A/N: Finally, Chapter four; the last of the breakfast chapters. XD. Yes, yes... this story is going somewhere. I don't plan on them eating breakfast for the whole thing... Hope you enjoy, and thanks a million for all the lovely reviews... You're all angels. (hugs!)

Disclaimer: ... Fine, I don't own it. (sniff...) Onward with the Snickers-ness!

"Here's 'yer strawberries, Handsome." Dorthy tottered back to their table, carrying with her a little bowl full of freshly cut berries in a light red syrup.

"Awesome, thank you." Nick averted his gaze from Sara to Dorthy, accepting the bowl with open hands. Dorthy nodded, winking quickly at Sara and mouthing 'Hooot.' with a cocked eyebrow. The CSI bit back the goofy grin that threatened to cross her still pink face, managing to nod at the server without Nick seeing.

"I'm sure there's 'nuff there to share... if you know what I mean." Dorthy grinned at Nick, exposing yellowed teeth before turning and leaving once more.

"Wanna share?" Nick's eyes followed Dorthy as she left and an attractive simper crossed his face. He turned back to Sara, placing the bowl of strawberries on the table.

"Mmm, strawberries... I love strawberries..." Sara reached for a syrup covered berry with her fork before Nick stopped her.

"Allow me." He stabbed a berry with his fork and held it up to her mouth for her to bite off. Sara raised her eyebrows, looking surprised at his forwardness. I guess he did say he wanted to be more open... she thought sheepishly before accepting the dripping blob of fruit.

"Yum. Thanks." Sara winked after she had finished chewing, making sure nothing found its way between her teeth again.

"My turn!" Nick casually rested his chin in his palm, closing his eyes and opening his mouth as wide as possible. Sara found herself giggling at the childish look on his face. She stabbed a strawberry with her fork and forcefully stuffed it into his mouth, causing him to cough and sputter in shock.

"Mmf!" Nick blinked a few times, his eyes watering before swallowing hard. "Geesus, Sar… you're a little potent with that thing…" he stared at the fork in her hand then at her face. He couldn't quite decide how she looked.

"Sorry…" Sara bit her lip. "I'm not used to feeding children…" Nick laughed.

"Slow and gentle." He stabbed another strawberry with his fork and held it up to her. "Open up, baby." Sara was surprised to hear him call her by a pet name, but figured it must have been part of the joke. She opened her mouth obligingly, feeling butterfly's take off in her stomach. Nick brought the strawberry closer, taking care to get the syrupy liquid on her lips as he let her bite it off his fork. Sara nibbled at the strawberry in her mouth, frowning slightly when she felt the presence of the syrup on her lips. She went to lick it off, but Nick stopped her, leaning over their table again and capturing her sugary lips in his. Startled, she found herself jumping once more at his touch, scolding herself for doing so. Nick slowly regressed from her after a moment, carrying an immaculately smug look on his handsome face as his hand caressed her cheek. He licked his lips.

"Slow and gentle." Sara repeated his words after they parted, her eyes twinkling in the glow that radiated from their open window. Her cheeks were a little more flushed than usual; she looked to be in some kind of daze, again drowning forever in his eyes.

Before long, all the strawberries in the bowl were gone. Sara and Nick smiled sheepishly at one another, looking down at their still half full plates.

"I forgot about this…" Sara gazed at what was left of her vegan pancake.

"I'm full of strawberries." Nick smirked at her after looking up from his own plate. He had eaten a considerable amount more than she. Sara shrugged.

"Let's just get her to pack it up for us."

"Sounds good. You ready to go?"

"Yeah, I think I'm done." Sara pulled what was left of her Shirley Temple from Nick's side of the table, taking a quick sip before waving Dorthy down. The server made her way over to them.

"Could we bring these with us?" She asked, gesturing toward hers and Nick's plates in a kind request. Dorthy nodded promptly, picking up their plates and eyeing the empty strawberry bowl with her usual knowing glance.

"More strawberries?" She winked, not waiting for an answer before she stumbled off with their unfinished food. The couple's eyes followed her as she left, twinkling fondly when their sights returned to each other.

"Want a sip?" Sara offered slightly awkwardly, stirring her drink with her straw again. Nick chuckled calmly.

"I'm good, thanks." The pair locked eyes for a moment, before hearing the kid who told them to get a room's voice echoing once more off the homely coffee bar's walls.

"Mommieeee! See the snog lady!"

"No, Kanaye, stop it. Let's go."

They saw the young boy's mother pick him up, carrying him to the café exit. Sara poked her head out of their booth absent mindedly to get a better view.

"MOMMIE! The snog lady!" Kanaye's blue eyes grew wide as he caught side of Sara peeping behind the wall and he pointed violently in her direction.

"Oh God." Sara garbled incoherently, straightening up in her seat almost instantly. Nick cupped his face in his hand, resting his elbow on the table as he desperately bit back laughter.

"Let… Kanaye-go! Snog lady!" He could hear the tot rustling around in his noisy spring jacket, presumably trying to free himself from his mother's grasp so he could see Sara.

"Maybe you should wave hi or something, Sar." Nick suggested in response to her helpless fleeting glances between him and the boy. "I mean, err, snog lady." He could see her expression visibly darken as he joked at her position.

"No way, Nick!" Sara's looked positively terrified, and he was unable to hold back his bubbling laughter any longer. He had never seen such a look on her face… and the evil urge to take out his camera phone overtook him again.

Click!

The brunette's head swung in his direction so fast that he barely had time to see the picture on the phone's screen before she was glowering at him angrily.

"Niiickkkyyy! That's just plain mean!" Sara moaned, realizing what he'd done… again.

"You just looked so terrified! C'mon Sar, it was so cute!" Nick hugged the phone to his chest, dying to take a proper look at the shot.

"Let's go, Kanaye." The sound of a child's shrill bawling filled their ears, leaving them ringing even after a slamming door signaled departure. Both Nick and Sara cringed as the ache in their heads slowly subsided after a few moments; they could tell they weren't the only ones. All around them, people were sitting at their tables shaking their heads in frustration. Someone even muttered what Sara was sure was stupid little tot. Along with the mumbled remark came Dorthy, carrying two small Styrofoam boxes and the bill.

"Here y'are." Her smile was noticeably more forced than usual; she looked plagued by a headache. Dorthy placed the two stacked boxes on the table beside the bill, still trying to smile before she left again, saying: "I'll let you two fight over that."

"I've got it." Sara picked up the receipt with a swift hand, grabbing her purse with her other hand.

"Aw, Sar… Let me take the tab… after all that…" Nick's laughing expression had turned almost instantly from playful to serious. He reached forward to take the bill from her.

"No, Nicky. It's on me. No arguments." Sara offered him a compassionate smile, tilting her head slightly as she pulled the hand brandishing the bill away from him. He looked kind of helpless for a moment, finally pouting in resignation.

"Alright, but I really think I owe you for all of this," Nick insisted. "Sara…"

"Nick, you don't owe me anything. I wanted to… make sure everything went alright today, to be there to support you. I didn't even manage to come in the jail…"

"The fact that you even came meant more than you can imagine, Sara. I can't even tell you how supportive you've been." Nick's dark eyes strayed from her face, a shameful expression crossing his own. It was still hard to talk about it, but he wanted her to know how much he appreciated her selflessly extending a hand to him, ready to walk the healing path as one.

Sara dropped the bill on the table with her credit card, moving to caress his cheek with her free hand. "I love you, Nicky… And I'm here if you ever need me." A faint breeze blew in the open window, playing gently with her raven locks and pushing a few stray hairs from her face.

"Thank you."

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Dorthy came to pick up the bill again in a few minutes, leaving the couple to depart the cozy café with their doggy bags at around 10:30. They jumped back into the Tahoe, and Sara drove Nick home to his condo.

Nick looked at her, shaking his head as tears welled up in his eyes.

"Jeez, Sara, Thank you. God, I love you." He caught her in a warm embrace, feeling salty beads fall from his eyes as he breathed in her scent. She smiled sadly, wrapping her arms around his torso, taking care to avoid his shoulder.

"I love you too, Nick… Call me, okay? If you need anything." Sara hugged him tighter for a moment before slowly pulling away. "I'll see you tomorrow."

Nick nodded, the tears now run down his face leaving damp waterfalls along his cheeks and jaw. "Bye, Sar." He grazed his lips against hers, giving her a gentle kiss before getting out of the truck and running to his door. It wasn't until he'd unlocked it and walked inside that the tears again began to fall.

A/N: Sniff... Thinking of Nicky cry makes me want to cry. I was all teary during the finale. ehehe... Hope you enjoyed the chapter, I hope to have the next one up shortly! Thanks again for the reviews, they never fail to inspire me to continue the story. Until next time...

-Sahariah