Okay, sorry that it took me so long to put in the second chapter, don't have an excuse. Anyway, here it is, please tell me what you think!

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Sara rolled around until she was lying on her back. She was still wearing the red dress, but she had no idea where she was. She new she hadn't been there before. The room was dark, she saw a window at the other side of the room, sat up and went over to it. The drapes were closed, as soon as she pulled them away the sunshine filled the room and made her blink.

It only took her about a second to remember last night. Joan, the club, Nick, the confessions… the kiss. 'I have to get out of here'. She looked out the door into the living room. Nick was asleep on the couch in a t-shirt and boxers. 'Why does he have to be so cute?'

She found her purse and sneaked out the apartment. Out on the street there was something she hadn't thought about. It was probably around twelve am, she was wearing a fancy red dress and her hair probably looked terrible! She walked a bit down the street, until she found a gas station. She found a bench and sat down to call a cab.

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Nick heard the door shut. He was tired and he had the worst hangover in years. After a few minutes he was able to sit up. As he looked around his living room wondering why he wasn't in his bed he remembered Sara. He stood up, realizing he didn't have any pants on. After finding the pants from last night on the end of the couch he took his keys and ran out the door.

He walked around for a while since his car still was at the club. But he didn't see Sara anywhere. After fifth teen minutes he went back inside. He tried calling Sara at her cell and at home but she didn't answer.

Later that day, after he had gotten back his car from the club, he drove to her apartment. Her car wasn't there and when he rang the doorbell no one answered.

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Sara pulled up the car and got out. She was on the top of a little hill. She used to go there whenever she needed to think about something, this time that thing was Nick. 'What am I going to do? He probably doesn't like me for real… I mean he was kind of drunk last night, and so was I… And what's gonna happen tomorrow? Who knows what he's going to say, or do?' She felt confused as she looked out the hill.

She had been driving all day, knowing that Nick probably tried to call her. But what could she do? She needed to go to work tomorrow, and she would have to face him again… 'Why did I leave? I could have stayed… tried to talk about it with him, tell him what I want.' The only problem was that she didn't know what she wanted. She knew it was wrong to date someone from work. But these feelings, would they ever go away? And anyway, who said he felt the same way? 'He did…' A silent voice said inside of her. 'He did.'

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It was Monday night and Sara was standing in her living room. Usually she would only feel a bit tired of the fact that she worked night shift. Now she had all these other feelings mixed in. Fare, confusion, expectation… love. She put on some jeans and a red shiny shirt. She didn't usually wear that kind of shirts at work. 'If he recognizes the red he remembers, if he doesn't show that he remembers, then he doesn't want to remember.' She thought while biting her lip.

When the car pulled up at the lab she felt more secure that she felt at home. This was where she worked, it had nothing to do with her private life, at least it didn't use to… She walked into the break room to get a cup of coffee before the shift started. Warrick was sitting in one of the couches and Sara wondered if Nick had told him about Saturday night. As she poured herself a cup he nodded to her.

"Hey… What's up?" He asked, just like he used to before a shift started.

"Nothing really…" She replied, trying to avoid talking about the weekend. But she knew the question was coming. She had made the mistake of telling Warrick she was going to meet her wild friend Joan.

"So…" he began, "what did you and Joan do on your weekend of?" After realizing Nick wasn't anywhere near by she loosened up a bit and started telling him about the night out.

"It was fun… it was a long time since I did something like that… We went to a club."

Warrick laughed. Just at that moment Nick walked through the door. The first thing he saw was Warrick sitting on a couch laughing. He turned around to look at what he was laughing at and met Sara's face. She looked scared, but still hopeful. Nick focused his eyes on her red shirt. A million thoughts rushed through Nick's head, but he only said one out loud:

"What are you laughing at?" He looked at Warrick and tried not to seem down.

"Well Sara was just telling me that she was at this club Saturday night, can you image Sara on a club? I mean no offence Sara, but I just never thought of you like the girl who goes at clubs…"

Sara new he didn't mean anything bad with what he said and she didn't care. She just stared down to the floor, afraid to meet Nick's eyes. Luckily Grissom and Catherine walked into the break room. After telling them about the new case of a murdered woman he told them what to do.

"Warrick and Catherine, you guys go to the house, Nick you go talk to the policeman downstairs to see how much he knows and Sara you'll go talk to her husband at his office, he doesn't know about it yet."

They all started to walk in different directions. Sara walked to the locker room to get her jacket and car keys. When she closed the locker she noticed Nick was standing in the room, watching her.

"Why'd you leave?" He asked, his eyes were confused, and she could see he was hurt.

"I have to go…" She started to walk away. He stood in her way, looking into her eyes filling with tears. But Nick grabbed her arm.

"Sara." He said softly and looked into her eyes. She pulled back her hand he was holding.

"Why do you have to make it so hard? We had one night out, and now you except me to be your girlfriend or something? What do you want from me?" She didn't know why the tears fell, she couldn't help it. 'What does he want from me?'

"An answer." He replied.

"I thought you regret what you did… what you said. I mean we had both had a lot to drink, I assumed you wouldn't feel the same way now…"

"Why would you think that?" He slowly took her hand and squeezed it.

"I don't' know. I've been hurt so many times before, I don't wanna go through it again… does this mean you actually meant what you said?" She took a chance and looked into his eyes. He was smiling.

"I love you Sara!" He almost whispered it as he leaned over to her face and planted a soft kiss on her lips. She felt a hot rush go through her body as his hands ran up and down her back. Sara wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him closer. After a moment they pulled back again. She smiled back at him and replied:

"I love you too Nick…" She bit her lip and started to walk away towards the parking lot. Nick stood there, paralyzed by the kiss. After a few seconds he took a breath again and started to move too.

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