Disclaimer: Don't own them, wish I could take Nick home though…

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Moving On Chapter 8

~~ Sara ~~

There's nothing you can say
Nothing you can do
Nothing in between
You know the truth
Nothing left to face
Nothing left to lose
Nothing takes your place

Sara ran a shaky hand through her hair. She hated to admit that Hank had her scared. It took a lot to scare Sara Sidle, but there was enough at stake this time. She got out of the Tahoe on shaky legs. She sighed loudly as they started walking to her apartment. "Nick?"

"Mmm?" He asked, his attention focused on Sara's balcony.

"What ever happens, don't let him hurt you. Don't let him win. That is just what he wants.

"Nothing is going to happen Sara. He will probably be gone by the time we get in there. We can get your place put under police surveillance and…"

Sara put a hand on his arm to turn him to face her. "No Nick. I do not want to be continually followed by a police officer. I don't want to live my life in fear. I don't want him to rule my life anymore. I don't want him to give him the upper hand in anyway." Her eyes searched his frantically for understanding.

Nick sighed. "I know Sara, but Hank might be dangerous. I don't want you to get hurt simply because you refused to get police protection. You have to understand where I am coming from, Sara."

"I understand you, I really do. But do you understand me? I don't want to live in a cage!" She nearly screamed, but held her voice back a bit. "Please Nick?"

"I make no promises Sara. I will do what I have to when it comes to protecting the one I love."

Sara stared at him. Did he just say…? I mean… did he…? OH God…

Before Sara could say anything in return, Nick started walking through the entrance of the building. "Nick! Wait!" Sara ran up to where he was and they entered the building. They took the elevator up, allowing for faster access to the apartment.

"Sara are you sure that you want to confront him right now?" Nick asked softly. "Because I need to know that you are sure."

"I'm very sure. I want that jerk out of my life for good." She stated vehemently.

Nick nodded. Sara slipped her key in the lock, but there was no point. The door was unlocked, as if Hank had been waiting for her return. He was sitting quietly on the couch, looking at a photo of himself and Sara. Nick waited in the hallway, hoping to trick Hank into thinking that she had come inside alone.

When they say you're
not that strong
Well you're not that weak
It's not your fault
When you climb up to that hill
Up to your place
I hope you're well
There's nothing left to prove
Nothing I won't do
Nothing like the pain
I feel for you
Nothing left to hide
Nothing left to fear
I am always here

"Get out Hank. Do not make me call the police on you!" She shouted, making a beeline for the couch to stand in front of him.

Hank laughed softly. "Sara, Sara, Sara. Is that any way to treat a guest?"

"You are most certainly not a guest in my home. Get out." She  gritted her teeth.

"I'm not leaving until I am good and ready." Hank stayed seated exactly where he was.

Sara reached for her cell phone, but Hank was faster. He snatched it out of her hands. "I went down to the lab tonight, Sara. It's a pity you weren't there. Poor Greg had to entertain me for the longest time. But I got bored with him after a while."

"Which is when you knocked him out, right?" She ground out, her arms folded across her chest.

Hank stood, a grin plastered all over his face. "Well, if you want to put it that way, ya, maybe I did. But you can't prove it."

Sara took a step toward Hank. "You certainly are a smug sonofabitch."

Hank gripped her chin and pulled her to him. "Listen to me… I suggest that you do everything that I tell you to."

She glared at him, hoping for an answer.

"If you don't stay with me Sara Sidle, you'll be sorry. I will take down each and every one of your friends if I have to in order to get you back."

Sara's eyes grew wide with fear. That's that one thing that he could take away from me that I would honestly miss. "I won't let you hurt them."

Hank kissed her cheek softly before pushing her away from him. She let out a shriek as she fell, her chin and jaw sore from being gripped.

Nick pushed his way into the apartment as Hank went to the window. "There is nothing that you can do to stop me, Sara. I'll make them relive all of their nightmares and it will all be your fault."

Sara got up from the sofa and Nick ran across the apartment, but Hank was faster than they were. He had already had his legs out the window before either of them had started moving. "Nick?" She asked softly, her body trembling.

Nick walked over to her and pulled her into his arms. "We won't let anything happen, Sara. None of us will let it happen."

She burrowed her head into his shoulder and cried. "I'm afraid Nick. I don't want him to hurt you guys. And he's right, it will be all my fault."

Nick pulled out of the embrace. "Listen to me." When she didn't look at him, he tilted her chin, being careful not to touch the spot where Hank had gripped her. "NONE of this is your fault. He's got a few mental problems that are none of your concern."

Sara nodded and put her head on his shoulders. "I don't want to stay here, Nick. Please, can we go to your place?"

Nick nodded. "Absolutely." They stood up, their arms around each other's waists. "Sadie will be glad to see you."

Sara cracked a smile. "What about her owner?"

Nick stopped walking and turned her toward him. He lowered his head to hers, their lips meeting for only a few moments. "Her owner wants you there, waking up next to him."

Sara smiled. I won't let him hurt you Nick. I can't and I won't.

~~ Nick's House ~~

Sadie ran to Sara as soon as they walked in the house. "Hello girl!" Sara exclaimed, dropping onto her knees to welcome the dog. She laughed as Sadie dropped to the floor and rolled over, allowing Sara to scratch her belly.

Nick laughed at the scene in front of him. "I think someone is happy to see you."

Turning her head to look at him, she smiled. "I think so."

"Do you want something to drink? Want to sit outside? The porch is mostly closed off and there seems to be another thunder shower building up in the distance." Nick caught himself rambling.

"Sure. What do you have?"

"Beer, juice, milk, water…"

"Beer." Sara said immediately. It had been a long day and she figured that she deserved a drink.
Nick pulled two beers out of the fridge and they took them outside to watch the storm roll in.

The clouds built up faster then they had anticipated and before they knew it, there was a thunderstorm blowing in front of them. They didn't say anything, they just sat there, cuddling together on a big porch swing, swaying slowly in the wind. Sadie was stretched out at their feet. This is the life, thought Sara. This is the life.

What you want
What you lost
What you had
What is gone is over
What you've got
What you love
What you need is real
If it's not enough
It's not enough
It's not enough I'm sorry
If it's not enough
It's not enough

A/N: Song: Not Enough, by: Our Lady Peace. Album: Gravity

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