The knock was insistent and it jolted Sara out of a deep sleep. As she became more alert, she extricated herself from Nick's arms, leaving him asleep as she padded to the front door of her apartment in her pajamas. She quickly glanced through the peephole before she unlocked and then opened the door to a very worried looking Warrick.

"Is Nick here?" Warrick had a strange look on his face and an urgency about him that Sara found entirely unsettling.

Sara nodded and opened the door to let Warrick in. "He's still sleeping, why?" She felt a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach as she took in Warrick's demeanor. She wasn't sure she'd ever seen him quite like this before.

Warrick wasn't sure he should tell Sara, but he'd spent the better part of the last four hours trying to track down Nick. Why he hadn't immediately assumed he was at Sara's was beyond him.

"Warrick, what is it?" Sara was worried now. Whatever reason that had brought Warrick to her door was obviously important enough for him to find Nick before shift started.

Warrick pursed his lips together and then swallowed hard before he answered her quietly. He didn't want Nick to overhear what he had to say, he needed to hear it firsthand, and he wasn't sure Sara should be the one to tell him. "I think you need to wake Nick up."

"You're scaring me...what's wrong?" Sara didn't want to wake Nick up, he'd had six solid hours of sleep and she didn't want to wake him up unless there was a damn good reason.

Warrick let out a resigned sigh. "It's Amy."

Sara looked at him in confusion; she knew Warrick didn't even like Amy so she couldn't understand why whatever he had to say was important enough to wake Nick up. "Amy?"

Warrick decided to just cut to the chase and he regarded Sara with a tender expression. "Amy committed suicide...she left a letter...she's blaming Nick." Warrick felt sick just repeating the information.

Sara was completely dumbfounded. "What?...How?...No...How could she?" She was shocked and angry all at the same time and she wasn't sure how in the hell she was going to tell Nick; she didn't want to tell Nick.

"Sara, just wake him up." Warrick could sense how conflicted she was feeling; he was feeling it too, but at least he'd had time to let it sink in a little and he didn't have the same attachment to Nick that Sara did to deal with on top of this.

"Yeah." Her voice was wavering and strained and part of her wondered if all of this wasn't at least partly her fault. "Ok." She felt sick as she made her way back into her bedroom where just moments earlier had felt like a cocoon of safety for her and Nick. She crawled back onto the bed and reached out to gently touch Nick's face.

She tried to keep her voice as even as possible as she whispered. "Nick."

A smile spread across Nick's face at the sound of her voice and in a sleepy one of his own he drawled out slowly as he reached for her. "Hey, Sar." He wanted nothing more than to lose himself in her, making love to her slowly and lounging in bed for a while longer until they had just enough time to barely get to work on time.

"Wake up." She couldn't hide the waver in her voice and even though she wanted to let herself get caught up in his touch, she knew that Warrick was waiting and Nick needed to know why he was there.

Nick was surprised when Sara pushed him away. His eyes snapped open, looking at her questioningly until he saw the look on her face. "Sar, what's wrong?" He was immediately worried at the way she looked at him so sadly and he reached out to touch her face only to have her envelope his hand in hers.

"Warrick's here." She just couldn't bring herself to be the one to tell him the news; and she knew that Warrick was prepared to do just that.

Nick's brow was deeply furrowed as he sat up in bed. "What's going on, Sara?" Something was obviously up and he felt a wave of fear surging over him. "Are my parents ok?" He knew that whatever it was judging from the look on Sara's face that it wasn't good.

"You're parents are fine." Sara felt her voice catch again. "Just go talk to Warrick, ok?" She wasn't sure how Nick was going to deal with this one; she wasn't sure how to deal with it herself. Part of her felt like if they had just waited a while to be together that perhaps Amy wouldn't have taken such a drastic step, that maybe things might have worked out between Amy and Nick, but then she wouldn't be with him at all. She wasn't sure how to feel.

"Ok, I'll go talk to him." He wasn't sure what was going on and when Sara didn't follow him out into the living room, he was even more worried.

Even Nick's sleep rumpled appearance in his boxers and t-shirt couldn't bring a smile or a quip to Warrick's serious face. Warrick just nodded in Nick's direction. "Hey."

Nick looked at him oddly. "Hey...what's going on, Rick...Sara wouldn't tell me..." His voice trailed off as he studied his friend.

Warrick just got to the point. "Nick, Amy...she...she killed herself." He felt sick at being the one to deliver this kind of news, and he knew by Nick's reaction as he sank down onto the couch that he was going to hate himself for telling Nick the rest.

"What?" Nick just looked at him in disbelief. He'd just seen Amy yesterday; sure she was upset, but suicide? He just couldn't believe it.

"I'm sorry, I came here because she left a note and I didn't want you to walk into it when you got to work..." Warrick swallowed hard. He was pissed as hell that the letter had even been found, that Amy had blamed Nick for a choice that she'd made for herself.

Nick felt sick to his stomach, but he stared Warrick down. "What did the letter say, Rick?" Somehow he knew even without Warrick telling him, but as he heard the words he just lost it. He threw up on Sara's living room floor and began to cry. As much as she'd hurt him, Nick cared about Amy; he wondered if he hadn't refused to take her back if she would still be alive. He felt an overwhelming sense of guilt.

Warrick just stood there unsure of what to do, and was thankful when a few moments later, Sara emerged from her bedroom and quietly made her way over to the couch and sat next to Nick, pulling him against her and just held him as he cried. When Sara looked up at him, Warrick felt as if he could see into her soul; could see the doubt and insecurity rearing its ugly head and he felt guilty that Sara had been pulled into this too and that he'd been a part of it. His friends really did deserve better than this and he felt horrible that he had to be the bearer of this kind of news.

Warrick's throat felt suddenly dry. "I'm gonna go and leave you two alone." He didn't wait for either one of them to say anything; he simply turned and walked towards Sara's door, closing it quietly behind him. He hadn't even told Nick and Sara the half of it; just enough so they'd know what they were walking into; Amy had been very clear in her letter about how overwhelmed she'd felt supporting Nick through his ordeal and just how his refusal to take her back was the straw that broke the camel's back, that she couldn't live without Nick in her life. Warrick just shook his head bitterly as he walked to his SUV; he hoped that Nick would never have to read that letter.