Sara was on her way to work, she drove exactly the same way as she always did but something seemed different, something about the whole day seemed different. She stopped at a set of traffic lights. She stared intensely at the lights watching them changed from red to amber to green. Green, the glow, all the sounds of the busy street drifted into a blur and all that Sara could see was the image of Nick lying in the box and she couldn't look away.

"Nick" She mumbled.

Then something caught her attention, a slight banging sound of in the distance. It was getting louder. All of a sudden everything rushed back, the harsh noises and lights of the street infiltrated her senses.

"Hey lady!" A rather red faced man was standing next to Sara's window, his hand banging on the glass.

"Move it…the lights green!"

Sara shook her head, trying to bring herself back to reality.

"I'm sorry" She mouthed to the man.

She repeated the words but this time they were not aimed at the man standing by her window. She put her truck in drive and continued on her way to work.

Nick sat in the break room the TV was on but he wasn't really watching it, his mind was elsewhere. He needed to be at work but the idea of actually focusing to get any work done seemed an impossible task. He decided to just stay in the break room, maybe he could build up to getting something done later on, he was early so he had plenty of time.

"Gil" Brass said as he walked into Grissom's home. Grissom nodded a hello.

"My guys have just cleared the area, whoever was here has long gone" Grissom sighed and took the note which was now in an evidence bag that Catherine had brought.

"I've got to get this to the lab, Catherine's going to stay here and work the...scene."

Although this situation was completely different Grissom got a small incite into what Nick must have been going through with Nigel Crane, how it feels when the one place your supposed to be able to return and feel safe gets violated and turned into a crime scene.

"Gil" Catherine said as she walked up to Grissom. She looked down at the note and back to him. They were both thinking the same thing and didn't need to voice their concern.

"I'll meet you back at the lab" Grissom turned and walked out of his home and down to his truck. He placed the note on the passenger seat and drove off to HQ.

"Hey Grissom" Greg called as he caught site of his boss walking through the corridor at a rather quick pace. Grissom stopped and turned.

"Yes Greg"

Greg paused and looked down the hall to the break room.

"I err just saw Nick, he seemed a bit….distant you know…."

Grissom nodded he knew that he needed to talk to Nick, but just didn't know what he was going say.

"Thank you Greg" He turned and walked down to his office, he placed the evidence bag containing the note into his desk draw, he'd deal with that later, first he needed to speak to Nick.

He walked into the break room to see Nick who was staring at the book cabinet.

"Nick" Nothing, no response.

"Nick"

Nick jumped and turned to the door way, he opened his mouth to speak but couldn't form the words. Grissom noticed and walked over to him, he sat down next to Nick who didn't move. They sat in silence for a moment neither one knowing what to say.

"I'm sorry Nick" Was all that Grissom could manage. Nick stayed still, his eyes again focused on something in the room. There was silence for a moment and to Grissom the silence was deafening. Then, in just above a whisper Nick spoke.

"It's not your fault"

Grissom shut his eyes, even in the roughest of times Nick was always Nick. The kind, gentle man that always thought of others before himself. Grissom thought back to the time in the police station as they stood and watched Nigel Crane.

"Its not over for me….its over for Jane Galloway."

Grissom sighed and turned to Nick.

"I should have told you about the tape…"

"What's done is done Griss…I just want to move on…and"

Nick wasn't even sure himself what to do let alone explain it to Grissom. He turned to look at Grissom for the first time during their conversation.

"I'm gonna to be fine…I am fine" He knew he wasn't but the last thing he wanted was for everyone to be worrying over him, he wanted to deal with it, it was his problem and he wanted to stand up, be strong and make it go away himself.

Grissom looked into the brown eyes of the young man sitting next to him, his eyes conveyed more than he could ever say and Grissom was unsure that the sadness within those eyes would ever fade. He was about to speak but realized nothing he could have said would have made Nick feel any better. Instead he decided to say nothing and the two men sat in silence side by side hoping that one day things would be back to normal.

Thanks for the comments and reviews they do wonders on an ego lol...Well anyway I hope you liked this chapter, the story seems abit slow at the moment and I hope that you'll stick with me while it's pace begins to pick up. As always any review is welcomed and although I do love a good review if there's something you don't like feel free to point it out, I wont bite...much. Thanks for reading.

Liz : )