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Chapter 5

The ringing of the doorbell brought Sara out of her sound sleep. She groaned silently. She did not want to get up. Glancing at the clock she realized it was probably Warrick and Catherine. She turned slightly and looked up at Nick. One of his brown eyes was open and looking at her. " Our co-workers I assume?" Nick said with a yawn. "I would say so," Sara grinned. She lifted his arm carefully off her hip and climbed out of bed. Nick rolled slowly over onto his back and groaned. "Did you take your medicine?" Sara asked. "Yep right after we ate. My shoulders just a little stiff that's all." Nick replied as he watched Sara stretch. He couldn't help but waggle his eyebrows at her when her tank top rose up and relieved a smooth area of her porcelain skin. "Nick you're impossible," Sara said with a smile as she turned to head out the door. Pausing in the doorway she said, "Please find some clothes to put on studly."

She grabbed a zip up sweatshirt and quickly put it on as she went to answer the door. She opened the door she looked up in surprise. There stood Gil Grissom holding a plant. "Grissom what are you doing here?' she stammered. "Just seeing if you were all right." He answered handing her the plant and scrutinizing her battered face. She stood there looking down at the plant then back up at her boss. "Thanks," she said. "Can I come in?" he asked. "Sure, yeah, I'm sorry. Come on in," she said moving back out of the doorway.

Grissom stepped inside and looked around her apartment. He had been there one other time and not much had changed since then Suddenly he heard "Sara can you help me with my sling. The damn thing won't go on right." Grissom headed whipped around to seek out the Texan drawl he knew very well. Down the hall came Nick Stokes in a pair of unbuttoned jeans and a sling hung crookedly across his naked chest. Grissom's headed whirled back around to see a very red faced Sara as she glared at Nick.

Nick stopped dead in his tracks when he realized Grissom was standing there and not Warrick or Cath. His eyes shot to Sara's. She looked like she was ready to kill him. "Did I interrupt something?" Grissom asked coolly. "Oh no," Sara mumbled, " Nick's here because he needed help with his shoulder and I couldn't be left alone because of my head injury." "He slept here then?" Grissom inquired.

Nick stood there and watched Sara's face turn a deeper shade of red. He wanted to tell Grissom it was none of his damn business who Sara spent the night with. He waited for Sara to say something to that effect but instead she stammered, "Yes he stayed here but it's not what you think." Nick looked over at Sara and raised an eyebrow at her statement. She avoided his eyes. A wave of anger coursed through him when he realized Sara did not want Grissom to know about them.

Grissom stood there for a moment watching the interplay between them. He did not like what he saw. Something was going on. "I should go," he said brusquely, turning toward the door. Nick watched as Sara tried desperately to rectify the awkward situation.

Grissom paid no attention to her explanations, instead he said, "I'll have someone call if we find anything new otherwise I expect to see you both at work in 3 days." With that said he was gone.

Sara leaned against the door and closed her eyes. After a few moments she opened them, glaring at Nick and angrily said, "That went real well. Why the hell did you have to come out here half naked?" "What? Nick growled, "I'm sorry I didn't know our boss paid you personal house calls and brought you gifts. If I'd of known I would have come out dressed for the occasion."

"I didn't know he was coming over," Sara snapped back. "Is he in the habit of just stopping by and giving you plants Sara? " Nick asked with an edge in his voice.

"No!" she answered glaring at him, "What's your problem anyway?"

"Is the idea that there may be something happening between us such an awful thought that you couldn't say something to Grissom about it or was it that you didn't want to blow your chance with the boss man?" Nick said angrily.

Sara stood there for a minute processing what he just said to her. She closed her eyes and then opened them looking into his angry dark eyes with her sad brown ones. "You don't understand Nick."

"Understand what exactly? That you're willing to wait around forever for Grissom to notice you. Well newsflash Sara it's been 4 years and he still has not made a move. Don't you think you've wasted enough of your life waiting on a man who is completely blind as to how amazing you are?"

He watched her eyes fill with tears. He knew he had gone to far. "Sara I'm sorry." She shook her head and turned away. He started toward her when the doorbell rang. "Damn," he growled to himself. He touched her shoulder and said, "We'll finish this later okay?" She didn't respond. She turned avoiding his eyes as she wiped furiously at her own. She headed silently to the door. She squared her shoulders and opened it. A man stood there holding the most beautiful bouquet of flowers she had ever seen. "Sara Sidle?" the man, asked, trying not to stare at her battered face. "Yes," she answered. "These are for you. Enjoy." He headed them to her and left.

Sara stood there staring at the flowers. She wondered who they were from. She turned and looked tentatively at Nick but his face was set in a deep scowl. No, they weren't from him. She set them down on the coffee table and searched for a card. There was none. She glanced up at Nick and his face was an unreadable mask. "They're gorgeous," she said quietly running her hand across the softness of the petals.

Nick slowly unclenched his fists. No card. It figures. It would be exactly like Grissom to do something anonymously. His plan had probably been to be here when the flowers arrived so he could see her exuberant reaction himself. Nick had to admit she loved the flowers. He just wished he had thought of it himself.

Nick stood there and watched her as she smiled at the flowers. "I wonder who they're from? I'll have to call the florist to see if the card got lost," she said. Nick cleared his throat. Sara looked over at him. "Sara," he started. "No Nick," she cut in, "I don't want to talk about it. Warrick and Catherine will be here any minute." "Sara" "No Nick! Maybe later." She gave her flowers one last look before heading down the hallway.

Nick heard the sound of her bedroom door closing. He ran his hand through his short dark hair and sighed. He let his jealousy get the best of him. He had pushed her to far with his words. Christ, what the hell was he going to do? Over the years he had fallen half way in love with her and now he could feel himself falling the rest of the way. It scared the hell out of him because he wasn't sure if her feelings for him were real or a distraction from Grissom's obliviousness. He sat down on the couch and closed his eyes hoping that she would eventually see what he felt for her was real and tangible.

Sara curled up on her bed fighting the tears that threaten to fall. She was so confused. Had Grissom sent her those beautiful flowers? She could tell by Nick's expression that he thought so. If he did, what did it mean? Was Grissom finally ready to move forward with her? And Nick? What did she feel for him? She knew she had feeling for him, for years now in fact. He was handsome as sin and undeniably sexy. And to top it off, he was a wonderful, caring man. How could she not have feeling for him? But he scared her because she could not quite except that he had feelings for her. He could have any woman he wanted. Why would he want her? Was she just a conquest to him to see if he could get in her pants or did she mean more than that to him? During their time together over the last 24 hours she could see something in his eyes, something strong and exciting. But could she trust what she saw or was she going to get her heart broken? She heard the doorbell ring and sighed as she sat up. Hopefully her friends would have some good news for her.

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