Disclaimer: I don't own any Characters or the show CSI. This prose is merely a way to express my creativity and practise my writing.But people, Creativity is always better than Copying.
A/N: Second C2. Dedicated to the makers of the Snickers bar. GO SNICKERS!
-M16
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Ecklie had taken their statements, and everyone had left to go back to work, or home to sleep. Only Sara remained by Nick's side. They sat holding hands, when suddenly Sara sat up straighter. "Nicky..I have to tell you something." She said solemly. "Okay, honey." He said, slightly amused by her gravelly tone. "Well, I never told anyone about this." She said. "Except Grissom." She added painfully. Nick realized that this was hard for Sara and he sat up straighter also. He took both of her hands. "Go on, Honey." He said quietly. "I was in foster care since I was 8. My parents used to fight, all the time. They were always screaming, and throwing things. Sometimes they hurt each other. Mom had a broken leg, and arm. Dad had to get stiches in his head. We were always going to the hospital. Then, one night, It went further. Mom was yelling about him not paying the bills. Ther was screaming, and the sound of something hitting flesh. Then silence. I ran into the room, and found Dad on the floor. Blood was pouring out of his chest. Mom was lying on the floor next to him, covered in blood, holding a knife. I ran out of the room, and called the police." She took a deep breath, trying to hold back tears. "I always felt guilty about that. I had called the people who had taken my mother away. Who took me, and put me in 48 different foster homes over 23 years." She said, tears freely flowing down her cheeks. "I called them..." She said sadly. Nick pulled her closer. "Honey, It's not your fault. Honey...It's okay" He soothed her. "I called them.." She whispered again.
"Sara, I have something to tell you too." He whispered, and she sat back down on her seat, clutching his hand. "I was 9. She was a last-minute babysitter. She came into my room, and sat down on my bed. She told me that I was a handsome, good boy. She told me that that was how good boys were rewarded. She took off my shirt, and massaged my chest. I stood still, scared as hell. Then, she reached down, and put her hands inside my pants. She took them off, and then she took off her own clothes. I was in shock. I lay still, staring at the ceiling. The she got on top of me. I cried, and she told me to stop crying. " Nick gulped for air. "After...After she stopped, she got up, and put her clothes on. She told me I was a good boy, and good boy's should'nt tell. I just lay there, and after she left, I took a shower. I felt dirty. I never told anyone, not even my mother or sisters. But, I told Catherine." He said, tears also pouring down his face. Sara bent down to hug him again, and they cried together. Sara's lips soon found Nick's, and they kissed for several minutes, until a loud commotion at the door startled them.
"Where is he?" Bill Stokes's loud voice broke out. "Oh, I don't know, Bill." His wife's voice broke out. A nurse pointed them into the room. "Pancho!" Bill said, walking over to hug him. "Oh, Pancho! First you get buried alive, now you get shot!" He said, slightly angry." Bill, stop harassing him!" His wife scolded him, as she came up to give Nick a hug. "Nicky, you really worried us!" She said. The two suddenly noticed Sara, who was still clutching his hand and looking very out-of-place. "Oh, who are you?" Bill asked her. "Bill, don't be rude. Nicky, dear, who is your friend here?" She asked Nick. "Mom, Cisco. This is my girlfriend, Sara." He said proudly. Sara smiled at his parents, who smiled and hugged her too." Nicky! Why did'nt you tell us!" His mom said happily. "Now, dear. I'm Nick's mother, and this is his father, Judge Bill Stokes." His mother said excietledly. "Your sister are going to be sooo happy, Nicky!" His mother told him, ushering Sara to sit. "So, when did you two meet? Where? When was your first date, first kiss, everything. Spill!" His mother said, and Sara glanced at Nick before she began.
Three hours later, after his parents had left, Nick again took her hand. "Sorry about that. They're pretty lively." He apoligized. "It's okay Nicky. It was kind of fun." She told him. "Sara, when Ecklie took my satement this morning, I asked him a question." Nick said quietly. "What question?" She asked curiously. "What will happen, to Grissom." Nick said slowly. Sara became silent, waiting for his reply. "Ecklie said he will be fired, and have to do 2-6 years in prison." Sara gasped. "I know.. he probobly deserves it, but Nicky!" She said, slightly feeling guilty. "I know, Honey. I feel guilty too. But he pulled the trigger. He lost it. He did this to himself, not us." He told her. "He said Catherine would get Graveyard Supervisor. She is allowed to choose her people. She is allowed to have 6. She doe'snt know yet. She is still pretty shoken up. But Warrick wil help her." He soothed her. She laughed at the last part.
"You are allowed to leave tommorow." The nurse informed them. "But no field work! For at least a week!" She added, smiling. Nick and Sara smiled at each other, and they prepared for another night at the hospital. This time, they would move the loveseat to right beside the bed, so they could be closer. They lay together for hours, singing and talking and telling secrets. As he watched her sleep, Nick knew Sara was the perfect girl for him. And tommorow, they would go home. To their home, the one they now shared. Nick smiled, and began to sing to himself again.
I'll Be your cryin' shoulder
I'll Be loves suicide
I'll Be better when I'm older
I'll Be the greatest fan of your life
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A/N: I know this one is kinda short. Oh well. The end of the story is coming near, only 1 or 2 more chapters.
Enjoy it while you still can!
Happy; Happy day!
-M-16