another short one.... but please bear with me. the end is near and probably a sequel again.
i'll be cooking up a law&order:SVU story after this. can i have some suggestions? :)
The love I lost is found
So let the rain come down
The group was immersed into the topic of the speaker right away but slowly slipped off by the middle. Sara decided to go into one of the rooms reserved for some of the participants. She took the one for the Las Vegas PD. She collapsed onto the bed and sighed, "How in the word am I going to tell him?"
Then, "Tell whom what?" a voice said. Nick.
She shot up and raced her breathing to normal. "Nick, I… it's nothing." She looked at him intently and saw that the yearning was reflected back to her. No more words were exchanged after that.
An hour later, they could still hear the speaker talking. Nick and Sara lay on the bed silently listening to each other's breathing. The room was dark, only enough to let them see their faces. Clothing was scattered on the carpeted floor and their legs were tangled in the blankets. Nick, as always was the first to break the ice. "Do you regret this?" What a first question. Sara just shook her head. "It's been a while, I know. Did I hurt you?" Again, no. "I'm sorry I didn't use any protection."
"Just like the last time," she said to herself. "Don't worry about it," she said out loud. Nick kissed her shoulders and sniffed her hair. His hands traveled from her bosom to her navel and stopped when he felt a slight bump on the usually smooth skin. Sara tensed and held her breath. "This is it, Sara. This is it. Get yourself ready."
Nick's lips did not stop their work on her neck and his fingertips continued to trace the interruption. It extended across her abdomen, below the navel and just above the junction of her thighs. Then it dawned to him, this is a scar. His lips stopped and he tensed. The only parts of him that feels are his fingers.
"God help me," she thought as Nick turned her over to face him.
"Sara, is this a scar? What happened to you?" he frantically asked. He felt very worried. Did something happen to her? "Where did this come from?" She was not look at him. "Sara, honey. Look at me and answer me. Where did you get this scar?" It was a bikini cut scar… a type of C-section cut where the woman can still wear bikini bottoms after CS birth.
Sara fought back a sob and choked out, "You won't find answers here, Nick. Come… let's get dressed and get out of here."
"To where?"
"To my place. I have something to show you." Or someone. It's now or never. Sara chose… NOW. The couple managed to slip out of the hall after making the room in order. Of course, if you use ALS, it's not untouched. Nick notified Warrick while Hannah got Sara's call. They all understood and wished her the best.
She drove them to her house. It was fairly late… 1030pm and her twins are already asleep. Sara's mother was still awake waiting for her. She led them to the porch and unlocked the door. "Hey mom."
"Oh Sara…" Mrs. Sidle started then faltered, "…Nick. Hi." She eyed him weirdly and then to Sara. She had told her mother about her situation but still was kind of mad at Nick at some point. "Long time no see."
"Good evening, Mrs. Sidle," he politely answered noting her expression.
"Uh… mom, they asleep?" Sara asked her voice lowered. Nick caught her change of tone and choice of words but said nothing. Her mom nodded.
"I'll be sleeping, okay?" Mrs. Sidle stuttered. "Nice to see you again, Nick. Good night." Then she sped up the stairs.
Nick took note of the place. Dainty, neat, cozy and simple. Very Sara-like. She took his hand and he observed that it was cold and shaking. She led him up that stairs past the living room. But before they went up, something caught his eye… two Reptar dolls similar to what Catherine bought with him a few months back. They walked silently through the hallways to a door to Sara's room.
Once they sat down on her bed, she kissed him on the lips. "For whatever you'll be hearing and seeing now, promise me that you'll let me finish before you blast my head off, okay?"
"Sara, why would I do that?" he asked as she turned away to pull out some photo albums.
"Just promise me," she shot back. "I'm sorry to bite you off like that but this is important that you know, Nick. Please."
"Yes. I promise to let you finish." She returned with 3 large photo albums. One pink, one blue and one red checkered. She held his hand and snuggled close to him. He wrapped an arm around her shoulders.
"Yes, Sara. Step five: open the photo album and let him figure it out," she said to herself. "Nick, the last three years… since I left Las Vegas… I've been very busy. Not just from work but with something else. With me so far?" He nodded in acceptance. Her knuckles were turning white from gripping the front flap of the album so tight. "Nick, I... I've been…" then she opened Pandora's Box.
i'll be cooking up a law&order:SVU story after this. can i have some suggestions? :)
The love I lost is found
So let the rain come down
The group was immersed into the topic of the speaker right away but slowly slipped off by the middle. Sara decided to go into one of the rooms reserved for some of the participants. She took the one for the Las Vegas PD. She collapsed onto the bed and sighed, "How in the word am I going to tell him?"
Then, "Tell whom what?" a voice said. Nick.
She shot up and raced her breathing to normal. "Nick, I… it's nothing." She looked at him intently and saw that the yearning was reflected back to her. No more words were exchanged after that.
An hour later, they could still hear the speaker talking. Nick and Sara lay on the bed silently listening to each other's breathing. The room was dark, only enough to let them see their faces. Clothing was scattered on the carpeted floor and their legs were tangled in the blankets. Nick, as always was the first to break the ice. "Do you regret this?" What a first question. Sara just shook her head. "It's been a while, I know. Did I hurt you?" Again, no. "I'm sorry I didn't use any protection."
"Just like the last time," she said to herself. "Don't worry about it," she said out loud. Nick kissed her shoulders and sniffed her hair. His hands traveled from her bosom to her navel and stopped when he felt a slight bump on the usually smooth skin. Sara tensed and held her breath. "This is it, Sara. This is it. Get yourself ready."
Nick's lips did not stop their work on her neck and his fingertips continued to trace the interruption. It extended across her abdomen, below the navel and just above the junction of her thighs. Then it dawned to him, this is a scar. His lips stopped and he tensed. The only parts of him that feels are his fingers.
"God help me," she thought as Nick turned her over to face him.
"Sara, is this a scar? What happened to you?" he frantically asked. He felt very worried. Did something happen to her? "Where did this come from?" She was not look at him. "Sara, honey. Look at me and answer me. Where did you get this scar?" It was a bikini cut scar… a type of C-section cut where the woman can still wear bikini bottoms after CS birth.
Sara fought back a sob and choked out, "You won't find answers here, Nick. Come… let's get dressed and get out of here."
"To where?"
"To my place. I have something to show you." Or someone. It's now or never. Sara chose… NOW. The couple managed to slip out of the hall after making the room in order. Of course, if you use ALS, it's not untouched. Nick notified Warrick while Hannah got Sara's call. They all understood and wished her the best.
She drove them to her house. It was fairly late… 1030pm and her twins are already asleep. Sara's mother was still awake waiting for her. She led them to the porch and unlocked the door. "Hey mom."
"Oh Sara…" Mrs. Sidle started then faltered, "…Nick. Hi." She eyed him weirdly and then to Sara. She had told her mother about her situation but still was kind of mad at Nick at some point. "Long time no see."
"Good evening, Mrs. Sidle," he politely answered noting her expression.
"Uh… mom, they asleep?" Sara asked her voice lowered. Nick caught her change of tone and choice of words but said nothing. Her mom nodded.
"I'll be sleeping, okay?" Mrs. Sidle stuttered. "Nice to see you again, Nick. Good night." Then she sped up the stairs.
Nick took note of the place. Dainty, neat, cozy and simple. Very Sara-like. She took his hand and he observed that it was cold and shaking. She led him up that stairs past the living room. But before they went up, something caught his eye… two Reptar dolls similar to what Catherine bought with him a few months back. They walked silently through the hallways to a door to Sara's room.
Once they sat down on her bed, she kissed him on the lips. "For whatever you'll be hearing and seeing now, promise me that you'll let me finish before you blast my head off, okay?"
"Sara, why would I do that?" he asked as she turned away to pull out some photo albums.
"Just promise me," she shot back. "I'm sorry to bite you off like that but this is important that you know, Nick. Please."
"Yes. I promise to let you finish." She returned with 3 large photo albums. One pink, one blue and one red checkered. She held his hand and snuggled close to him. He wrapped an arm around her shoulders.
"Yes, Sara. Step five: open the photo album and let him figure it out," she said to herself. "Nick, the last three years… since I left Las Vegas… I've been very busy. Not just from work but with something else. With me so far?" He nodded in acceptance. Her knuckles were turning white from gripping the front flap of the album so tight. "Nick, I... I've been…" then she opened Pandora's Box.