"Are you sure you aren't wearing steel toed shoes?" Nick looked over at Sara as he drove towards Dr. Colby's office for her appointment.

She rolled her eyes. "Ok, so I've never really danced much before."

Nick chuckled. "Really?"

She furrowed her brow. "How is your toe anyway?"

"It'll be fine in a couple of days." Nick teased.

She laughed, rolling her eyes at him and then looked over at him with a soft smile. "Thanks for going with me. We don't have to go back if you don't want to."

Nick smiled at her. "Hey, it wasn't that bad."

Sara laughed. "You are a terrible liar."

He chuckled. "Ok, so swing dancing was pretty much a bust. Can we agree on that?"

She nodded. "Yeah." They were almost to Dr. Colby's office and Sara was starting to feel nervous. She looked out the window and bit her lower lip.

"Hey, Sara." Nick noticed that she'd fallen silent and that she looked worried.

She glanced over. "Huh?"

He smiled. "I'm going to be in there with you the whole time. It's gonna be ok."

She closed her eyes, letting out a deep breath as a smile spread slowly across her face. "Thanks." She opened her eyes. "I'm really glad you're going with me. I don't think I could do this alone."

Nick reached over and gave her hand a squeeze. "That's what friends are for."

"You're a good one." She smiled sincerely. "I'm really lucky to have you for a friend."

Nick tried to fight the pang of guilt that flooded him at that moment. He really didn't feel like he'd been a good friend, but as she had said before, the past was in the past and they couldn't change that. All he could do now was to be the best friend to her that he possibly could. He smiled in return. "I'm lucky to have you for a friend too."

As they pulled into the parking lot of Dr. Colby's office, Nick glanced over at Sara. "You can do this."

She smiled at him, glad that he knew just how difficult this was for her, glad that it was Nick that was going with her. She didn't think anyone else she knew would just be themselves with her the way he had been in the midst of everything that had happened. She also knew that this had to be tough on him. If it had been the other way around, she was sure that she might be falling apart after trying to pull a good friend off of that railing. "Thanks."

They made their way into the waiting room, and as they sat there, Sara started to fidget nervously. Nick reached over and took her hand, holding it securely and smiling at her.

She glanced at him and let out a deep breath. "Sorry."

He shook his head. "No need. I know how nerve wracking this can be."

She squeezed his hand. "I know I keep saying this, but thank you."

The receptionist interrupted their conversation. "Dr. Colby will see you now." She smiled at Sara, trying to put her at ease.

"Thanks, Trina." Nick smiled and stood up, pulling Sara with him as he continued to hold her hand. He turned his attention to her. "Just remember, I'll be with you the whole time, but if you decide you don't want me in there, I'll just come out here and wait for you."

Sara nodded, doubting that she'd ask him to leave, especially after how badly the appointment with Dr. Fonnesbeck had gone. "Ok, let's do it."

As they entered Dr. Colby's office, Sara glanced around at the décor. The muted colors and warm wood tones along with the soft leather furniture created a warm relaxed atmosphere and as she took in Dr. Colby's appearance and demeanor, his relaxed manner immediately put her at ease.

Nick let go of Sara's hand and reached out to shake Dr. Colby's hand. "Hey, Doc, this is my friend Sara."

Dr. Colby had a smattering of gray in his dark brown hair and his build indicated that he had probably played football at some point in his life. He smiled warmly at Sara. "Sara, I'm Richard Colby. You can call me Doc, or whatever makes you comfortable."

Sara shook his hand and smiled tentatively. "Hi."

"You guys want to have a seat?" He gestured towards an overstuffed leather sofa next to an overstuffed leather chair and ottoman. His office seemed more to Sara like someone's living room than a doctor's office.

Sara sat ramrod straight with her hands clasped together in her lap. She glanced over at Nick with her brow furrowed. He simply smiled at her encouragingly. She looked back at Dr. Colby. "Uh, I don't really want to be here."

Dr. Colby laughed. "No one really does." He smiled at Sara. "What can I do to make you feel more at ease?"

Sara's brow furrowed in thought. "I'm not really sure."

"Well why don't you tell me a little bit about yourself and if you have any questions about me, feel free to ask." He leaned forward, elbows on his knees with an expectant expression.

Sara felt panic in the pit of her stomach. She glanced over at Nick and bit her lower lip.

Nick reached over and took her hand. "You want me to give him a little background of why you're here?"

Sara just nodded. "Would you?" The thought of telling anyone what had happened over the last couple of days was a bit overwhelming. Maybe once Dr. Colby had an idea why she was there it would be a little easier to talk to him.

Nick nodded and squeezed her hand. He turned to Dr. Colby and gave a basic outline of what had happened with Sara's DUI and then her subsequent suicide attempt, as well as the conditions of her being able to stay on the job and the fact that she was currently staying with him.

Dr. Colby nodded and smiled at Sara. "Sounds like you've been trying to do it all. It's not easy is it?"

Sara shook her head. "No it's not."

Dr. Colby looked at her with a gentle expression. "Sara, what do you do in your spare time?"

Sara glanced at Nick and raised an eyebrow at him.

He raised his hands and let out a chuckle. "Hey, I didn't say a word, you were sitting right here."

She smirked at him and turned back to Dr. Colby. "I listen to police scanners and read forensic journals."

Before Dr. Colby could respond, Nick interjected. "You paint your nails too."

Sara rolled her eyes and then looked right at Dr. Colby. "People have been telling me as long as I've worked as a CSI that I need to get out more and I need to find an interest outside of law enforcement or I'll burn out. I guess I burnt out."

Dr. Colby shook his head and smiled. "You're here sitting across from me, I don't think you've burnt out yet, but I think that the drinking and your suicide attempt are cries for help. I think you wanted to find something outside of your job, but you weren't sure how."

Sara nodded as she thought about his words.

As the session continued, Sara felt more at ease than she thought she possibly could, and it ended before she realized that an hour had gone by. She left with an assignment to continue trying to find an activity outside of work that she enjoyed and to write down a list of things that she found overwhelming about her life.

As she and Nick approached his Denali, Sara turned to face him. She smiled and reached over to hug him, giving him a kiss on the cheek. "Thanks for doing this with me."

He returned the hug and held her close for a moment, smiling at how well things seemed to have gone with Dr. Colby. "Anytime."