I was going to make chapter 6 a cliffy but, i decided to be nice and just give you the ending you've been waiting for. I saved Nicky from hell for you, NickGilGreggonumber1fan.
Nick lay in the mud, wet, loopy and unable to stop what was about to happen. He closed his eyes and waited. But nothing happened, he heard a faint grunt and opened his eyes.
"Hey is this a privet party or can anyone crash." Warrick asked dragging Delaney up as he stood. Nick was never so happy to Hear Warricks voice and he tried to focus on his face but his mind was to muddled, and his sight to fuzzy.
"Nicky your okay now. Your safe." Grissom voice reassured. Nicks just bounced around in their sockets unable to focus on anything.
"Dang it He's been drugged." Grissom swore and grabbed Nicks hands squeezed reassuringly, he smiled When Nick squeezed back. Nick let his eyes close and he drifted into darkness.
When he came to he heard the faint sounds of a heart monitor beeping in time to his heartbeat, and soft snoring. He smiled to see his four friends sleeping in his room. Grissom sat in a chair next to him on the right, and Warrick sat in another chair on his left. Cathrine had managed to lay flat on a small couch across the room, and Sara was sprawled out in a rocker by the window.
Nick grabbed Grissoms hand and squeezed. Finding it hard to speak he figured it was the only other way to wake him.
"What, Oh hey Nicky." Grissom greeted sleepily, Nick smiled and squeezed his hand again, Grissom managed to focus on Nicks face.
"Thirsty." Nick stated his voice so hoarse Grissom could barely hear him. Nick rubbed his throat and winced.
"Your have cols on top of everything else." He explained as he handed Nick the cup. Nick sipped the water slowly.
"Thanks Gris, you know you didn't have to camp out up here." He grinned.
"Yeah well, we were worried." Grissom explained as he once more sat in his chair, and Nick noticed the sling for the first time.
"What happened?" Nick asked nodding towards his arm.
"Oh Sammy made a lier out of me." Grissom told me what happened after he had jumped out the window.
"I'm Gris, you shouldn't have been hurt. This is my fault." HE choked on a sob.
" Don't you dare play the guilt game. It Micheal Delaney's fault not yours. You couldn't have known you'd walk up on a murder." Grissom defended, Nick nodded, A smile creeping into his face as his eyes fell on the still sleeping Warrick Brown.
"He looks so innocent when he's sleeps, if only his face could stay like that when he was awake he would win more at poker." Nick chuckled Warrick snored in response. Grissom chuckled a bit too. He was fond of these two, and they were the best of friends, almost brothers in fact.
Nick was to tempted and picking the straw out of his water cup dripped few drops into Warrick open mouth. Nick laughed as he sat up coughing and choking.
"Mornin' sunshine." Nick laughed, Warrick wiped his eyes and mouth glaring fake daggers at his bed ridden friend.
"Well, you must be on the mend if you can nearly choke a guy while he's sleepin'." Warrick grinned, Glad to see Nick smiling.
"Hey whats all the commotion over there an lady needs her beauty sleep." Sara Sidle Grinned walking over to the bed wrapped in the blanket she;d been covered with.
"Hey we havin' a party with out me?" Cath asked from the couch as she stretched.
"Nah wouldn't be any fun with you." Warrick spoke up.
"Hey Cowboy how are you felling this morning?" Cath asked plopping a kiss on his forehead, Nick blushed.
"Better a little blurred on details though." HE confessed.
"Hey why don't I get a kiss?" Warrick wanted to know.
"Because your not hurt." Cathrine replied.
"No fair." Warrick griped.
"When you get hurt you can have one too." Cathrine said grinning.
"Guys did he..." Nick could get the words out, but he understood what he was asking.
"No Nick he didn't, Warrick stopped him in time." Grissom said and watched and Nick relaxed a bit.
"So you got him?" Nick asked.
"Yes he's safely in jail." Grissom replied, Nick let out a breath he'd been holding and relaxed against the pillows.
"You know we ned a vacation." Warrick winked at the other three.
"Hey yeah, you could go fishing or camping..." Grissom was cut off by a fling pillow that just narrowly missed his head, and then Warrick toke one to the head. They were laughing as the pillows flew in all directions. Caught up in the joy of being together in the same place, at the same time. Safe at least for the time being.
Some jail in Nevada.
Micheal Delaney sat sulking in his cell, waiting for his chance to come. His attorney was working on bail, but that was unlikely since he tried to kill Nick Stokes.
"Don't worry Nick we'll met again," He assured himself.
"Very soon." He traced the smiling face of Nick stokes that stared back up at him from a photo.
There it's done, finished, I have reached the end. Maybe.i may make a sequel of sorts for this. Its almost a certain. But i will leave that you guys shuold I or shuodln't i.