"Nick, I'm sorry." Warrick intruded on Nick's silence. "Go talk to Sara."
Nick glanced up at Warrick defensively. "I've got a crime scene to finish processing, and besides, she won't talk to me. I tried."
"Make her talk to you." Warrick continued.
Nick raised an eyebrow. "Make Sara do something she doesn't want to, yeah, right."
Warrick chuckled. "My point exactly."
Nick looked at him with a perplexed expression on his face. "What in the hell are you talking about, man?"
Warrick raised an eyebrow. "We both know that no one can make Sara do anything she doesn't want to do."
Nick nodded, not sure where Warrick was going with this. "What's your point, man?"
Warrick chuckled. "She obviously wouldn't have slept with you if she didn't want to."
A faint smile played at Nick's lips. "Warrick, I was there, trust me, I know."
A bemused grin crossed Warrick's face. "All I'm saying is, she might be more receptive to talking to you than you think."
Nick just shook his head. "I still have a crime scene to finish processing."
"I'm staying. Go talk to Sara. Her door's unlocked." Warrick concluded.
Nick let out and audible breath. "You left her door unlocked?" He was clearly annoyed.
Warrick chuckled. "It was either that or stay there. I didn't see her keys anywhere."
A hint of a smile tugged at the corners of Nick's mouth. "Ok, I'll try and talk to her, but if it doesn't work, it's your fault, man."
"I've got a crime scene to work on. See you later." Warrick sauntered off toward Catherine and Nick climbed into his Tahoe and headed towards Sara's apartment.
He sat in her parking lot for a good fifteen minutes before he finally decided to get out and try and talk to her. He nervously walked up the steps to her apartment and knocked softly on the door.
He was surprised when she opened the door so quickly.
She looked like a mess. In spite of that she smiled at him and spoke to him with slurred speech. "Nicky, you came back to love me and leave me." She threw her arms around his neck and began to kiss his throat as she pulled him into her apartment.
Nick closed the door behind them and tried to disentangle himself from her. "Sara, you're drunk."
Sara began to giggle. "Yeah, I drank a lot. It doesn't taste very good though."
"Sara, why did you do this to yourself?" Nick was concerned. He had never seen her like this.
"You were going to leave me for another girl. Had to leave you first." She babbled.
"Damn." Nick shook his head. As much as people teased him about being a ladies man, deep down he really didn't like the reputation. Like most people, he just wanted to find someone to love and someone to love him.
Sara threw her arms around Nick's neck again. "You're overdressed."
"Sara." Nick's tone was firm but gentle. "You need to sleep this off."
"Sleepy." Sara smiled too brightly. "Come with me." She began to pull him toward the couch, but stumbled on the way.
Nick caught her around the waist and ended up just scooping her up and carrying her back to her bedroom. He gently deposited her on the bed.
Sara tried to cling to him, her arms around his neck. "Stay with me, Nicky."
"Sara, that's not a good idea." Nick let out a deep breath and pulled her arms off of his neck.
"Why?" She sat up and put her arms around his waist.
"Because you're going to kill me if I'm here when you wake up." Nick answered under his breath.
"I won't kill you, Nicky, I love you." Sara began to giggle. "Oops, that was a secret."
Nick's resolve gave way and he allowed Sara to pull him into the bed with her as he considered her drunk statement. He was sure that she would indeed kill him when she woke up, but for now, he would just be with her. He hadn't gotten any sleep after the last shift because his thoughts had been consumed with Sara refusing to talk to him and he was exhausted.
Sara curled herself against him and began kissing his neck.
"Sara, sleep." Nick's voice was soft but firm.
Sara giggled and continued kissing his neck and then began to unbutton his shirt.
Nick grabbed her hand and wrapped his other arm around her to still her.
She molded herself against him, nuzzling his neck and finally drifted off to sleep in his arms.
Nick fell asleep a short time later, hoping that she wouldn't be as angry as he thought she would be when she woke up and found him in her bed.
Nick glanced up at Warrick defensively. "I've got a crime scene to finish processing, and besides, she won't talk to me. I tried."
"Make her talk to you." Warrick continued.
Nick raised an eyebrow. "Make Sara do something she doesn't want to, yeah, right."
Warrick chuckled. "My point exactly."
Nick looked at him with a perplexed expression on his face. "What in the hell are you talking about, man?"
Warrick raised an eyebrow. "We both know that no one can make Sara do anything she doesn't want to do."
Nick nodded, not sure where Warrick was going with this. "What's your point, man?"
Warrick chuckled. "She obviously wouldn't have slept with you if she didn't want to."
A faint smile played at Nick's lips. "Warrick, I was there, trust me, I know."
A bemused grin crossed Warrick's face. "All I'm saying is, she might be more receptive to talking to you than you think."
Nick just shook his head. "I still have a crime scene to finish processing."
"I'm staying. Go talk to Sara. Her door's unlocked." Warrick concluded.
Nick let out and audible breath. "You left her door unlocked?" He was clearly annoyed.
Warrick chuckled. "It was either that or stay there. I didn't see her keys anywhere."
A hint of a smile tugged at the corners of Nick's mouth. "Ok, I'll try and talk to her, but if it doesn't work, it's your fault, man."
"I've got a crime scene to work on. See you later." Warrick sauntered off toward Catherine and Nick climbed into his Tahoe and headed towards Sara's apartment.
He sat in her parking lot for a good fifteen minutes before he finally decided to get out and try and talk to her. He nervously walked up the steps to her apartment and knocked softly on the door.
He was surprised when she opened the door so quickly.
She looked like a mess. In spite of that she smiled at him and spoke to him with slurred speech. "Nicky, you came back to love me and leave me." She threw her arms around his neck and began to kiss his throat as she pulled him into her apartment.
Nick closed the door behind them and tried to disentangle himself from her. "Sara, you're drunk."
Sara began to giggle. "Yeah, I drank a lot. It doesn't taste very good though."
"Sara, why did you do this to yourself?" Nick was concerned. He had never seen her like this.
"You were going to leave me for another girl. Had to leave you first." She babbled.
"Damn." Nick shook his head. As much as people teased him about being a ladies man, deep down he really didn't like the reputation. Like most people, he just wanted to find someone to love and someone to love him.
Sara threw her arms around Nick's neck again. "You're overdressed."
"Sara." Nick's tone was firm but gentle. "You need to sleep this off."
"Sleepy." Sara smiled too brightly. "Come with me." She began to pull him toward the couch, but stumbled on the way.
Nick caught her around the waist and ended up just scooping her up and carrying her back to her bedroom. He gently deposited her on the bed.
Sara tried to cling to him, her arms around his neck. "Stay with me, Nicky."
"Sara, that's not a good idea." Nick let out a deep breath and pulled her arms off of his neck.
"Why?" She sat up and put her arms around his waist.
"Because you're going to kill me if I'm here when you wake up." Nick answered under his breath.
"I won't kill you, Nicky, I love you." Sara began to giggle. "Oops, that was a secret."
Nick's resolve gave way and he allowed Sara to pull him into the bed with her as he considered her drunk statement. He was sure that she would indeed kill him when she woke up, but for now, he would just be with her. He hadn't gotten any sleep after the last shift because his thoughts had been consumed with Sara refusing to talk to him and he was exhausted.
Sara curled herself against him and began kissing his neck.
"Sara, sleep." Nick's voice was soft but firm.
Sara giggled and continued kissing his neck and then began to unbutton his shirt.
Nick grabbed her hand and wrapped his other arm around her to still her.
She molded herself against him, nuzzling his neck and finally drifted off to sleep in his arms.
Nick fell asleep a short time later, hoping that she wouldn't be as angry as he thought she would be when she woke up and found him in her bed.