Sorry it took so long to update, but I was in England so I couldn't write. I hope that you like this final installment to 'You'll Always Have Me', I really enjoyed writing this story and I hope that you guys have enjoyed reading it. If you could please review one last time I would like to know your thoughts. Thanks so much, TickTockNelly.

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Chapter Five:

Sara stood still in the kitchen, feeling paralyzed to the spot, tears running down her cheeks. She just couldn't seem to comprehend what Nick had just told her, it was so terrible to think like that of all Nick had been through, and now she truly understood that this time it would not be so easy for Nick to heal himself, and she also understood that it was obvious that Nick had never once healed from anything.

She turned to look as Nick's sobbing parents entered the kitchen and made their way to sit down at the table. They didn't know where Nick had went; he had gone upstairs for a moment before they heard him come back down and leave the house.

Mrs. Stokes was hysterical, crying as though she would never be able to stop. Her head in her hands and her face red, she cried for what seemed like hours but for what were only minutes. Mr. Stokes, with a tear streaked face, was sitting next to her rubbing her back soothingly.

Sara walked over and stood near them, still silent. She knew that Nick's parents needed time to process what had happened before they would be able to talk. She only had to stand there for about a minute before they did, though.

"I can't believe this," Mrs. Stokes sobbed looking up at Sara and her husband, "I don't understand how we couldn't have known about this, I- I can't even think of which babysitter it could have been, I can't comprehend what is going on, it's like its some crazy dream."

"Mrs. Stokes," Sara whispered, "Nick has always loved to help people when they are upset, and he has never liked people knowing when he is upset because he doesn't like to worry people. Nick is so unselfish. Nick was only nine when this happened, he probably didn't know how to process it and he may have thought that he had done something wrong and therefore didn't want to get in trouble for it. I think that after years of this happening, he just couldn't think of any way to actually tell you."

Mr. and Mrs. Stokes looked up at her, listening intently to what she was saying.

"I remember a case two years ago that really hit Nick hard. He was working it with Catherine and it was really hard for him, but it didn't seem unusual to anyone because Nick has always had a hard time working cases involving children. A fourteen year old boy was found dead in his therapist's house. If I remember right, Nick found fibers all over the boys underpants and body of one of the therapists blanket. It looked as though she had molested him. Thinking about it now I know that Catherine had told me that Nick was getting too attached to the case and that she was going to pull him off it, but she never did. I think that she must have told him she was pulling him off and he must have decided that he had to tell her so that she would understand. Nick is absolutely amazing, you raised him well, I know that I wouldn't be able to go through all that Nick has and come out of it. He's trying so hard to get through this now, and I think that in order to get him through it, we have to get him through everything one thing at a time. Starting with what happened when he was nine."

Mr. Stokes nodded, "If we get him to talk about what happened when he was younger, we might be able to help heal that wound. You're right, Sara, we have to get him through everything that happened to him because he has never gotten over anything, because he's always kept everything bottled up inside. We need to help him."

Mrs. Stokes agreed, "But we have to find him first."

Nick looked behind him from where he was sitting in a clearing of trees overlooking the lake to see Sara approaching him. He turned his attention back to the lake and didn't speak when she laid down, resting her head in his lap like a pillow and looking up at him. He was ignoring her.

"Nick," she whispered, "Nicky, please talk to me."

Nick looked down at her with tears in his already red eyes and bit his lip, looking away quickly. "I'm sorry," he said, "I never should have told you about that, I shouldn't have freaked out on you, I'm sorry."

Sara sat up and took his face in her hands, making him look her in the eyes. "You're sorry? You have nothing to be sorry for alright? I am so sorry about everything that happened to you, and you were right, we did find it awkward to talk about and we didn't want to talk about it, we wanted you to talk about it. We all thought that if you needed to talk that you would, we didn't realize that you wouldn't."

"But I probably should have," Nick replied, "I always tried to keep things to myself, I thought that I could handle the nightmares that I've had every single night since I was nine, but I can't anymore, and now the nightmares are getting worse, the things that have happened are now happening in two's in my dream, I get shot and I'm locked in the box, Nigel Crane watches as the babysitter molests me and then he tries to kill me. I can't take it anymore, Sara." He looked down and started sobbing.

Sara wrapped her arms around him and held him as he sobbed, she was also crying. "Shh, it's alright," she whispered soothingly every few minutes. They sat there for a long time, crying and talking. Sara knew that as much as it hurt him to talk about everything it was also good for him, like a therapy. And as much time as it took, she would help him through everything. She decided later to call Grissom that night and tell him that she needed to take more time off, she needed to help Nick heal himself and she knew that it wasn't all going to happen in a few days. She got two more weeks off, and then she and Nick were expected to be back at work. She hoped that there would be enough time to get Nick through everything, but she figured that it would take much, much longer. But they had lots of time, they had forever, and she would be there for him forever.

"I love you," Nick whispered to Sara. She pulled away from the embrace and smiled at him.

"I love you, too, Nicky," She replied.

"No," Nick told her, "I mean I really love you."

"So did I,"

Nick smiled and they hugged again. They really did have forever, because they both loved each other and, really, that was all that mattered.

THE END

Okay, this is really the end of this story. I really loved this story, and I thought that this was definitely the time to end it before it got boring. Please review, I really want to know what was thought of the final chapter. Thank you all so much for reading this story.