Same disclaimers as usual.

A/N: For story purposes, Hank and Sara broke up after around the time Play with Fire took place. Let's just say Crash and Burn and PWF happened in the same week.

Miss guided heart

Miss play it smart

Miss if you want to use that line you better not start, no

But she miscalculated

She didn't want to end up jaded

And this miss decided not to miss out on true love

So, by changing her misconceptions

She went in a new direction

And found inside she felt a connection

She fell in love.

Sara watched the building pass by outside the window of the Tahoe. Neither she nor Nick had said a word since they left the lab's parking lot. She watched as the drug store came into sight, and then she thought of something.

"Nick, stop here."

He could barely even hear her pained voice, but he did as he was told.

"I'll be right back."

"Sara?"

She started to get out of the car. "Just give me 5 minutes." And with that she was gone.

Nick watched as she made her way into the drug store. 'I wonder what she's up to.' He thought. He turned on the radio, and sat in silence waiting for her.

What is this feelin' takin' over?

Thinkin' no one could open my door (open my door)

Surprise...It's time (yeah)

To feel what's real

What happened to Miss Independent?

No longer need to be defensive

Goodbye (goodbye), old you (oh you)

When love, when love is true

Nick smiled at the lyrics to the song. Sara was "Miss Independent". In the 3 years he had known her, she had always been on her own. Even when she was with Hank, she never let anyone tell her what to do. He admired her. She was so strong, at least she was on the outside. Only a few times had he known her to break down. And even then, she never let much of anything show on the outside.

Her laugh alone could make him want to laugh, too.

Nick's thoughts were soon interrupted by the passenger side door opening. Sara got in, shut the door, and fastened her seatbelt. She had a small paper bag in her tight grasp.

He turned the radio off. "Ready?"

She only nodded her head, and turned to stare outside the window.

A few long minutes later, Nick pulled into the parking lot of Sara's apartment complex. Sara quickly got out, and started walking to her door. When she got there, she realized that Nick still had her keys.

She turned around and bumped into Nick, who had just as quickly followed her.

"I need my key."

Nick moved passed her and opened the door. She only had 3 keys on her key ring, so it didn't take much for him to figure out which one would open the door.

Sara walked inside, and Nick followed her.

"You can go now."

"Sara."

"Nick, please?" She didn't even bother turning around to look at him. She held the bag from the drug store tightly in her hands.

Nick shut the door, and moved closer to her. He put a hand on her shoulder, and turned her body to face his. He could see a few tears falling down her cheeks. "You want anything to eat?" He asked her.

Sara wondered why he hadn't asked her what was wrong. She always loved that about Nick. He never pushed. "No."

"Well, do you wanna watch some TV? Saturday Night Live is on. Do you ever watch that? It's pretty good. Not as good as it used to be, but it's still pretty good." Nick moved over to the TV, and flipped it onto the right station.

Sara sat down on the couch in front of the TV, and Nick joined her. Neither of them was really paying attention, but neither said a word.

About an hour later, Nick woke up. He felt something wet on his hand.

"What the?" He looked down to see Maverick sitting on the couch with him.

He patted the small dog, and then remembered why he was where he was.

Sara.

He lifted his head, but didn't see her anywhere.

"Sara?" He called out into the darkness.

He got up and walked down the hall. The only light came from the crack underneath a closed door. Because Nick had already passed what he guessed was Sara's bedroom, he only assumed this was the bathroom.

He knocked on the door softly. "Sara? Are you in there?"

Silence.

He didn't like doing this, but he was afraid something was wrong. "Sara, I'm coming in." He called.

Still no answer.

Nick opened the door slowly. "Sar?"

There she was. Sitting on the floor in between the toilet and the bath tub. She didn't even look up to acknowledge his presence.

Nick walked over and knelt down next to her. She was holding a box in her hands. It looked like she was reading the back of it, but her expression was blank. It looked as if she had read the box 20 times already.

Nick took the box from her hands, and gasped when he saw what it was.

"Sara?"

She took a deep breath, but still said nothing.

Nick set the box up on the sink, and then sat down facing Sara. She stared straight ahead, but she wasn't looking at him. No. It seemed as if she was looking right through him. Nick lifted a hand to her face, and cupped her cheek. She flinched, and blinked several times, letting a few stray tears roll down her cheeks.

"I can't do it," she whispered.

"Do what?"

Sara looked up at the box. "I can't."

"What makes you think you're pregnant, Sara?" He didn't know what else to ask.

Sara let out what was probably supposed to be a sarcastic laugh, but all it did was cause her to cry a little bit more.

"I'm sorry. Look, I'm a guy. I don't understand these things." Nick tried to lighten the situation, and felt a little better when Sara looked at him, and smiled.

"My period was late."

"Oh."

"And I am kind of having morning sickness." Sara added.

"Sara, look. You've been under a lot of stress. With the explosion, and Hank-" He stopped. "Hank. He did this to you didn't he?" Nick balled his hand into a fist.

"Nick. It's not his fault. It takes two, ya know?"

Nick found Sara's hands, and enclosed them in his. "Look, Sara. This is something you shouldn't put off. I'll go out in the hall, OK? You need to know one way or the other." He stood up, bring her with him.

Sara didn't let go of his hands, though. She looked away from him. "What if –"

"You are pregnant?" Nick finished giving her hand a squeeze.

She looked back up into his deep brown eyes.

"Then I'll take care of you." With that Nick leaned in, kissed her forehead, gave her hands another squeeze and left the bathroom.

TBC