Spooky Highschool

Summary: I'M BACK! The team had been set up, now trapped in an old highschool with a murderer on loose. What will happen to our fav team?

Disclaimer: OH! An interview squeals. Nope, I dun own 'em.. ahh, no profit. Really, none at all. Would you stop askin' me such depressing Qs?! I'm outta here!

AN: Yes, YES! can you believe it?! I'm back oO OMG, I can't believe it's been more than a YEAR! Sheesh, am I that lazy. I'm so sorry, but there've been lotta stuff going on in my life. Yours truly is now an exchange student in the USA! Sweet, I know! The other night I was flipping the channels, and there they were! My lovely, lovely guys... and I remembered this ficcy. takes a deep breath to ready herself This time I'm planning on finishing it, once and for all! Wanna support me? .-

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Chapter Four: It's Not That Easy

He tried hard not to breathe, tried to make that loud noise as he drew air into his lungs through his nostrils and most of all, tried to will his body to be satisfied with the small amount of oxygen he was inhaling. He was doing his best to settle his hunger for air by slow and long breaths, starting with his nose and then his mouth. He was working on bringing the noise down.

He was failing miserably.

Every time he had tried to figure out a way to breathe without making so much sound, he would find that the noise had gotten worse than before, and his exhausted mind convinced him that he would give away his location by that horrible sound.

That if Sara did not beat him to that.

Nick Stokes walked carefully down the hall, the wall to his left his guide in the darkness. The other hand was stretched out before him, doing the job of a cat's moustache of feeling any objects to giving heads up instead of crashing into them.

The lack of light hid the handsome features of the young man, it also hid the blush that was taking a residence on his cheeks and slowly invading his neck. But that was not the only things the darkness hid, it also sheilded the sight of the reason behind Nick's uncomfort.

The young man swallowed, feeling his heart pick up speed which only made him need more air. He took a glance over his shoulder, trying to see the face of his companion, try to convey to her his discomfort... but only darkness met his eyes.

He cursed softly as they walked along the hallway, taking another quick glance at where he knew Sara face would be. He grimaced as his thirst for air increased.

But he could not tell his partner simply to please take her hand off his small back, now could he? For first, he would sound so stupid and he couldn't afford that since the scene he made a while ago and second and most importantly, he did not want to hurt his friend's feelings, for she meant so much for him.

He pulled back his outstretched hand and placed it on his chest, trying to will his heart to slow down before it got pulled over and him having a stroke. Nick could not deny his feeling for the dark-haired woman anymore, when he first met her, it was only friendship and nothing more. They were occasional partners on some various crimescenes, helping each other out to gather the evidence and figure out the story behind the murders, not to mention the teasing here and there. Nothing but friendship, at least that was what he thought but things change with time. As days and weeks passed, Nick found himself longing to be paired up with Sara, feeling the need to hear her give him some of her time to stop and tease and joke with him.

But he would not ask her out, no, not before he sorted his feelings and got them in order. Yes, he knew that he had something for Sara, but he wanted to know what it was. Was it.. lust? Or was it the dreaded L-word? He never stopped pondering about it.

Nick knew that this was serious, for if it turned out that, after they -hopefully- become a couple, those feelings he had for his partner were false.. nothing would ever be the same. He could not imagine what would it be like to b--

WHACK!

"Nick! Are you okay?"

The young man took his hand off his chest to rub his aching face, as tears stung his eyes. He heard Sara's worried voice and replied, "I'm okay, I just had a close encounter with the wall."

"Well, if you had your hand infr--"

THUD!

Sara gripped the warm hand in hers tighter, feeling the owner squeeze hers back. They pressed against the wall, trying to make as little noise as possible. Sara knew the answer already, but she had to ask. "Nick?" She whispered, "was that you?"

"No," he whispered emotionlessly back, "somebody has finally joined the party." He took a firm hold of her hand, as to keep all the harm away from her.

He held his breath for a moment, trying to find anything in the dark around him. He said firmly, "The host!"

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AN: Another short one, sorry! Really! I have so much going on now, and I can't wait for the holiday break!! mutters Three more days, three more days, three more days... Please Review!! Thanks you so much for reading!! You rock Eager to hear your ideas and suggestions