Disclaimer: Don't own them… (insert long technical judicial terms here)
A/N: Thanks to: Tace & Emmy (People who replied to Chapter 1 but I posted Chapter 2 too quickly before I could thank them for replying.) Also! I want to thank: Corporal Cupcake (I think Nick is a total sweetie too!), cRaZyPiXiE (Soon! I promise they will get together soon… okay maybe not this chapter, but really really soon), Lynn (I'm glad that my writing Sara was accurate. Thanks!), shondie (G/C stuff to come soon too. Glad you like the songs. I only put them in when I can find one that really matches the mood of the story), A Bloom (I think it would be great if Hank were to kick the bucket too… he is pure evil…), MissyJane (Glad you like! School is out, so it gives me so much more time to write. Yay!), dsfasdfasdfasd (Glad you think the story is wicked.), oceanwave (it took me ages to figure out what that song was too, but I love it!), loco (I agree, N/S rock) and Mini-Cooper-Super-Duper (Thanks for pointing out that Sara was trained in hand to hand combat. I completely forgot about it. Thanks for jogging my memory… It actually spawned an idea that she might just get the chance to kick Hank's ass somewhere along the lines in either this story, or another I am working on. =0)… )
THANKS TO EVERYONE!!!
A/N part 2: I'm putting Explosive Results on hiatus. I can't seem to be able to write it right now…
On with the fic…..
~~ Sara ~~
Sara trudged along the road, mentally kicking herself for not accepting the ride from Nick. Sure enough, the sky had opened up and she was soaked to the skin. Lightning flashed in the sky as she walked silently back to her house. Only 15 minutes left to go. She kept up the mental pep rally as she took one step after the other. I shouldn't have snapped at him like that. He's been nothing but a good friend to me from the get-go, and he doesn't deserve to have me yelling at him. Sara sighed and kept on walking. She could feel the water soaking through her running shoes as she accidentally stepped in another puddle. I'm almost there. I'm almost there.
~~ Nick ~~
He sat on the couch, his head propped up by his hand. "I shouldn't have let her go out there. I should have given her a lift." He said to Sadie, who was watching him and the storm at the same time. He patted her on the head and scratched her behind the ears absent-mindedly. "But dammit, she is so head strong that there was nothing I could do but let her go. I didn't want another lecture from her. I was already compared to Hank once, and I really don't need that again." He looked at the dog who looked back at him, waiting for him to continue scratching. He sighed loudly. "I'm confused girl. I really don't know what to think or feel around her anymore. I don't even know what to say to her."
Sadie went from standing on all four paws, to standing on her hind-legs, her front paws on Nick's legs. Sadie licked his face, and Nick laughed. "Dogs have all the answers sometimes." Sadie wagged her tail and looked at him expectantly. "Sorry Sadie. No dogs allowed at Sara's apartment. Unless you count Hank." He muttered the last part under his breath.
Somewhere there's speaking
It's already coming in
Oh and it's rising at the back of your mind
You never could get it
Unless you were fed it
Now you're here and you don't know why
~~ Sara ~~
She saw the car in the parking lot and groaned aloud. She really didn't feel like going for round 2 with Hank. But she didn't want to stay out in the rain either. She pulled out her cell phone and pressed 2 and send.
"Hello?" The soft Texan voice answered.
"Nick, it's Sara." Her voice trembled a little bit, but she told herself that she wasn't nervous, just cold.
"What's up."
"Hank has showed up at my apartment. I'm still outside. I'm going in, but could you get here as fast as possible?"
Nick cursed. "I'm on my way." He hung up the phone before she could say thank you.
But under skinned knees and the skid marks
Past the places where you used to learn
You howl and listen
Listen and wait for the
Echoes of angels who won't return
~~ Nick ~~
He grabbed his keys, shoved his feet into his shoes and said a quick goodbye to Sadie before leaving for Sara's place. "If Hank so much as touches a hair on her head…" Nick started. You'll what? His mind countered. You aren't her boyfriend Nick. It's not your place to say or do anything. "Damn straight it is."
He's everything you want
He's everything you need
He's everything inside of you
That you wish you could be
He says all the right things
At exactly the right time
But he means nothing to you
And you don't know why
~~ Grissom and Catherine ~~
Catherine smiled and looked up at Grissom from across the break room table.
"Are you two going to do that all night?" Warrick complained.
"Do what?" Catherine asked innocently.
"Make ga-ga eyes at each other. It's making me lose my lunch." Warrick continued complaining. "Why aren't there any cases?"
"Because we are better than the day shift and there aren't any. It's a quiet night in Vegas." Grissom stated. But he wasn't even looking at Warrick as he spoke. His eyes were fixed on Catherine's.
Catherine was the first to break the eye contact. "Besides, Warrick, we're early, remember? Our shift doesn't start for another hour yet."
Warrick grumbled something incoherent and turned on the television set, and pushed power on the Play Station. If they get to do that, I get to do this, he thought. Another quiet night in Vegas. Nick and Sara are missing an uneventful shift.
~~ Sara's Apartment ~~
You're waiting for someone
To put you together
You're waiting for someone to push you away
There's always another wound to discover
There's always something more you wish he'd say
She knew that he was waiting inside for her. She hadn't forgotten that she had given him a key to her place, but the locksmith was supposed to come next week to change the locks. She swung the door open. "So Hank, did you really think that you would just surprise me here?"
Hank smiled from where he was sitting in the living room. "I made you supper."
"That's nice, but I'm really not hungry. What I want is for you to leave me alone. We're finished. Through. Done with."
Hank stood up and crossed over to her. "I really don't think that we are." He snarled at her and stepped closer, and Sara's initial reaction was to back up a step. He stared at her.
"Admiring your handiwork?" Sara asked crudely. "I want you out of my apartment and out of my life. I have some packing to do."
"But, Sara dear, I'm not finished yet." Hank said, in a sweet tone.
He's everything you want
He's everything you need
He's everything inside of you
That you wish you could be
He says all the right things
At exactly the right time
But he means nothing to you
And you don't know why
Sara gritted her teeth. "I AM!" She shouted. "You are a worthless human being. You are not worth it! I don't have the time or the energy for you. I am tired of seeing you come home wasted after a night out with the boys. I don't want anything to do with you!"
Hank gripped her forearm. "Worthless? Lets see how worthless I can make you feel." He pulled her arm and swung her around, letting her go, sending her falling backward onto the sofa. She winced as she flipped over on the sofa, and saw Hank trashing her semi-packed apartment. Anything breakable was being broken, as he methodically went through her kitchen and living room. Judging by the mess that Sara had some how managed to miss, Hank had gotten an early start to trashing the apartment.
She glanced up at him and stalked toward him. "Get your hands off my stuff." She said slowly, menacingly.
"Oh shut up." Hank said and raised his hand to hit her.
Sara saw his hand swing up, and at first she was afraid. But then her training kicked in. She kneed him in the groin, and as he dropped to his knees, he dropped his hand. He opened his mouth to say something, but the wind was still knocked out of him. "Get out. Now." She said, standing back. She watched him bid a hasty retreat. At first she chuckled to herself as to how easy it was to bring Hank down. But then her eyes surveyed the damage to her breakables. She walked to the kitchen, and saw all of her plates on the floor, broken. At least Gran's china was already packed away in an unmarked box, she thought to herself as she stared at the mess.
It was all too much for her. Hank having a girlfriend or two on the side, the explosion at the lab, and now this… All of her things, broken. She sat down slowly amongst her broken items and cried. She cried harder than she had in a while.
But you'll just sit tight
And watch it unwind
It's only what you're asking for
And you'll be just fine
With all of your time
It's only what you're waiting for
~~ Nick ~~
Out of the island
Into the highway
Past the places where you might have turned
You never did notice
But you still hide away
The anger of angels who won't return
He stepped into her apartment through the open door. He had passed Hank on his way out, and judging by the look on Hank's face, Nick knew that Sara was okay. "Sara?"
He heard sniffling and sobbing from the kitchen. His eyes surveyed the mess that Hank had more than likely caused. He walked to her kitchen. "Sara?" He saw her sitting on the floor, her head in her hands. "Are you okay?"
Sara shook her head no.
Nick kneeled down beside her and reached for her. "Shh… Sara, it's okay…" He rubbed her back soothingly as she cried. "Everything is going to be all right."
Sara hung onto Nick. She let her tears dry up and then she leaned back. "I'm sorry… I don't know what came over me…" She looked at his tear-stained shirt. "I got you all wet." Sara looked at her own clothing, still soaking from her walk in the rain.
"Listen, you need to get out of these wet things. Take a nice hot shower and get dressed into something a little warmer. I'll be waiting her for you when you get out, okay?" Nick said softly. He stood and offered her his hand.
"Sure." Sara reached for his hand that he held out for her to help her up. "I'll be back in 5."
Nick shook his head. "No… No. You take a long hot shower and relax for a little bit. Okay? You're freezing and are going to catch your death if you stay like this."
Sara looked at him said a soft, "okay."
As soon as he heard the bathroom door close, he started cleaning up the mess that Hurricane Hank had left behind him.
He's everything you want
He's everything you need
He's everything inside of you
That you wish you could be
He says all the right things
At exactly the right time
But he means nothing to you
And you don't know why
Nick scowled at the thought of Hank ruining all of Sara's things. If he were Sara's boyfriend, he would never do something like that to deliberately hurt her. Not a chance. So what are you saying Nicky? His mind asked him. "Dammit, why didn't I figure this one out sooner?" Touchdown! His mind cheered. Now what are you going to do about it? "Me and Sara… the idea is just silly." Nick sighed as he bent down to continue cleaning up her place. He shook his head. "Even if I did feel that way… I don't think she would reciprocate." He sighed again. Then just be there for her for now. Let her see what good boyfriend material you are…Then let things take it's course.
He found himself nodding along to his own thoughts. That's what he was going to do. Just play it cool for now, until Sara realized that they were meant to be a couple.
I am everything you want
I am everything you need
I am everything inside of you
That you wish you could be
I say all the right things
At exactly the right time
But I mean nothing to you and I don't know why
And I don't know why
Why
I don't know
A/N: Song: Everything You Want, by Vertical Horizon. Album: Everything You Want.
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