A/N
Ok yall, the likely hood of me getting 3 chapters out before I leave for Ohio, is about as likely as me marrying George or Eric, so I will get as much out as possible. I will most definitely still write when I am down in OH, It will mostly be on legal pad because I will have more time to write by hand then get on a computer and type it out, so I will probably be done writing Whispers before yall even get half way through reading. In that case I will hopefully have a new and exciding story for yall! Not sure how that's going to happen, I am into Whispers whole heartedly. Maybe as I meet lost of exciting new people they will spark my creativity. I know Maverick is George's dog, not Nicks, but I figured I would give Nick a dog anyhow.
Krys- You know I can't divulge that kind of information out so early in my little fic! I'll give you one guess who the stalker is. ………………. It's a guy! LOL. Jules and Jackie next on the stalkers hit list? Hmmm, you never know! "Good Storywriting is always worth the wait" Krys you have no idea how heathy my ego was after I read that!
Mud- kinda started a little outta order if you will. I still start with Greggo and Sara just not at the range. I don't want to give out too much info, so I'm just gonna let yall read. And I figure Nick has 5 other sisters and an older brother. The man has got to be good with kids, so I wanted to give him that, I started out with Nick not really knowing how to act around her, but he's the baby of 7 children! It would be unheard of.
GSR- ecstatic to hear you like my fic and also happy to hear you like CP! I myself will not plant my rear end in anything unless it has shoulder harnesses! My fave is Mantis! Love it love it, Maybe I'll see you there.
Chapter 11
The Range
The paper target came flying in from the back of the of the range house. Greg looked over at Sara, seeing her target sheet come closer into view, he flipped the safety on his weapon placed it on the bar in front of him, slid his headphones from his head onto his neck, and walked the few feet that separated his and Sara's shooting booths.
Unclipping the target from the zip line, Sara looked over the sheet of paper. All but two of her shots had gone into the small circle that made the bulls eye on the chest of the target and the other two were in the head.
"Yup, I'm never pissing you off again!" Greg said in awe.
"Funny! No but seriously, you'll be shooting this way soon enough. You just have to practice." She said crumpling up the paper into a small wad and tossing it in the large recycle bin near by. Putting switching the safety and holstering it she walked to Greg's station.
"What did you get" she asked
"Don't know. I haven't brought it in yet." He said looking doubtingly at the target that waited to be retracted.
"May I?" She asked motioning to the button on the wall that would bring the target to the front of the range.
"Whatever rubs your Buddha" He said leaning against the wall and crossing his arms over his chest. Sara hit the button, causing the paper to be pulled along the overhead track leading to the station Greg had been shooting in. Ignoring all the other shots that could be heard ring out. Grimacing when his target came into clear view, Sara unclipped it. She didn't look him in the eye.
"Well… It's not that bad. You did okay." She said still refusing to make eye contact with him.
"Not THAT bad! Sara! My head has more holes than that paper" he said turning red.
"Well how many times do you come to the range?" This time looking him in the eye.
"I come everyday after shift." He said flatly
"Oh ouch… well Greg practice does make perfect."
"I don't want to be perfect, I just want to see more than one hole in my targets." He said a little embarrassed.
"Oh sometimes it helps if you come angry!" she said smirking
"Thanks, I'll remember that next time someone calls me Lab Rat instead of Field Mouse."
"Greg. It's not that bad." She said trying to comfort him. Picking up his side arm.
"Sara, I'm serious, I mean God help the people I'm with. I won't be able to defend anyone, if their lives are in danger." He took out the empty magazine and replaced it with a newly freshly loaded one. Check the safety, he re holstered it. Walking up to the desk he signed himself and Sara out. Sara just followed him throwing her arms in the air.
"Jules you don't want to spend my day off in a bar with Warrick. Hell I don't want to spend my day off with Rick in a bar. My days off are few and far in between. I want to spend them with you. In bed." Nick more or less whined.
"Nick honey, I want to meet your friends." She said emphasizing the word want.
"Okay, okay, but when you start getting…" Not wanting to offend her, he searched for the right words.
"Horny, Nick Horny!" she said throwing her hands up
"Fine, when you get horny, I don't want to hear it. Because I love ya, but I wont be leaving in the middle of a Dallas game!" He said smiling as the waiter returned with his credit card.
"I hope you found everything to your expectations sir?"
"Yes, it was thank you." Nick said and the waiter smiled and left them.
"So, what do you want to do today? Catch a movie? Be tourist in our own town or mingle with the tourist?" He said leaning back in his chair scratching the back of his neck.
"Let's go to the park, we can walk Ace and Mav. Jackie wont walk Ace, says she'll break a nail" she said grinning. Maverick is Nick's dog, he had gotten the puppy from the Las Vegas ASPCA after the whole Nigal Crane fiasco. It was comforting to come home to a dog instead of a deathly quiet house.
"How in the hell could she possibly break a nail" He asked with a perplexed look on his face.
"I think it's Ace's sheer size. I mean he is an English Mastiff, but he's such a doofus. Sure he pulls a little but he wouldn't hurt a fly!" She said "Then again Jackie has never really been an animal person." She said
"Well, we got to get Maverick, plus I'm not taking Mav to a dog park in 100 degree plus weather in a sports jacket. I need to chang." He said glancing down at his clothes then at her in her tight black spaghetti strap dress. "As do you, that is unless you like having strange men ogling you from afar." He said with a laugh pushing his chair out.
"Hey, your strange and a man soooo…" She said scooting her chair out before Nick could even leave his seat to pull her chair out for her.
"Ya know, I'm supposed to do that!" he said following her to the bank of elevators in the lobby.
"What? Nick what are you talking about?"
"Your chair. I'm supposed to pull your chair out for you." He said pouting like a five your old little boy.
"Nick, sweetheart, it's the twenty first century! Jump in feet first, you'll enjoy it!" she said as their elevator arrived.
Pulling into his driveway, he parked the SUV.
"Do you have any water in your fridge beside that Innoko stuff?" Jules asked as they made their way to the front door. Nick looked at Jules.
"Jules, that was an isolated incident. And we caught the guy." He said unlocking the door only to be greeted by an over exuberant yellow Labrador retriever. "Hey buddy."
"yeah well remember the Cyanide in the Tylenol?" she asked. Maverick jumped up on her.
"Yeah, back in the eighties, Maverick down!" He said. Mav just looked at him with his tongue hanging out of his mouth with a goofy grin on his face and went back to the scratches he was getting behind his ears from his favorite female. Nick rummaged through the fridge.
"Well ever since the cyanide was put in with the Tylenol I haven't been able to bring my self to take Tylenol. I just can't use anything that has had a product tampering in it's history. Maverick, down boy." She said and smiled at Nick when Maverick listened.
"You know, he never listens when your around." He said pushing the Innoko bottles out of the way and grabbing an Aquafina in the back. Emerging form the fridge and closing the door, he handed the water to Jules, who promptly took a long pull from the bottle.
"That's because he loves me more then you!" She said with an triumphant smile. "Don't you Mavvy" She said scratching the top of the dogs head, who in return rewarded her with a bark and such an exuberant wag of the tail that one could be afraid the tail might possibly fall off!
Getting a treat out of the dog shaped canister on the counter. "Mav, give Jules love." She said offering her hand to the dog, who effectively gave her a high five with both front paws. "Good boy!" she said giving the treat to Maverick. Trotting off in search of his bed.
"Well go change! Poor ace is probably walking around with his legs crossed!" she said smirking as she walked around the counter that separated the kitchen and the living room. Pushing Nick towards his bedroom.
"Hey!" he said turning around and snaking his arm around waist and gripping her hips. He pulled her towards the bedroom with him. Kissing her the entire time he pushed her on the bed, falling with her.
"Nick… Honey" Jules said trying to get his attention and failing miserably. "Nick, we really need to take Ace for a walk. He's going to end up making Lake Mead in the house! Oh that feels good." She said as his hands began roaming. As his hands began to pull the straps of her dress down, Maverick decided to jump on Nick's back barking in the process.
"MAVERICK!" Nick yelled "Jules, did you say the 'W' word?" He asked rolling off of Jules, on to his back, that now undoubtedly has gouges from Mavericks nails. Making a mental note to take him in to the groomer for a bath, nail trim and bandana. Maverick layed his head on Nick's chest, his eyebrows going every which way.
"Yes I did, but that was before you started doing that thing with your hands." She said in defence.
"Well then go, let me change because you and I both know I won't be able to get dressed with you leering at me!" He said getting up, taking her hand, pulling her up, turning her towards the door and giving her a sound smack on the ass, all in the process. Maverick who was still laying on the bed only this time with his feet in the air. All he wanted was a belly rub from dad! Holding the door open he swung his arm, pointing out the door.
"Out! You traitor!" Nick said, then muttering "Man's best friend my butt!" Maverick bounded off the bed and down the hall after Jules. Shutting the door, he shrugged out of his jacket and threw it on the bed.
Nick locked the front door, then let the tailgate down on his truck.
"Why don't we just take the Tahoe?" she asked opening the passenger side door.
"Because Grissom would have my job if I had dog hair on my kit, then ending up contaminating a scene. Besides both Ace and Mav, would never fit it the Tahoe. Maverick." He called then lifted him onto the tuck bed. Jules got into the truck. Shutting the tailgate, Nick walked to the driver side door. Neither one of them seeing the car, that was parked half way down the block.
He watched as the two got in the monster of a truck, fully intending on following them around until he was ready to go back to his respected studio apartment. He looked at Mitzi who was snoring softly in the seat beside him. Pulling out behind the truck, following just close enough so when they turned, he would still know if they would turn again. Following them without them being the wiser.
A/N
Okay this is probably going to be the last chapter for awhile, I am leaving the 25 of this moth for CP, I do have chapter 12 planed out already so it will be ready to get typed out by the time I actually get down there. I'm thinking of renting a computer until I get my laptop. That way I can get the chapters out when ever I'm ready instead of having to wait to share a computer. I don't know, yall will know when I do!Also not sure when we will come to the end with this story, I'm kinda just letting the fiction write itself, if that makes any since.
TBC
Be sure to look out for the next installment 'The Park Chapter 12'
