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Also, there's a spoiler for Last Laugh in this chapter. I finally got to watch that episode! Well, about half of it… But I got to see the Bathroom Scenes! YAY!

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"Sara…. Sara?" Warrick looked over at his partner and friend who was staring blankly out of the Tahoe's passenger side window. She didn't respond. "Sara!" He gently shook her shoulder.

She turned her head and slowly to reveal fresh tears. "Sorry" she whispered.

"Sara, you shouldn't be working today. Not when you're like this."

"I have to."

"Well, we're here. Husband found his wife in the bath tub…."

Sara got out of the car, and stood, staring up at the house. "Are you serious?" She asked Warrick who was now standing beside her.

"Uh… Yeah. Why?"

"Nick and I had a case… Same thing… Back in April I think…." She trailed off.

"Sara…" before he could say anything, Sara was already walking up to the front door of the house.

"Hey Sara," Brass greeted her, and then nodded to Warrick as he neared them.

"So, what's up?" Sara asked.

"It feels like Déjà vu… 40 year old woman, Judy Roberts found dead in the bath tub by her 44 year old husband, John Roberts. No towel bar this time." Brass informed them as they entered the house.

They went into the bathroom where David was examining the body. "Hey David" Warrick greeted.

"Hey guys. Hi Sara."

"Hi" Sara bent down to take a closer look at Judy Roberts' lifeless body.

"I'm almost positive this was drowning. No contusions anywhere that I've seen. I'll have to take a better look once I get her back to the lab." David informed them.

"All right, go ahead and take her. Page one of us as soon as you're finished with the autopsy." Warrick said.

About fifteen minutes later, David had left with the body of Judy Roberts, and Brass was getting ready to leave as well. "Do you guys need me to stick around? I was going to take the husband down to the station to question him. I don't wanna make any mistakes again."

"No, go ahead Brass." Warrick said.

Sara was looking around the bathroom to make sure nothing was out of the ordinary, but her mind was definitely somewhere else.

After another hour, Sara was still looking around the bathroom while Warrick had looked around the rest of the house.

Warrick walked into the bathroom, and put his hand on Sara's shoulder. She was staring at the bath tub. "Hey, you ready?"

She didn't answer.

"Sara?"

"I think that's when I realized for the first time that there might be something…." She whispered.

"What?" Warrick asked, confused.

"That case with Shelly Stark…. He really wanted to do it, so I wouldn't get hurt or anything. And I would have, if I didn't have a helmet and elbow guards on…. He even checked to make sure my helmet was on tight… I felt his fingers brush against my chin…." As she said this, she lightly touched her chin, and rubbed her fingers over it a little.

"Sara, you need to talk to him" Warrick said firmly.

"I know."

They stood in silence for a few more minutes until Warrick reached for Sara's hand. "Come on, Sara."

"Yeah." Sara whispered.

They gathered their kits and headed back to the lab.

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"Hey Nick! What are you doing here, man?" Greg was walking past the break room when he spotted his friend sitting at the table by himself, staring off into space. So he decided to go in and talk to him.

Nick didn't respond.

Greg sat down across the table from him. "Nick?" He shook his hand in front of his face.

Nick blinked twice before responding. "Yeah?"

Greg laughed. "What are you doing here?"

"I came to talk to Sara."

Greg wasn't shocked. After his slight conversation with Sara the week before, he was just waiting for them to admit their feelings for each other. Sure he was upset that Sara was probably going to be taken off the market, but at least it would hopefully be by his good friend.

"She left on a case…. Two hours ago." Greg said.

"I know."

"Why are you still here then?"

"Waiting."

"She's the reason you called off the wedding, isn't she?" Greg asked.

"Yeah"

"Does Monica know that?"

"She doesn't care. As long as she doesn't have to take care of the baby."

"The baby? What are you talking about?"

It was then that Nick realized that the only people who know the real reason he was marrying Monica were Sara and Warrick.

"Nick?"

"Monica is pregnant. She was going to have an abortion. So I said I'd marry her. That's why I was so…. Well… pissy."

That's when everything clicked for Greg. "Oh. I get it."

"Yeah"

"And Sara knows about the baby?"

"Yeah. So does Warrick. Sorry I didn't tell you…"

"Hey, don't worry about it. I wouldn't have told me either," Greg said with a laugh.

Nick offered up a weak smile.

"So what happened?"

"The night before I told you guys about my engagement, Sara came over to my house to see what my attitude was for. That's when I told her. She left… But I followed her home." Nick paused to make sure Greg was following him. Then continued. "She was the one who punched me. I guess I scared her and she thought I was going to attack her or something."

"Wow. The girl can hit, too? Amazing." Greg laughed a little, but then nodded for Nick to continue.

"She invited me in. I kissed her, and then she got scared I think. She told me to leave, and then said that I should marry Monica. She said the kiss meant nothing to her, so…. I believed her. Well, not really, but there was nothing I could do."

After a second Greg responded with "So you thought there was no hope for you and Sara so why not marry the mother of your child, whether you loved her not?"

"Basically. I couldn't let her get an abortion."

"So why'd you call off the wedding? What's she going to do now?" Greg wondered.

"I told her I'd take the baby as soon as she gave birth, so she wouldn't have to deal with it. I even told her she didn't have to pay child support. And I don't love her. I can't marry her when I'm in love with Sara." Nick said.

"Okay. I understand everything now. So you're going to have a baby to raise by yourself?"

"Yeah."

"Wait. Is that why you want Sara? So-"

"No! It's not just for help with the baby!" Nick nearly shouted. "I love her so much, man. I'm in love with her. I just need to get her to see that. I'll wait as long as I have to."

Greg put up his hands in defense. "Okay! Okay, I believe you. Just makin' sure. 'Cause if you were only using Sara…."

"Never."

That one word spoke volumes and silenced Greg.

"Sorry. I didn't mean…." Nick started.

"Hey, it's all good. I understand." Greg offered.

They sat in silence for a few more minutes until a voice at the door caught their attention. "Greg, we need you to run this water and make sure it's just water."

Both men looked up to see Warrick standing in the door with a little container of water in his hand.

"Nick, what are you still doing here?" Warrick asked as Greg took the water from him, and headed for his lab.

"Waiting for Sara."

"You never left?"

"Nope."

"Hey Warrick, did you find Greg…..?" Sara's voice faded to a whisper when she came upon the break room and saw Nick still sitting where he was when she left more than two hours prior.

"Sara." Nick breathed. He stood up, but didn't move towards her.

"I'm gonna go see if Greg's found anything…. I'll see ya" Warrick said backing out of the room.

"Warrick… Wait…" Sara started only to be silenced by him.

"Sara, talk to him," Warrick whispered before turning around and leaving his two friends.

Sara stood with her back to Nick, staring out the door. She hung her head.

Nick just looked at her without saying anything.

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TBC

How's that for a horrible ending to a chapter? LoL Well, I'm sorry, but I have to get to packing before I move tomorrow, but I wanted to give you all something. I don't know when I'll get a chance to write the next chapter. I move out tomorrow, and then have band for almost 10 hours everyday from Tuesday through Sunday. I will try to write a bit on my breaks, but I can't promise anything. Marching Band really makes a person tired. Especially when it's pushin' 90 degrees outside. Please don't hate me! I promise I won't abandon this story!

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