Friends: New & Old

Part 1: CSI

Epilogue

8:51a.m. Monday May 20

Nick's Vehicle

Once the plane from Dallas had landed in Las Vegas, the team had headed straight to the lab. They all had to work that night. They had and fortunately nothing big had come up. After shift was over, Nick had to drive Sara home since he had driven her to the airport last week. Also, truth be told, he wanted to spend as much as time with her as possible.

"Sara," Nick began.

"Yeah, Nicky," She responded.

"I talked with Catherine earlier and we both have tonight off."

"I wonder how that happened."

"I traded nights with her. Anyway, I was wondering if . . . you and I . . . I mean since we haven't gotten around to it yet." Nick paused and began again, "Would you like to have dinner with me tonight, like a real date?"

Sara tried to retrain the smile that threatened to come to her face. She was amused the great Nick Stokes was having trouble asking her out even though they had already agreed that they were dating. "I would love to Nicky."

"Good. Wear something nice, expect to be pampered, and I will pick you up at six thirty."

"Nick, you don't have to go to a lot of trouble."

"I know. I want to though. So don't worry about a thing and I will pick you up at six thirty." By now they had arrived at Sara's apartment and Nick had gone around and opened the door for her then went to the back of the vehicle and gathered her stuff. He followed her up to her apartment and took her things inside. He turned toward Sara and took her in her arms. He looked down at her and saw the huge grin on her face. "What?" He asked.

"You know, I do not think I will complain about going to seminars ever again," She replied leaning up to give him a breath taking kiss.

"Until the next one comes around," Nick responded.

"Funny. But, as long as you go with me, I do not think I will mind one bit."

"Good to hear," He told her. And with that he kissed her again, reminded her when to be ready, and left. He had a lot of thing to do before that night. When saying goodbye, Nick had resisted the urge to tell her he loved her. He had come to that realization while on the plane. He wanted to tell her how he felt even if she did not feel the same way. 'Yet,' He thought, knowing it was only a matter of time. He thought back to what he told her when he got on the plane. Short of marring her, having kids with her, and spending the rest of his life with her, Nick could not imagine things with Sara and his life being any more perfect than it already was.

Author's Note

Well, we are finally done. I am actually surprised that it was done this quickly. Chapters 1-5 were written in less than a week. The other two took three or four months to complete. Part 2 is up so please have a look at that. For the three of you who didn't like the 'review ransom' : I did it only during the first couple of chapters and I did it just so I would know if any body was actually reading it (this being our first story). Also for further info, neither my friend (whom wishes to remain nameless) nor I would ever write a CSI fic that was not in favor of Snickers nor a Walker fic that was not in favor of SAG. - Allyssa

Thank You

We would like to thank Cuddy Cabin, csi3, Freddie, csifan, higerbeingfriendsfan, adpi24, Ash, shadow warrior, Elise, A Snicker, love N/S, Kate, and Nik for reviewing and anybody else I may have skipped and those who reviewed via my e-mail. Thanks even more to those of you who reviewed more than once. A special thanks to Katie, Sandy, and Brittany for your support and tips. I would also like to thank my favorite authors on this site (their names you can find in my bio under the 'Favorite Authors' section) who inspire me every time I read one of their stories.

Disclaimers

I do not own "C.S.I.". They belong to CBS, Jerry Bruckheimer, Anthony Zuiker, etc. I also do not own "Walker, Texas Ranger". "Walker, Texas Ranger" belongs to Christopher Canaan, Leslie Greif, Paul Haggis, etc. (It use to come on CBS but now the reruns are on the USA network.) If you recognize anything, I don't own it.