put Sara through. Additionally, and for the 26th time, just to cover my arse, while there is a Joey Harrington in real life, my Joey is completely made up.
Notes: I don't have any.seriously. It's a short chapter, and if you review enough, you might get another one.
Thanks: Always to the readers, a fabulous group. My beta Adina who inspires me to write better.
'What the hell is wrong with these two?' Nicky wonders as he watches Sara take pictures of the hotel room. She and Grissom had both been acting weird since the fight earlier, not post argument weird, something else. It seems to him that they are both hiding something; whatever it is, it has both of them in an odd mood, and he is going to find out what's going on. He had already checked her left ring finger and saw nothing, but then again, Sara wouldn't wear a ring to work.
Chewing on his lip as he prints the bathroom, he shakes his head and decides to simply ask Sara later. He and Sara have become as close as two people can be without actually being in a relationship. While he doesn't claim to have the deep connection she shares with Grissom: he can't read her mind or anticipate her actions like the older man can, they have something unique. Nick realizes he has never had a true friendship with a female until now.
Being in the accident together cemented something for them; Sara had come to the hospital almost every day, bringing him whatever he needed, or just sitting with him, being there. After he got home, she would come over before shift for a couple hours to talk to him. At home, he was isolated, he didn't have nurses and doctors to talk to.. She usually brought food, but occasionally he cooked something easy. Until recently it was hard for him to stand for too long without his pelvis bothering him. Even now, if he moves just the right way, or pushes himself exercising a twinge of pain will remind him to slow down. They talked sometimes about nothing of consequence: the newest movie, or perhaps a journal one of them was reading. Occasionally the conversation turned more personal and in those weeks he learned things about Sara he imagines only Grissom knows. In return, however, she learned more about the Texan; he revealed to her about the babysitter, and Sara had almost cried when he told her. It had been a two way street and in the end, they both formed a bond.
Smiling at the memories, he stands too quickly from the squatting position he was in and receives one of those twinges. The doctor had only cleared him to return to full duty a week ago and since then has taken every case possible. Nick hated being stuck at home, he couldn't drive and even with Sara coming over he was lonely. Nick is a people person and he needs contact to stay sane. The couple of hours he was able to put in at the lab the few weeks before coming back full time were an improvement, but honestly, one person can only stand so much of Greg Sanders before wanting to strangle him.
Coming out of the bathroom, he smiles slightly at Sara and tries to hide the small limp in his step from standing.
"Stood to quick, didn't you?" she says, while lining up something in the camera lens.
"Might've. It'll go away. Find anything here?"
"Casings on the bed, gun on the floor, should be open and shut."
Turning back to taking pictures, she speaks again, this time with authority, "You really should talk to the doctor about that pain Nicky, you've been having it for a while now."
"Yes, Mom." He accents the 'mom' and is surprised when Sara's head snaps around at him, a stricken expression on her face.
"What?" she asks, a moment of fear taking over.
"I said 'yes, Mom.' As in I'm an adult... What?" he says, confusion evident in his tone and face.
"Nothing, sorry. I just worry." She covers quickly and turns back to the photographing. Luckily, she knows Grissom is working on the hallway cameras, and missed the entire exchange.
"Thanks," Nick says. "But it's fine, a little stretching and the pain goes away. You almost done?"
"Yep, two more pictures." She quickly snaps off the photos and turns to him, ".and I'm done. Lets pack up and head to the lab."
Quietly they gather their kits and catch up with Grissom in the lobby, talking to a security guard. As they approach he turns to them and smiles at Sara before a frown replaces it.
"You get everything?" he asks.
"Yup, this is an easy one. Wife shot the husband after she finds out he's been sleeping around, she shoots him on vacation at that," Nick responds quickly.
"Ok, lets pack it up."
Two hours later Sara appears in his doorway, a brown file folder in her hands and a smile on her face.
"Hey, here's the final on the MGM shooting. Just need you to sign it."
She places the folder on his desk and turns to leave.
He watches her turn but before she can open the door calls out to her. "Sara?"
"Yeah?" She pauses, her hand on the doorknob, body twisted to him.
"Can you...feel it?" he asks almost hesitantly.
She smiles slightly at him. "No, Gris. I can't feel it yet, I think it's a bit early."
"Ok, see you later. Where are you off to?"
"I figured I would see if Catherine and Warrick need help. If not, then I guess cold cases or bother Greg."
She shrugs, Sara is good at finding something to do when a case is finished and there isn't another one waiting.
"Why don't you go home?" he suggests, hoping she doesn't fly off the handle like earlier.
"I'm good Gris, really. It's only another three hours. Hopefully we wont get a case before it's time to leave."
"Well if there is, your not going on it; you need to go to the doctor. Even I know you need to get some prenatal care, since you're already so far along. I'm sure you should be taking vitamins, at least."
She raises one eyebrow at him, impressed with his sudden, if minimal, knowledge of pregnancy. "Yeah, I know. Ok, no more cases for me tonight, but I'm not going home, not without you."
"Agreed. Go find Cath."
"Bye," she says and exits the office, leaving him in peace.
Watching her walk down the hall through the glass, Grissom opens his laptop and brings up a search engine. He plans to be prepared for that morning.
tbc......
Author: Stepf
Disclaimers; I do not own them, cause if I did.whooo boy, JF would probably quit after all the crap I put Sara through. Additionally, and for the 26th time, just to cover my arse, while there is a Joey Harrington in real life, my Joey is completely made up.
Notes: I don't have any.seriously. It's a short chapter, and if you review enough, you might get another one.
Thanks: Always to the readers, a fabulous group. My beta Adina who inspires me to write better.
'What the hell is wrong with these two?' Nicky wonders as he watches Sara take pictures of the hotel room. She and Grissom had both been acting weird since the fight earlier, not post argument weird, something else. It seems to him that they are both hiding something; whatever it is, it has both of them in an odd mood, and he is going to find out what's going on. He had already checked her left ring finger and saw nothing, but then again, Sara wouldn't wear a ring to work.
Chewing on his lip as he prints the bathroom, he shakes his head and decides to simply ask Sara later. He and Sara have become as close as two people can be without actually being in a relationship. While he doesn't claim to have the deep connection she shares with Grissom: he can't read her mind or anticipate her actions like the older man can, they have something unique. Nick realizes he has never had a true friendship with a female until now.
Being in the accident together cemented something for them; Sara had come to the hospital almost every day, bringing him whatever he needed, or just sitting with him, being there. After he got home, she would come over before shift for a couple hours to talk to him. At home, he was isolated, he didn't have nurses and doctors to talk to.. She usually brought food, but occasionally he cooked something easy. Until recently it was hard for him to stand for too long without his pelvis bothering him. Even now, if he moves just the right way, or pushes himself exercising a twinge of pain will remind him to slow down. They talked sometimes about nothing of consequence: the newest movie, or perhaps a journal one of them was reading. Occasionally the conversation turned more personal and in those weeks he learned things about Sara he imagines only Grissom knows. In return, however, she learned more about the Texan; he revealed to her about the babysitter, and Sara had almost cried when he told her. It had been a two way street and in the end, they both formed a bond.
Smiling at the memories, he stands too quickly from the squatting position he was in and receives one of those twinges. The doctor had only cleared him to return to full duty a week ago and since then has taken every case possible. Nick hated being stuck at home, he couldn't drive and even with Sara coming over he was lonely. Nick is a people person and he needs contact to stay sane. The couple of hours he was able to put in at the lab the few weeks before coming back full time were an improvement, but honestly, one person can only stand so much of Greg Sanders before wanting to strangle him.
Coming out of the bathroom, he smiles slightly at Sara and tries to hide the small limp in his step from standing.
"Stood to quick, didn't you?" she says, while lining up something in the camera lens.
"Might've. It'll go away. Find anything here?"
"Casings on the bed, gun on the floor, should be open and shut."
Turning back to taking pictures, she speaks again, this time with authority, "You really should talk to the doctor about that pain Nicky, you've been having it for a while now."
"Yes, Mom." He accents the 'mom' and is surprised when Sara's head snaps around at him, a stricken expression on her face.
"What?" she asks, a moment of fear taking over.
"I said 'yes, Mom.' As in I'm an adult... What?" he says, confusion evident in his tone and face.
"Nothing, sorry. I just worry." She covers quickly and turns back to the photographing. Luckily, she knows Grissom is working on the hallway cameras, and missed the entire exchange.
"Thanks," Nick says. "But it's fine, a little stretching and the pain goes away. You almost done?"
"Yep, two more pictures." She quickly snaps off the photos and turns to him, ".and I'm done. Lets pack up and head to the lab."
Quietly they gather their kits and catch up with Grissom in the lobby, talking to a security guard. As they approach he turns to them and smiles at Sara before a frown replaces it.
"You get everything?" he asks.
"Yup, this is an easy one. Wife shot the husband after she finds out he's been sleeping around, she shoots him on vacation at that," Nick responds quickly.
"Ok, lets pack it up."
Two hours later Sara appears in his doorway, a brown file folder in her hands and a smile on her face.
"Hey, here's the final on the MGM shooting. Just need you to sign it."
She places the folder on his desk and turns to leave.
He watches her turn but before she can open the door calls out to her. "Sara?"
"Yeah?" She pauses, her hand on the doorknob, body twisted to him.
"Can you...feel it?" he asks almost hesitantly.
She smiles slightly at him. "No, Gris. I can't feel it yet, I think it's a bit early."
"Ok, see you later. Where are you off to?"
"I figured I would see if Catherine and Warrick need help. If not, then I guess cold cases or bother Greg."
She shrugs, Sara is good at finding something to do when a case is finished and there isn't another one waiting.
"Why don't you go home?" he suggests, hoping she doesn't fly off the handle like earlier.
"I'm good Gris, really. It's only another three hours. Hopefully we wont get a case before it's time to leave."
"Well if there is, your not going on it; you need to go to the doctor. Even I know you need to get some prenatal care, since you're already so far along. I'm sure you should be taking vitamins, at least."
She raises one eyebrow at him, impressed with his sudden, if minimal, knowledge of pregnancy. "Yeah, I know. Ok, no more cases for me tonight, but I'm not going home, not without you."
"Agreed. Go find Cath."
"Bye," she says and exits the office, leaving him in peace.
Watching her walk down the hall through the glass, Grissom opens his laptop and brings up a search engine. He plans to be prepared for that morning.
tbc......