Disclaimer: Not mine, never has been, never will be.
A/N: Something I wrote last week and didn't want to post and then decided against this today and posted it anyway. Nick's POV.
Pairing: N/S
Sometimes things are just the way they are
How did it go?
"If you love someone you need to set them free and when you truly are meant for each other they will return to you."
He knew it was something like that. He had never been the intellectual one, which didn't mean he was a lesser CSI. He was just more into the technical aspects of criminalistics, the practical part instead of the theoretical.
He was scared to death to let go of her, so he kept clinging to her, suffocating her, wondering when she would have enough and leave him.
They were quite the pair, because he knew she was playing the same waiting game, wondering when he would leave her for totally different reasons, which were somehow still the same as his when you thought about them long and hard, which he found himself doing more and more these days.
They were living underneath a dark cloud constantly waiting for the rain to start pouring down, washing away the fragile construction, which was their relationship.
It was tiring to live like this, it was draining all his energy. He knew he had something he wasn't supposed to have. He was given something, something he should have turned away instantly when it was first offered to him, but he had allowed himself to try it once. To get to know it just this one time and then it had become impossible to turn it away. It had become his addiction and each time he needed more to satisfy his craving and each time he felt guiltier. It was starting to consume him, slowly but surely, but he wasn't going to give her up, never that, because he had seen what would happen if you did that.
How did it go again?
"You don't know what you have until it's gone?"
END