Title: You Hold Me Together
Disclaimer: I don't own CSI or any of the characters along with it. Please don't sue me! I'm a poor college student.
Ch.4 -- Staying
Although Grissom was happy about Nick showing Brad a rough time, he had to send him home for the day, without pay. Nick just laughed and said okay. He knew it was worth getting to hit that jerk. Now if only Sara would see it the same way. Here he was walking down the hall to her apartment. He inhaled and exhaled before he knocked on the door. He waited for a few minutes, but it seemed forever. Sara opened the door and starred at him with red eyes. They didn't say anything just starred at one another. She stepped back letting him in. He glanced around not meaning to and see empty beer bottles lying on the cabinet. There was almost a dozen, the full bottles were sitting by the refrigerator. He turned back to Sara and she was wiping away tears, "It's not what you think. I swear."
He gave her a compassionate look as he engulfed her in a hug. She began to cry heavily. He rubbed her back softly with one hand and stroked her dark hair with the other. It felt good to hold her. Sara pulled back but not out of Nick's embrace, "I bought them…I was going to drink…but…I couldn't."
She went back to crying and he pulled her tighter, "That's good babe. Remember we beat this."
She shook her head. Nick eased back as he lifted her red swollen face, "Yes, we beat that. You and me. Remember we did it together."
"That's not it Nick..."
He sighed softly, "Then tell me. You know you can tell me anything Sara."
She laid her forehead on his chest and closed her eyes feeling the rhythm of his rising and falling chest, "I'm having a baby."
Nick stopped breathing. He couldn't move. Sara held back the tears when his chest stopped rising and falling. She stepped back out of his arms but moved her gaze to the ground, "I'm sorry."
Nick watched her briskly walk away to bedroom. He barely heard her apology. An apology for what? She didn't do anything. He stood there silent trying to gather his senses, his thoughts of the situation. Sara was pregnant…with Brad's baby…not his. He looked at the bedroom door then back at the front door then back to her bedroom door. What would a man do right now? No, what would he do?
Nick walked to the closed bedroom door and opened it. She was lying on the bed crying. He stepped in and closed the door quietly making his way to her bed. He lay down beside her and whispered softly, "Sara…"
She didn't look at him or say anything. She sniffed a little and wiped away the last of her tears. She turned over to face him and looked into his glazed eyes. She smiled sadly at as he caressed her cheek. She leaned in and kissed him, "You know you don't have to stay….I understand."
Nick put his arm around her and pulled her closer to his body, "I'm staying."
Nick sat in the break room with Warrick and Catherine. They were telling him about their wedding plans. Nick and Sara were supposed to be the Best Man and Maid-of-Honor. Catherine grinned as she looked at the door. Nick turned and smiled as a four year old boy with brown hair ran to him throwing his arms around his leg. Nick bent down and picked him up, "There's my boy…"
Sara appeared shortly after holding their year old son, Michael. She smiled at her husband, "Jimmy just had to see you."
He stepped closer and kissed her on the cheek. He let Jimmy down and he went to Warrick. Nick took Michael and kissed him on the cheek, he giggled as he gave a slobbery kiss back. Sara smiled and laughed as she thought back. Nick had treated Jimmy as if he were his own. Catherine held out her arms to Michael, "Comere' Mikey..."
Nick handed him to her and then put his arm around Sara as he kissed her. She grinned as she looked back at her children. "You know what we're missin'?"
Nick looked at her and shook his head. Sara returned his look with a smile, "A little girl." Nick grinned and gave a deep hearty laugh as he looked down at her stomach. She giggled as he met her eyes. He brought her hand to his lips and kissed it lightly.
The End