Chapter 3

A stray tear escaped from Sara's eye as she ran, and she didn't dare stop. How could this have happened? More tears escaped her hurting eyes. Everything inside her hurt but most of the pain was in her heart.

She got to her car and took out her car keys but froze. She could hear footsteps running towards her.

"Sara!" Nick yelled again.

She could feel the warm bursts of liquid running down her cheeks. Nick finally managed to catch up with her, but his breath was left behind. He had to stop and catch it again.

"Sara, wait!" He called out again. Sara could hear the desperate tone in his voice.

"For what?" Sara replied coldly. Her back was still turned to him. She couldn't face him, for she knew her heart would then be beyond repair. She wasted no time getting into her car, whether Nick told her or not why she should wait.

As she drove off, she erupted in tears. Nick was left standing there and he himself felt a tear roll down his face.

Nick felt a presence walk up to him and grab his waist.

"What's her deal?" Jane asked.

"Go home Jane." Nick replied.

"Let me rephrase my question…what's your deal?" Jane asked again.

No reply came from the remorseful Texan; he simply walked off towards his home.

The next day

Nick was in the break room making a cup of coffee as Warrick entered; he said hello and sat down on the lumpy couch. Warrick already had a mug in his hand.

"You look like hell," Warrick commented.

"I feel like it." Nick replied. The bruise on his eye was still there, as black and as blue as ever.

"You know I just talked to Grissom and apparently Sara's off ill…" Warrick waited for a reaction, but received nothing from Nick, Nick was just holding in his concern.

"…And you and I are going to the Tangiers to investigate the suspicious murder of a man."

Nick gulped down the rest of his scorching hot coffee, torturing his throat as it went down his esophagus. I deserve it for what I've done to Sara. Warrick departed the room and Nick then followed suit.

They drove over to the hotel and entered the crime scene.

"So, dead dude on the bed and looks like he's been strangled." Warrick began as he took out a UV light. "He was also having a party, Nick you can have the honours to swab the sample."

After the Shift

Nick was physically tired but his brain was working in overload. He tried to escape from the thoughts of Sara but his heart wouldn't let him. The Texan drove past Sara's house, when the image of her frowning face entered his brain again. He reversed his car.

Nick departed the car and ran up to the door and knocked it.

Sara opened the door. Nick noticed mascara blurred down her cheek, the unhappiness she was expressing turned into anger as her face filled with blood at the sight of Nick. She slammed the door in his face. A tear built up in Nick's un-bruised eye.

"Sara, I'm sorry." Nick shouted. "I wasn't thinking."

Sara opened the door again.

"Exactly you weren't thinking." Sara screamed. Her anger turned to a quiet disappointment.

"Nick, I love you, but I don't think you love me back." Sara turned away after closing the door. She broke down in tears again as she felt her heart crack ever more.

Nick walked back slowly to his car and entered it and drove off. Nick, I love you, but I don't think you love me back. Those words continually revolved around his mind. I love you too Sara and I'll prove it!

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Thank-you guys for being so patient! I hope you liked this chapter. I've been busy with school and other crappy stuff like that. I'd like to thank Moonjava, jd, Blondie, AllyKat2108, spooky-phoenix, Mma63, and sidle girl for reviewing last chapter.