I woke up in a good mood. As I made my way into the kitchen for a cup of
coffee, I noticed that the door to Nick's bedroom was still closed. I knew
he didn't go to bed when I did, but I wasn't exactly sure how late he
stayed up. Things felt a little different between us last night. Not in a
bad way mind you; just different. I'm not sure I could really define it,
and at the moment I didn't want to. I took a sip of my coffee and a smile
spread across my face as I leaned back against the counter. An idea formed
in my mind and I laughed at what I expected the look on Nick's face to be
when I told him what we were going to do today. I set my half drank cup of
coffee on the counter and headed to the bathroom to take a shower and get
ready for the day.
Upon emerging, his door was still closed. I smiled. Poor Nick. I must
have tired him out. I quickly dressed in a pair of shorts and the tie dyed
Harley T-shirt Nick bought me. I smiled at the thought. I couldn't
believe he bought me the shirt. It was really very sweet. I chuckled. My
hair was already drying into its naturally curly state and I decided to let
it do just that. I knocked on Nick's door and didn't get a response. I
slowly cracked the door open and poked my head in. "Nick." My whisper
didn't get much of a response. He just shifted his weight in the bed. I
resisted a giggle. "Nick." My voice was a little louder this time.
A sleepy Nick lying on his stomach turned his head toward the door and slowly opened his eyes. "Hey, Sar."
I smiled at him. "You have to get up."
He chuckled at me. "Why?" He looked somewhat amused at me waking him up.
I giggled. "I've got plans for us today."
He let out a yawn and slowly propped himself up. His hair was mussed up and his T-shirt looked rumpled. Damn he was attractive first thing in the morning. He raised an eyebrow at me. "And just what do you have planned today, Ms. Sidle."
I feigned an innocent expression. "You'll just have to get up and find out." I started to close the door, but cracked it open again. "Oh, and wear your Harley T-shirt." I closed the door.
Nick emerged a few minutes later in his rumpled T-shirt and boxers in search of coffee. I grinned at him as I sipped my coffee. He leaned against the counter and looked me over suspiciously. He chuckled when he realized that I was wearing the T-shirt that he'd bought me the day before. "So, you want us to dress alike today." It wasn't a question, just an amused statement of observation.
I raised an eyebrow at him and smiled. "It'll be easier to keep track of each other if we're wearing the same shirt."
Nick let out a laugh. "I don't think I could fit into your shirt with you Sara. I think I'll just wear the one I have that matches that."
I swear my face must have turned 43 different shades of red. I'm not sure if there are 43 different shades of red, but if there were; my face would have displayed them all. The thought of Nick and me in the same shirt. Well, let's just say the idea had its appeal, but I wasn't about to tell him that.
He looked at me curiously. "So, where are we going?"
I crossed my arms in front of my body. I'm sure I had a smug smile on my face. "Disneyland."
Nick let out a chuckle. "Disneyland?"
I nodded. "Have you ever been?"
Nick looked a bit sheepish. "Actually, no."
I laughed. "You've never been to Disneyland?" With all of his nieces and nephews it surprised me that he'd never been to Disneyland at least once in his life.
He shook his head. "Sara, I'm the youngest of seven. My parents never wanted to drive all the way to California just to go to an amusement park when Six Flags was really close."
I smirked at him. "Ok, I guess you'll just have to get the first timer's special tour then."
He raised an eyebrow. "Why do I get the feeling that I'm not going to like this?"
I laughed. "Nick, its Disneyland. You'll have fun. There are just a few things that you'll have to do though since you've never been. I mean everyone needs their picture taken with Mickey Mouse for example."
Nick chuckled. "Ok, Sara." He finished his cup of coffee and went to take a shower. When he emerged, he wore his tie dyed Harley T-shirt and a pair of longish shorts.
The thought crossed my mind momentarily that all we needed was a minivan, a couple of rented kids, and a golden retriever and we'd look like the average American family. Ok, so I tried to banish the thought as soon as it entered. We were a couple of crime scene investigators from Vegas driving department issued Tahoes on personal vacation.
I drove us to Anaheim and took the exit off the left side of I-5 to Disneyland. I was glad for the express exit; it took you right into the parking garage complex. Once we'd paid the $7 parking fee, I found a parking spot and we got out of the Tahoe. We took the trolley to the entrance of the park and contemplated for a little while if we wanted to go into both Disneyland and California Adventure. In the end, we decided to just go into Disneyland since Nick had never been there.
It was 10:00am, the park's opening time, and it was already a bit crowded for a week day. Nick took my hand before we became separated and I smiled at the gesture. As we walked around the park, I stopped and bought a disposable camera. Every time we saw a character, I made Nick get his picture taken. Of course, he only let me do that once, after that, he made sure I was in the picture with him. By the time we got to Toon Town and waited in line for a picture with Mickey, we were ready for a little break. We decided to find something to eat after we had our picture.
We wandered around and found a place to eat. Nick was smiling like a kid in a candy store. "So, are you having a good time?"
He laughed. "Sara, this was a great idea. I'm going to have to bring all my nieces and nephews now. Or maybe just one of my favorite CSIs."
I chuckled. "Yeah, I think Warrick would like Disneyland, but I think he's been here before."
Nick laughed. He knew that I knew that he meant me.
I didn't want our conversation to get serious this early in the day. We were there to have fun, and I wanted to have fun. I raised an eyebrow at him. "Ok, we need to go to the Autotopia so you can get a driver's license. If you pass I might even let you drive back to Malibu."
He chuckled at me. We finished our lunch and headed over to see how Nick's driving skills were. Funny thing, they pass everyone who drives the course. I guess I'll have to let him drive back to Malibu.
Nick had the biggest grin on his face as he contemplated Space Mountain. "Hey, we have to do that!"
I laughed and just grabbed his hand, pulling him toward the line. Neither of us released our hold on the other as we waited in line. In fact I could have sworn that Nick caressed the back of my hand with his thumb, but I wasn't completely sure. Finally, we were able to go on the ride. As luck would have it, we were seated in the front of one of the cars. What a great ride. We decided that we wanted to buy the picture at the end of the ride. It was great. We both looked like we were having the time of our lives.
The day went far too fast. Before we left though, I made Nick go into one of the hat shops. No one can go to Disneyland and not get a set of mouse ears with their name embroidered on it. Of course, Nick made me get one too. We had one last picture of us taken in front of Cinderella's Castle in our matching shirts and mouse ears before the electric light parade. Too soon it was time to head home. Home. Wow, I'd begun to think of the house in Malibu as home with Nick.
I think I need to admit it to myself, I think I might be falling for Nick.
We walked to the Tahoe hand in hand. Nick smiled at me as he opened the door for me. We didn't talk much on the way back to Malibu, in fact I fell asleep. When we arrived back at the house, Nick woke me up. I leaned on him as we made our way to the door. It was pretty late.
As we entered the house, Nick turned and smiled at me. "Sara, that was a lot of fun today. Thanks for making me go."
I glanced at him and realized that he was still wearing his mouse ears. I started laughing and pointed at him. "You still have your ears on."
He chuckled at me. "You do too."
We dissolved into laughter and collapsed on the couch, neither of us making a move to take our ears off. As our laughter subsided we realized simultaneously, I think, that I was leaning up against him, my hands splayed out against his chest. I looked at him and a serious expression crossed his face. Our eyes sort of locked and suddenly, all I wanted to do was kiss Nick Stokes. I felt Nick's arms tighten around me, and he had a look on his face that I had never seen before. I think it must have been the same expression that I had on mine, because before I knew it, Nick had leaned down and kissed me softly.
A sleepy Nick lying on his stomach turned his head toward the door and slowly opened his eyes. "Hey, Sar."
I smiled at him. "You have to get up."
He chuckled at me. "Why?" He looked somewhat amused at me waking him up.
I giggled. "I've got plans for us today."
He let out a yawn and slowly propped himself up. His hair was mussed up and his T-shirt looked rumpled. Damn he was attractive first thing in the morning. He raised an eyebrow at me. "And just what do you have planned today, Ms. Sidle."
I feigned an innocent expression. "You'll just have to get up and find out." I started to close the door, but cracked it open again. "Oh, and wear your Harley T-shirt." I closed the door.
Nick emerged a few minutes later in his rumpled T-shirt and boxers in search of coffee. I grinned at him as I sipped my coffee. He leaned against the counter and looked me over suspiciously. He chuckled when he realized that I was wearing the T-shirt that he'd bought me the day before. "So, you want us to dress alike today." It wasn't a question, just an amused statement of observation.
I raised an eyebrow at him and smiled. "It'll be easier to keep track of each other if we're wearing the same shirt."
Nick let out a laugh. "I don't think I could fit into your shirt with you Sara. I think I'll just wear the one I have that matches that."
I swear my face must have turned 43 different shades of red. I'm not sure if there are 43 different shades of red, but if there were; my face would have displayed them all. The thought of Nick and me in the same shirt. Well, let's just say the idea had its appeal, but I wasn't about to tell him that.
He looked at me curiously. "So, where are we going?"
I crossed my arms in front of my body. I'm sure I had a smug smile on my face. "Disneyland."
Nick let out a chuckle. "Disneyland?"
I nodded. "Have you ever been?"
Nick looked a bit sheepish. "Actually, no."
I laughed. "You've never been to Disneyland?" With all of his nieces and nephews it surprised me that he'd never been to Disneyland at least once in his life.
He shook his head. "Sara, I'm the youngest of seven. My parents never wanted to drive all the way to California just to go to an amusement park when Six Flags was really close."
I smirked at him. "Ok, I guess you'll just have to get the first timer's special tour then."
He raised an eyebrow. "Why do I get the feeling that I'm not going to like this?"
I laughed. "Nick, its Disneyland. You'll have fun. There are just a few things that you'll have to do though since you've never been. I mean everyone needs their picture taken with Mickey Mouse for example."
Nick chuckled. "Ok, Sara." He finished his cup of coffee and went to take a shower. When he emerged, he wore his tie dyed Harley T-shirt and a pair of longish shorts.
The thought crossed my mind momentarily that all we needed was a minivan, a couple of rented kids, and a golden retriever and we'd look like the average American family. Ok, so I tried to banish the thought as soon as it entered. We were a couple of crime scene investigators from Vegas driving department issued Tahoes on personal vacation.
I drove us to Anaheim and took the exit off the left side of I-5 to Disneyland. I was glad for the express exit; it took you right into the parking garage complex. Once we'd paid the $7 parking fee, I found a parking spot and we got out of the Tahoe. We took the trolley to the entrance of the park and contemplated for a little while if we wanted to go into both Disneyland and California Adventure. In the end, we decided to just go into Disneyland since Nick had never been there.
It was 10:00am, the park's opening time, and it was already a bit crowded for a week day. Nick took my hand before we became separated and I smiled at the gesture. As we walked around the park, I stopped and bought a disposable camera. Every time we saw a character, I made Nick get his picture taken. Of course, he only let me do that once, after that, he made sure I was in the picture with him. By the time we got to Toon Town and waited in line for a picture with Mickey, we were ready for a little break. We decided to find something to eat after we had our picture.
We wandered around and found a place to eat. Nick was smiling like a kid in a candy store. "So, are you having a good time?"
He laughed. "Sara, this was a great idea. I'm going to have to bring all my nieces and nephews now. Or maybe just one of my favorite CSIs."
I chuckled. "Yeah, I think Warrick would like Disneyland, but I think he's been here before."
Nick laughed. He knew that I knew that he meant me.
I didn't want our conversation to get serious this early in the day. We were there to have fun, and I wanted to have fun. I raised an eyebrow at him. "Ok, we need to go to the Autotopia so you can get a driver's license. If you pass I might even let you drive back to Malibu."
He chuckled at me. We finished our lunch and headed over to see how Nick's driving skills were. Funny thing, they pass everyone who drives the course. I guess I'll have to let him drive back to Malibu.
Nick had the biggest grin on his face as he contemplated Space Mountain. "Hey, we have to do that!"
I laughed and just grabbed his hand, pulling him toward the line. Neither of us released our hold on the other as we waited in line. In fact I could have sworn that Nick caressed the back of my hand with his thumb, but I wasn't completely sure. Finally, we were able to go on the ride. As luck would have it, we were seated in the front of one of the cars. What a great ride. We decided that we wanted to buy the picture at the end of the ride. It was great. We both looked like we were having the time of our lives.
The day went far too fast. Before we left though, I made Nick go into one of the hat shops. No one can go to Disneyland and not get a set of mouse ears with their name embroidered on it. Of course, Nick made me get one too. We had one last picture of us taken in front of Cinderella's Castle in our matching shirts and mouse ears before the electric light parade. Too soon it was time to head home. Home. Wow, I'd begun to think of the house in Malibu as home with Nick.
I think I need to admit it to myself, I think I might be falling for Nick.
We walked to the Tahoe hand in hand. Nick smiled at me as he opened the door for me. We didn't talk much on the way back to Malibu, in fact I fell asleep. When we arrived back at the house, Nick woke me up. I leaned on him as we made our way to the door. It was pretty late.
As we entered the house, Nick turned and smiled at me. "Sara, that was a lot of fun today. Thanks for making me go."
I glanced at him and realized that he was still wearing his mouse ears. I started laughing and pointed at him. "You still have your ears on."
He chuckled at me. "You do too."
We dissolved into laughter and collapsed on the couch, neither of us making a move to take our ears off. As our laughter subsided we realized simultaneously, I think, that I was leaning up against him, my hands splayed out against his chest. I looked at him and a serious expression crossed his face. Our eyes sort of locked and suddenly, all I wanted to do was kiss Nick Stokes. I felt Nick's arms tighten around me, and he had a look on his face that I had never seen before. I think it must have been the same expression that I had on mine, because before I knew it, Nick had leaned down and kissed me softly.
