A/N:

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Space-Case7029: yeah the watch thing will be coming up in a few chapters.

Chapter Two: Magic Kingdom

"How long is this line?" Nick muttered. It was hot, very hot day at the Magic Kingdom the next day when Nick and Sara went to the amusement park.

"20 minutes." Sara replied.

"No way. It's like 100 degrees out. Come on. Next ride." Nick said, taking Sara's hand and tried pulling her away but Sara stayed planted to the ground.

"Oh stop being a baby. We live in Las Vegas! We're used to this!" Sara exclaimed.

"Not this hot. Baby, please! I'm thirsty. If I die of dehydration you'll pay!" Nick exclaimed.

"You were the one who wanted to go on Dumbo the Flying Elephant!" Sara exclaimed. "We're staying in line."

"I did not!"

"Yes you did. Just stay in line." Sara said. They stayed in line and there was silence for a few minutes.

"I'm hot." Nick complained. "I can feel my clothes sticking to me."

"Then take your shirt off." Sara joked.

"Good idea." Nick said and pulled his shirt over his head. A teenage girl standing in front of them stared at him.

"I was joking." Sara muttered, glaring at the girl.

"Well it's too hot to put it back on." Nick replied. The girl whispered something to her friend, who was staring as well. Sara heard her say,

"He's even hotter."

Obviously Nick heard it as well because he smirked.

"Sara what do you think?" he asked.

"Think about what?" she replied.

"My gorgeous body." Nick smirked.

"It's just gorgeous honey." Sara said, loudly. The two girls turned away and Sara rolled her eyes.

"Jealous?" Nick asked, wrapping an arm around her.

"No. I just don't like people staring at my husband's body. Only I'm allowed to do that." Sara replied. "Look it's our turn."

"Put your shirt back on." Sara groaned.

"What? Why? I'm hot." Nick exclaimed.

"You sure are." A blond walking by said.

"Thank you." Nick muttered and the blond smirked at him as she walked away.

"That is why I want you to put your shirt back on. Young girls ogle at you." Sara said, throwing his shirt at him. Nick stared at it for a few seconds but quickly put it on after he caught a very old woman staring at him.

"And old women." He added.

"And you should take it off." A voice said. Nick swerved around and saw Tara standing behind him, alone.

"Tara." Sara said.

"Oh hi Sara. Anyway Nick you should leave that shirt off. It can get really hot down here." Tara said.

"Where are Dave and Brandon?" Nick asked, leaving his shirt on.

"I lost them in the crowd. I was hoping someone could help me find them." Tara replied, looking at Nick.

"Go find them yourself." Sara snapped, taking Nick's hand.

"That's exactly why you lost Dave. You kept him on a leash. He got sick and tired of it. That's why he came crawling to me. I'm more fun. I'd be careful if I were you Sara. It seems it's starting over again. This time it's Nick." Tara said.

"There you are Tara. You were over there a minute ago." Dave said, walking over to them pushing Brandon in a stroller.

"I thought you said you lost them in the crowd." Sara said.

"I did. He found me. Thanks anyway Nick for trying to help. Think about what I said Sara." Tara replied, taking Dave by the arm and leading him away.

"Come on." Nick said, wrapping an arm around Sara, sitting her down on a bench.

"Why? Why do we have to run into them all the time?" she wondered. "God must hate me for some reason. This is my punishment."

"Stop that. Was she serious about you keeping Dave on a leash?" Nick asked.

"No. Most of the time he was never even near me. Do I keep a leash on you?" Sara replied.

"No. Do you think she was hitting on me?" Nick said.

"Yes. She was always doing that when we were at school. She was a cheerleader-type, flirting, and everything else and I see she hasn't changed." Sara said. "You wouldn't leave me right?"

"Never." Nick replied, kissing her. Someone tapped him on the shoulder and he sighed as he pulled away from Sara. He turned around and was face to face with a big mouse.

"Hey Mickey." Sara smiled. Mickey held his arms out, waiting for a hug and Sara gave it to him. Nick rolled his eyes and then glared at the mouse when he saw the hands of whoever was in the Mickey suit travel down from Sara's back to her behind.

"Hey. Cut it out." Nick growled, pulling Sara away from Mickey. She glared at the mouse too and they walked away.

"What is up with people now a days?" Nick wondered.

"I don't know." Sara replied. "What ride do you want to go on now?"

"Pirates of the Caribbean." Nick said, his eyes lighting up upon seeing the attraction. He ran to the entrance, Sara behind him, trying to keep up.

"Nick! Nick slow down!" she yelled. Finally he stopped and Sara, still running, ran into his back and ended up landing on the ground.

"My butt." She groaned. "Don't stop short like that."

"Sorry." Nick said, helping Sara up. "This is the best ride ever. Even the movie was awesome."

"Yeah." Sara muttered, rubbing her behind.

"At least this ride is inside and it's air conditioned." Nick smirked. When Sara didn't say anything the smirk faded. "You ok?"

"Yes. My butt just hurts now." She replied.

"What else is bothering you?" Nick asked.

"Tara."

"Why?"

"She hit on you and told me I keep you on a leash. Why do you think?"

"Well I would never go to her if I ever got bored with you. I'd never go to anyone cause I can't get bored of you." Nick said. "Now let's go on the ride."

"Isn't this beautiful?" Sara asked, looking at the fireworks.

"Yeah you are." Nick replied, wrapping his arms around her.

"I was talking about the fireworks but ok. Thanks." Sara said. "It was just what I needed to cheer up my day."

"Well you see that's my job as a husband. To keep you happy and cheerful." Nick said. Sara turned in his arms.

"What's part of my job as your wife?" she asked.

"Same." Nick replied, leaning down to kiss her when his phone went off.

"Stokes."

"Hey it's Catherine. Did you like those fish?"

"Are they dead?"

"Possibly. Did you like them?"

"Answer the question Catherine."

"Yes they are. One's missing so I figured the other ate him and died from indigestion. Did you like them?"

"I only had them a week. I gotta go. Don't bug me for stupid stuff like this." Nick said, hanging up his phone. He rolled his eyes and kissed Sara.

"What'd Catherine want?" She asked.

"One of the fish is missing and the other's dead. She thinks the one that's dead ate the one that's missing and died from indigestion." Nick replied.

"Oh. They lived what? A week?" Sara said.

"Yeah. Oh well. When we get home we should buy a dog."

"A dog?"

"What's wrong with a dog?" Nick asked.

"Honey it's a lot of work. And we don't have time for a dog." Sara replied. "But if you want one I'm all for it."

"Good. We're getting one." Nick said, smiling. "And his name shall be..."

"And his name shall be?" Sara repeated, looking at him.

"Any suggestions?"

"His name shall be any suggestions?" Sara asked.

"For a CSI you, don't take this the wrong way, don't have any common sense." Nick replied.

"I know what you were talking about but thanks for the compliment. What about the traditional Fido?" Sara said.

"What an imagination you have." Nick smirked.

"Thanks again. You got any ideas?"

"Yes I do. Blue. You know like Blue's Clues?" Nick said.

"Stop watching baby cartoons in the morning." Sara sighed. "We'll talk about this later."