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AN: Thanks to: cRaZyPiXiE (thank you!!!), =) (I'm really happy you think it's fantastic!), skyler (Yay! Thanks!), AetherIris (I think we have the same taste in music, or at least similar tastes!), drvvh (I plan to have more scenes like that porch scene), adpi24 (Yes, I agree, Hank is evil!), Bex (Oh!! I like that suggestion!), KellBell (Thank you! Thank you! Writing tension is fun :o) ), A Bloom (Isn't Sap great??), Lynn (I love Sadie too! I'm glad you like her :o) ), Corporal Cupcake (I'm writing it right now. Thanks!),  rya (thanks!), csichicagogirl (there is another G/C chapter coming along, soon.), Prue Halliwell-Trudeau (I'll see what I  can do!  I agree, though it is getting harder and harder to find songs. I'll try to give you a hand with that. :o)  )

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~~ Nick's House ~~

When I think about my life
I wonder if I will survive
To live to see in 25 or will I just fall?
I call my friends, they just keep dying.
People round me, always crying.
In this place I like to call my home.

Sara smiled as she lay on the porch swing. They had lounged around all morning, time passing them by as slowly as ever. She stretched lazily and grinned as she caught Nick watching her from the door way. "Hey." God, look at him, that is one gorgeous man…

He sat down in front of her. "Penny for your thoughts."

"They would cost you more than that." She said, grinning.

He smiled at her. "Thinking about me again, eh?" He asked, reaching for her hand. Before she could answer, he smiled at her again. "Bet you can't guess who I was thinking of."

"Ummm… Warrick?"

Nick looked at her and then laughed, shaking his head. "You really are a nut."

"I am not!" Sara protested, but laughter tinged her voice. Her smile died as she thought about the threats that Hank had made. She looked up at Nick, their eyes meeting. "I'm scared Nick. I hate to admit it, but he has me running scared. I… I don't want him to hurt my friends."

Nick moved to sit beside her on the swing, Sara shifted over to give him room. "You listen to me. I will not let Hank get to hurt you in any way."

"But that is not what I'm afraid of! What if he hurts you? He would go after someone that I deeply cared about. His first target is probably you… I don't think I could forgive myself if he ever hurt you."

"Look, Sara…" Nick started. Say it!! Say it!! His mind chanted. You know it's what she wants to hear, and you know that it's what you're feeling… It's about time you say it!

Before he said anything, Sara cut him off. "Don't say it Nick. Please don't say it! We know that somehow he's going to hear it and then he's going to come after you first. Please don't say anything!" She swung her legs around off the swing and stalked into the house. She poured herself a glass of water and she felt Nick's eyes on her.

He stepped forward and gently touched her arm. "Listen, Sara… Don't let him do this to you. Don't let him scare you away from love. Please don't…"

Sara felt the water glass in her hand start to tremble and she set it down on the counter. "Nick… I…" Tears began tumbling from her eyes as the pent up frustration reached it's boiling point. She felt herself being pulled into his arms, his hands running soothingly up and down her back.

Not everyone knows, but everybody goes to a better place.
Not everybody knows that everyone could be living their last days
But the hard times will come, and we'll keep moving on.
We're moving on.
Keep moving on
Life.
Hope.
Truth.
Trust.
Faith.
Pride.
Love.
Lust.
All make up the things we've lost but things we've gained we'll take with us

"Shh… It's okay. Let everything out." Nick whispered. I should tell her everything. He pulled her away from him. "Sara?"

She sniffed and then looked up at him. "Yeah?"

"I need to talk to you about something." He said, a serious tone in his voice. He held her hand and they walked back out to the porch. He sat down and Sara wrapped her arms around him, her head resting on his chest.

"You can tell me anything, Nick. You know that."

Nick heaved a heavy sigh. "When I was young, around 10, my parents had this babysitter… And uh… God…" He turned his eyes skyward, trying to prevent his tears from falling. "I was sexually abused Sara. More than once…" He said, a couple of tears escaping his eyes.

Sara gasped and pulled away from him. "Oh Nick…" She whispered softly. "I'm so sorry…"

"I didn't say it so that you would be sorry for me."

"I know that! It's just, you were only a child Nick. It's a lot harder to defend yourself as a child. I'm an adult! I'm 30 years old."

Nick sighed. "I've only ever told a couple of people. My parents don't even know about it."

Sara stared at him. "You never told anyone? Not even the police?"

"No." Nick said in a whisper. "I just wanted everything to go away."

She hung her head a little bit before looking back at him. "So then I guess you know how I'm feeling, eh?"

"Yes, I do. You are afraid of what might happen or of what people might think… But Sara, it's not worth it. They won't think any less of you for any of this. I know you think that you are strong enough to beat him, but I'm telling you Sara, that I don't' want to see you get hurt, and Hank is capable of doing that."

Sara nodded and buried her head in his chest. His arms wrapped around her and he held her tight. He never wanted to let go her go.

~ * The Next Day * ~

~Grissom and Catherine~

All I've got are these two hands to make myself a better man
I wonder if I'll ever see the end of this
With all this rain it just keeps falling
On my head so now I'm calling
Out to someone else to help me make it through

Catherine sighed, rolling over in bed. "We have to go to work, Gil."

Groaning, Grissom rolled to face her. "Do we have to?"

Her hands framed his face. "Yes, we do."

Sighing, Grissom got out of bed. "Okay."

And their day began, and they were none the wiser of how long a day it was going to turn out to be.

~~ Nick and Sara ~~

Sara stretched and got out of bed. Nick still lay beside her, asleep. Throwing on some clothing, she slipped into her running shoes. She grabbed her keys and went downstairs to check her mail. It was a ritual for her. Before she did anything, she checked her mail. Reaching inside the box downstairs, she cringed at some of the envelopes. She knew that they contained bills. "Why can't VISA just leave me alone for once?" Groaning, she flipped though them one by one. "Bill, bill, bill…" She came across an unmarked envelope. "What's this?" She opened the apartment door and put the bills in their respective slots inside her organizer that she kept by the door. She picked up the unmarked envelope and opened it. She peered in at the contents and the screamed when she saw what it was. "NICK!" She cried, her feet frozen to the spot.

Nick snapped awake as he heard Sara's cry. "Sara?" He threw on his pants and jogged into the living room. "What's wrong?"

"Look inside the envelope." She handed it to him without even looking at him.

Nick stared at the contents. "What the hell? Who?"

"Hank. That's who. He's going after them."

Inside the envelope was a picture of Grissom and Catherine, holding each other; their faces with large red X's across them.

Not everyone knows, but everybody goes to a better place.
Not everybody knows that everyone could be living their last days
But the hard times will come, and we'll keep moving on.
We're moving on.
Keep moving on
Life.
Hope.
Truth.
Trust.
Faith.
Pride.
Love.
Lust.
Pain.
Hate.
Lies.
Guilt.
Laugh.
Cry.
Live.
Die.

"We have to call them. We have to warn them." Sara said frantically. She reached for the phone and dialed Grissom's cellular phone. "Pick up!" She shouted into the receiver.

"Grissom."

"Grissom, it's Sara."

"Sara? Catherine and I just got to the lab, what happened here last night?"

"Long story… Hank came looking for me, and got Greg instead."

"What?"

"Grissom?" Sara said evenly. "You have to listen to me."

"What's going on?"

"Hank is planning on going after you and Catherine to hurt me. Do not let him win. Don't let him hurt you." Her hands were shaking.

"Sara, what do you mean?"

"I mean that he threatened me last night, telling me that he would hurt you guys, and just this morning he left a picture of you two with X's through your face. Grissom, he's more dangerous than people give him credit for."

"I'll tell Catherine and I won't leave her side." Grissom's voice remained eerily calm.

Sara exhaled. "Thank you."

~~ Grissom and Catherine ~~


Grissom frowned as Hank hung up the phone. He had been holding it against his ear while he spoke. "You did well bugman." Han sneered. He looked over at Catherine who was staring at Hank stonily. "What are you looking at?"

"Not much." Catherine spat.

Hank's nostril's flared and he glared at Catherine with more anger in his eyes than she had ever seen him display. He was losing it. "You better keep your mouth shut, slut."

Grissom gasped. "Don't you ever call her that."

"I can call her what I want, bugman. Unless you want to do something about it." Hank said and then he laughed. "Oh that's right. You can't. You're tied up."

"You know, you're not as smart as you think you are Hank."

"Oh? I think I'm pretty smart. I mean, I have you and Grissom tied up like two good little CSI's and Sara's going to be eating out of the palm of my hand pretty soon…"

"Sara is never going to take you back. You know that right?" Catherine said.

"She will, or all of her friends die." Hank said. He walked toward the door. "Have fun kids. Don't do anything I wouldn't do." He laughed as he closed and locked the door behind him.

Some friends become enemies some friends become your family
Make the best with what you're givin
This ain't dying this is livin
Said were movin on and we've got nothin to prove
To anyone
Cause we'll get through
Were movin on and on and on and on and on and on and on....
Keep movin on
Life.
Hope.
Truth.
Trust.
Faith.
Pride.
Love.
Lust.
Pain.
Hate.
Lies.
Guilt.
Laugh.
Cry.
Live.
Die.

~Nick and Sara ~

"Something is wrong Nick." Sara said, closing her phone.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, for someone who cares so immensely about whether or not Catherine is safe or not, Grissom was really calm. Something is wrong. We need to get over to their house. Now."

Nick nodded and they walked to the bedroom to get dressed.

~~ Hank ~~

Those CSI's think they are so smart. Well no one outsmarts me. Sara is going walk right into my trap, hopefully with her little boyfriend with her. She thinks I don't see them holding hands, kissing, sleeping with each other. I'm watching her every move and she doesn't even know it. Hank grinned evilly as he walked toward his car. Soon Sara, soon.

Some friends become enemies some friends become your family
Make the best with what you're givin
This ain't dying! this is livin!

A/N: Song: Movin On By: Good Charlotte. Album: The Young and the Hopeless. Note: This song has nothing to do with the title of fic. It's all coincidence. I stumbled across this song tonight.

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