Hey, sorry that it's taken me so long to update this, but this is the next installment of You'll Always Have Me, I'm TickTockNelly, and enjoy. Please review!
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Chapter 4
Sara had wanted to talk to Nick about his song and his restless nights, and it had been two days since she had first gone and listened to him sing. She had gone every night since then. She was worried that Nick would turn around and see her at the door, but not so worried that she didn't go.
Nick seemed to almost be healing, on the outside at least. His scars were almost faded thanks to a new cream and she noticed that he was usually smiling. Maybe, she thought, singing that song that he wrote gave him a better perspective on things, made him realize that he can breathe, he is alive, and he does have a future that doesn't involve pain. Sara had to go back to Vegas in five days and she wasn't sure if she was ready to leave Nick, if he was ready for her to leave.
As she walked into the kitchen that morning she found not Mrs. Stokes cooking breakfast, but Nick. She was clearly shocked at the sight. Nick stood at the stove flipping pancakes with ease and cooking eggs and bacon on two other burners. He really looked like he belonged there. She could just see him as a little boy standing on a chair at the counter and helping his mother cook dinner. She smiled.
Nick turned around and found Sara standing in the doorway smiling at him.
"Hey, Sar," He said with as much feeling as he could muster, which wasn't much, "Have a good nights sleep?" he asked.
His question startled Sara out of her reverie, and she replied, "Yes, Nicky, did you?"
He looked at her with questioning eyes, almost as though he were trying to ask her if she knew that he wasn't sleeping. "Yeah," he said, turning back to the stove, "I did, thanks."
Sara's eyes widened and she went over to Nick and grabbed his arm, just as Mr. and Mrs. Stokes were coming to the kitchen.
"What is wrong with you, Nicky," Sara demanded.
Nick turned away from her and the Stokes' kept out of view and listened intently. "I don't know what you are talking about."
"You never lie to me, Nicky," Sara said angrily, "You have never once lied to me, or to anyone on CSI, so why are you lying to me now?"
"I never lied to you," Nick was feeling a little angry now, as well. "Well, Sara, I hate to break it to you, but I did lie to you a few times. After Nigel Crane," he said, and Sara looked at him shocked, "You all kept asking if I was okay and I said that I was but I wasn't, so there, I lied about Nigel Crane."
"Why didn't you tell us how that had affected you Nicky, we wanted to help." Sara asked.
"No you didn't Sara," Nick said, "You wanted to forget that it ever happened because you all found it awkward to talk about."
"Nicky, that's not true," Sara said, although she knew it was.
"Catherine is always telling me that I should be more open with people and tell them what is bothering me instead of just talking about what is bothering them, well fine, then, let's talk about me."
"When I was nine years old I was molested by my babysitter, Sara, someone I should have been able to trust. After that I kept to myself, much preferring privacy. When I was on the Dallas police force I was shot in the leg. After I moved to Vegas, I got held at gunpoint by Amy Hendler, Nigel Crane stalked me and tried to kill me twice, killed someone in my house and almost committed suicide in my house. And then, two months ago I was buried alive and was almost eaten to death by fire ants. I don't know Sara, are those all things that you want to be talking about, because nobody really ever wants to talk about those things, Catherine feels awkward talking about those things."
Sara (and the Stokes' in the hall) had tears in their eyes. "It wasn't in your file, being molested," she whispered.
"That's because the first person I ever told about that was Catherine, two years ago," he said, "And you're the second." He too had tears in his eyes as he brushed past Sara, was shocked to see his parents, but still continued on his way to his room as Sara collapsed into a seat at the kitchen table crying.
Hey, I know that it was short so sorry about that, but I hope that you liked it. I wanted in this chapter to be a little more open with Sara about what was bothering Nick, and I figured that seeing as Sara is so stubborn it wouldn't be hard to get her into a fight with Nick. Please review.