After the wedding rehearsal, the women went back to their homes. Catherine decided to take it easy this time around and since her daughter was fourteen. The men, however, found themselves at a strip club 'hanging' out. Brass was even their talking to Greg about baseball. Grissom was listening in adding a personal story or opinion occasionally. Warrick was watching the dancers, not with lust but interest. He still didn't understand and probably never would understand how women could sell their bodies. Nick took a sip of his beer and made a face when a skinny tall blonde tried to make a move on him as she threw her well-rounded bare butt in his face murmuring something about a 'way awesome lap dancey'. He shook his head and waved her off.

Warrick gave him a look, "What's up man?"

"What do you think?" He said as he slammed down his beer. Warrick looked around the room before his eyes settled back on him.

"Go talk to her Nick. It's for the best."

"Do know how bad I've fucked things up. I never should have set her up with Tom."

"Yeah, well I do recall it was the almighty master plan," Ric said as he flagged the waitress down for a few more beers.

Nick sighed as he starred at his half full beer or was it half empty. He huffed at himself as he picked it up want chugged it making it empty. Ric looked back at Nick, "Go talk to her man. You're drivin' me insane."

Nick smiled at the table, "Right…I'll catch a cab (he looked up at him) don't drink too much though Ric, you 'are' getting married tomorrow."

He stood up, digging into his wallet as Warrick said, "It's my bachelor party man."

"I know…but I honestly believe that Cath would kill you if you should up in a rhinestone thong with flouresant paint on your body."

Nick tossed the money on the table as Warrick finished his reply, "You obviously don't know Cath."

Nick just looked at him strangely, "I did not need to know that."

Warrick laughed followed by Nick as he waved leaving.

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Nick slumped in the cab seat as the cabby complained about the politicians in office today, the cabby, although, was Arabic. Nick closed his eyes as he laid his head back, thinking. The cab came to a harsh jerk and Nick's eyes shot open. He sighed heavily as he got out of the car and handed the man his money. He walked into the apartment complex and made his way slowly to the elevator. 'Maybe I should just get the hell out of Dodge.' He thought to himself as he pushed floor number. 'Leave everything behind…start anew.' The elevator dinged and he stepped out, he then walked to a familiar door and rang the doorbell. He waited patiently, well not exactly. He fiddled with the change in his pockets. The door swung opened and he came face to face with Sara. She had a smug look on her face, "Do you have any idea what time it is?"

Nick looked down at his watch, 2:17am, he hadn't realized how early in the morning it was. He looked back up at her, "I'm sor…I didn't realize it was…I'll talk to you later."

He began to walk away and then she bit her lip quickly in a hasty decision.

"Come in."

Nick stopped and slowly turned around. Sara was almost standing in the hallway, "You (she croaked and then cleared her throat)...can come in."

She back up into her apartment and Nick shortly followed. He closed the door as she sat down on the couch. He sat down across from her. They were both quiet for a few seconds.

Sara fiddled with the fringe on the pillow next to her, "It's going to be a very beautiful wedding isn't?"

Nick nodded as he looked down, "Yeah…Warrick's excited about it."

"Why aren't you at the bachelor party with the others?" She asked starred at the coffee table. Nick leaned back casually, "Didn't really interest me."

Sara nodded as she looked up, "What does Nick?"

"What?" He said as he met her eyes. She shook her head, "You're leaving. So, what does interest you? Cause apparently it's not here."

He looked down and his eyes fell on his wrist. Sara rolled her eyes as she got up, "This was a bad idea."

Nick stood as she began to walk past him toward the door. He grabbed her arm, "You."

Sara tried to pull away, "You? What are you talking about? Nick let go."

Nick pulled her closer to him, "You interest me."

His mouth instantly connected with hers. She responded by wrapping her free arm around his neck. He let go of her arm and then placed his hand on the small of her back with sent fire through her stomach. Sara pulled back and their eyes met. She smiled slightly, "Okay."

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"Where in the hell are they!" Catherine yelled as she burst into where the men were getting dressed for the wedding. Greg, who didn't have any pants on, stepped behind Grissom who was fully dressed. Warrick peaked his head around the corner of the next room, "What?"

"Nick and Sara aren't here yet honey!" Catherine put her hands on her hips, she demanded answers, now.

"They'll be here. Sara probably stopped off to get something and Nicks' probably stuck in traffic or something. Don't worry."

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Nick smiled as he tightened his arm that was around Sara's bare waist. She moved slightly then settled back down. He opened his eyes and looked around for a clock. His eyes widened as he saw the clock, 12:48pm. "Oh shit."

He shook Sara, "Get up…we're late."

"What?" She said as she rolled over. She opened her eyes and so the clock, "Shit."

She jumped out of bed naked and caught Nick's eye as she ran to the shower, "I have time."

Nick glanced back at the clock. They had two hours before the wedding started. He looked back at the open door that led to Sara's bathroom where she was taking a shower. He smirked as he went to the bathroom, 'Yeah… 'they' had enough time.'

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Sorry it took so long guys. Comments welcome. Thanks Andrea