Title: Changes Chapter 2
Author: Megan
Summary: Nick's the ass this time around, but why?
Spoilers: Anything up through the season finale of the 3rd season is fair game.
Rating: PG 13 - Just to be safe.
Pairing: Nick/Sara
A/N: This is in response to Emily's "Make Nick an ass" challenge. :-) I did change the title. I just didn't like "What Happened?" Sorry this took so long for me to write. I just couldn't think of a good reason for Nick's attitude. I hope no one takes offense to this. And I only ask that you read the whole story before passing any judgments on me. Thanks for the awesome reviews!!
PREVIOUSLY
Sara took a step back. "Nick?" She asked quietly, but before she could say anything more, Nick turned and stormed out of the lab.
Sara felt a hand on her shoulder. "Sara?" Greg asked. "Are you all right?"
She turned to face him. "I should be asking you the same thing."
Greg just shook his head. "I don't know what happened." As soon as the words left his lips, he turned and went back to work.
Sara walked out of the lab, and went into another lab to get to work trying to find their latest criminal.
Nick slumped down on his couch, beer in hand. He picked up the letter that had been lying on his coffee table since he received it the day before. He took another sip of Beast. He wasn't sure why he had it. Maybe because it was so cheap. Though, he wished he had some Coors or Bud instead.
He slowly pulled the sheet of notebook paper out of the envelope. His hand began to shake as he read through the letter for the fifth time now. He could feel tears of sadness and anger beginning to stream down his cheeks.
Dear Nick,
He had recognized the handwriting right away the first time he read it. It was that of his latest ex, Monica. The 23 year old, college drop-out.
I decided to go back to school. I guess being with you helped me to realize that I could do so much more if I had an education. Don't ask me how, though. You just had your ways of persuasion. There's no easy way to say this, and I knew I couldn't do it face to face, for fear of your reaction.. But I'm going to have an abortion, Nicky. Please don't try to convince me otherwise. I know it's not right, but I just know I wouldn't be able to give this baby a home. And I know you wouldn't either. I also know that if I were to give birth to this baby I wouldn't be able to give it up. And that's not fair to him, or her. Besides that, this baby is the reason we broke up. I can't be constantly reminded of you, and how you reacted to me being pregnant. I have never seen such disgust, fear, and anger in a man's face before. And then when you left without a word..
It's all in the past now, Nicky. I've made my decision. And it's final.
Sincerely, Monica
Nick couldn't breathe. He felt like he had been punched in the chest. Yes, he had been shocked when Monica first told him she was pregnant, and yes, he had run out on her. But he was just so scared. He hated himself for doing this. Monica wasn't on the pill, but Nick always used a condom. He figured it was his fault. Maybe he bought the wrong brand or something.
It's true that Nick wasn't ready to have a kid. And hell, he didn't even love Monica in any way shape or form. She was just a hobby to him. And yes, that sounded really low, but Monica felt the same way about him. Well, that's what he thought. She was so young. And they met at a bar, got drunk, hooked up, and the sex was good, so he stayed with her. That was it. He had no feelings for her.
Nick let the letter fall from his hands. It landed on the floor between the couch, and table. He leaned his head back, and closed his eyes. "What the hell am I supposed to do? I can't let her kill a baby!" He said out loud.
Just then it hit Nick how much of an ass he had been at work earlier.
He was ready to hit Greg when Sara showed up in the lab. Hell, he would have hit Sara, too. He should have never even gone to work. Not after reading something like that letter.
Sara.
Nick thought about calling her.
Sara had been one of his really good friends every since she came from San Francisco to Las Vegas. He had had a lot of good laughs with her. After Warrick, she was probably the person he trusted the most.
In fact, Monica had reminded him a lot of Sara. They both had the same silky brown hair, and deep brown eyes. They were both about 5'8", which was pretty tall for a female, granted Nick only stood 5'10". They were both more stubborn than anyone he ever knew.
Maybe this is the reason he stayed with Monica. She reminded him of someone he knew he could never have. Sara knew about Nick's "player" lifestyle. And Nick knew that she would never go for someone like that. When Sara found out about Hank, she had dumped him on the spot. And who wouldn't? Nick silently cursed Hank for hurting Sara and using her the way he did. If Hank really knew the person Sara was, he would have never done such a terrible thing to her.
Nick decided that he needed to apologize to Sara in person. He couldn't risk losing her friendship. Not now. Not when he needed his friends the most.
He picked the letter up off the floor, and held it in his hand for a moment. Then he slid it back into the envelope, and placed it in his pocket.
Just as he was getting ready to leave, there was a knock at his door.
"Who could that be?" He asked out loud.
He wandered over to the door, and looked through the peep hole. It was Sara. She looked so pissed off.
Nick opened the door, only to have Sara push her way past him. She wasn't going to leave until she got what she came for. And Nick was perfectly OK with that. He knew he deserved whatever he got from her.
Sara spun around to stare him in the eye. "We need to talk Nick!"
"Look, Sara. I was on my way to see -"
"Who? Your latest cheap thrill? Well, I don't care! I have something to say, and I'm going to say it!" She was close to screaming.
Nick slammed the door shut, and walked over to Sara. He was standing only about a foot from her face. "YOU! I was going to see you!" He shoved a finger in her face to make his point.
Sara almost felt bad for storming in on him like this. But then she remembered how he was acting earlier at work. "Whatever, Nick. I don't know what was up with you at work today, but you need to chill! Ever since I came to Las Vegas, I've never even pictured you acting the way you did. We've always been told to leave our personal lives at home, so they didn't get ion the way of our cases. You've even been working at that lab longer than I have. You should know better!" Sara sighed and walked to the door. "I don't even know why I bothered."
Nick dropped onto his couch. Just as Sara was getting ready to open the door and leave he found his voice, which had temporarily left him. "I'm sorry.. Sara, I'm sorry."
TBC
I'm sure some of you really love me for the way I end my chapters, huh? Sorry! R+R, please!
Author: Megan
Summary: Nick's the ass this time around, but why?
Spoilers: Anything up through the season finale of the 3rd season is fair game.
Rating: PG 13 - Just to be safe.
Pairing: Nick/Sara
A/N: This is in response to Emily's "Make Nick an ass" challenge. :-) I did change the title. I just didn't like "What Happened?" Sorry this took so long for me to write. I just couldn't think of a good reason for Nick's attitude. I hope no one takes offense to this. And I only ask that you read the whole story before passing any judgments on me. Thanks for the awesome reviews!!
PREVIOUSLY
Sara took a step back. "Nick?" She asked quietly, but before she could say anything more, Nick turned and stormed out of the lab.
Sara felt a hand on her shoulder. "Sara?" Greg asked. "Are you all right?"
She turned to face him. "I should be asking you the same thing."
Greg just shook his head. "I don't know what happened." As soon as the words left his lips, he turned and went back to work.
Sara walked out of the lab, and went into another lab to get to work trying to find their latest criminal.
Nick slumped down on his couch, beer in hand. He picked up the letter that had been lying on his coffee table since he received it the day before. He took another sip of Beast. He wasn't sure why he had it. Maybe because it was so cheap. Though, he wished he had some Coors or Bud instead.
He slowly pulled the sheet of notebook paper out of the envelope. His hand began to shake as he read through the letter for the fifth time now. He could feel tears of sadness and anger beginning to stream down his cheeks.
Dear Nick,
He had recognized the handwriting right away the first time he read it. It was that of his latest ex, Monica. The 23 year old, college drop-out.
I decided to go back to school. I guess being with you helped me to realize that I could do so much more if I had an education. Don't ask me how, though. You just had your ways of persuasion. There's no easy way to say this, and I knew I couldn't do it face to face, for fear of your reaction.. But I'm going to have an abortion, Nicky. Please don't try to convince me otherwise. I know it's not right, but I just know I wouldn't be able to give this baby a home. And I know you wouldn't either. I also know that if I were to give birth to this baby I wouldn't be able to give it up. And that's not fair to him, or her. Besides that, this baby is the reason we broke up. I can't be constantly reminded of you, and how you reacted to me being pregnant. I have never seen such disgust, fear, and anger in a man's face before. And then when you left without a word..
It's all in the past now, Nicky. I've made my decision. And it's final.
Sincerely, Monica
Nick couldn't breathe. He felt like he had been punched in the chest. Yes, he had been shocked when Monica first told him she was pregnant, and yes, he had run out on her. But he was just so scared. He hated himself for doing this. Monica wasn't on the pill, but Nick always used a condom. He figured it was his fault. Maybe he bought the wrong brand or something.
It's true that Nick wasn't ready to have a kid. And hell, he didn't even love Monica in any way shape or form. She was just a hobby to him. And yes, that sounded really low, but Monica felt the same way about him. Well, that's what he thought. She was so young. And they met at a bar, got drunk, hooked up, and the sex was good, so he stayed with her. That was it. He had no feelings for her.
Nick let the letter fall from his hands. It landed on the floor between the couch, and table. He leaned his head back, and closed his eyes. "What the hell am I supposed to do? I can't let her kill a baby!" He said out loud.
Just then it hit Nick how much of an ass he had been at work earlier.
He was ready to hit Greg when Sara showed up in the lab. Hell, he would have hit Sara, too. He should have never even gone to work. Not after reading something like that letter.
Sara.
Nick thought about calling her.
Sara had been one of his really good friends every since she came from San Francisco to Las Vegas. He had had a lot of good laughs with her. After Warrick, she was probably the person he trusted the most.
In fact, Monica had reminded him a lot of Sara. They both had the same silky brown hair, and deep brown eyes. They were both about 5'8", which was pretty tall for a female, granted Nick only stood 5'10". They were both more stubborn than anyone he ever knew.
Maybe this is the reason he stayed with Monica. She reminded him of someone he knew he could never have. Sara knew about Nick's "player" lifestyle. And Nick knew that she would never go for someone like that. When Sara found out about Hank, she had dumped him on the spot. And who wouldn't? Nick silently cursed Hank for hurting Sara and using her the way he did. If Hank really knew the person Sara was, he would have never done such a terrible thing to her.
Nick decided that he needed to apologize to Sara in person. He couldn't risk losing her friendship. Not now. Not when he needed his friends the most.
He picked the letter up off the floor, and held it in his hand for a moment. Then he slid it back into the envelope, and placed it in his pocket.
Just as he was getting ready to leave, there was a knock at his door.
"Who could that be?" He asked out loud.
He wandered over to the door, and looked through the peep hole. It was Sara. She looked so pissed off.
Nick opened the door, only to have Sara push her way past him. She wasn't going to leave until she got what she came for. And Nick was perfectly OK with that. He knew he deserved whatever he got from her.
Sara spun around to stare him in the eye. "We need to talk Nick!"
"Look, Sara. I was on my way to see -"
"Who? Your latest cheap thrill? Well, I don't care! I have something to say, and I'm going to say it!" She was close to screaming.
Nick slammed the door shut, and walked over to Sara. He was standing only about a foot from her face. "YOU! I was going to see you!" He shoved a finger in her face to make his point.
Sara almost felt bad for storming in on him like this. But then she remembered how he was acting earlier at work. "Whatever, Nick. I don't know what was up with you at work today, but you need to chill! Ever since I came to Las Vegas, I've never even pictured you acting the way you did. We've always been told to leave our personal lives at home, so they didn't get ion the way of our cases. You've even been working at that lab longer than I have. You should know better!" Sara sighed and walked to the door. "I don't even know why I bothered."
Nick dropped onto his couch. Just as Sara was getting ready to open the door and leave he found his voice, which had temporarily left him. "I'm sorry.. Sara, I'm sorry."
TBC
I'm sure some of you really love me for the way I end my chapters, huh? Sorry! R+R, please!