1Authors note: Ok, now the drama starts to grow… Thanx again Nickysbabygirl!

She looked at him for a few seconds, just enough for him to understand that she REALLY did not want to talk about it. They both jumped out of the car with the same thing on there mind, "When was she going to open up to him"?

She sat down at his sofa.

"Do you want something to drink," he asked.

"No thanks, I'm fine." she answered.

"Thanx for picking me up… I mean… Thanx!" She said slowly.

He sat down beside her. He had never wanted another woman as much as he wanted her. She moved away from him. She almost screamed (again), when he pulled himself closer to her:

"Gee, Nick! Move!" She cried. But this time he wasn't about to let her go- which made her even more scared. He laid both his arms around her- trying to calm her down. Finally she did.

"Okay, now… Don't tell me that this is nothing!" He whispered in her ear.

"No," she whispered back, "I'm going to tell you the truth…"

She grabbed his hand. "I really feel like I can trust you, Nick! But…" she stopped.

"Don't worry, you can- you can trust me." he answered. She held his hand tighter.

"Sure?" she whispered.

He nodded his head, and looked curiously at her

"Sure" he said sounding completely calm.

"Well… I'd been out with my friend Marissa. You know her, right?"

"Yeah, she's the one who had a fight with Catherine about the door?" he asked.

"Yeah, but don't get her wrong, she's really a nice girl!" she answered.

"I'm sure she is." he smiled back at her.

"Yeah… well… anyway; we'd just finished our second drink, when she started to feel sick… So, I drove her to her apartment. I decided to walk her to her up… and…" she paused. "I'm sorry…" she said as tears started to fall down her cheek.

He moved closer, next to her. "Don't worry…" he finally managed to say.

"I do worry" she whispered back.

"Do you want to stop? I kind of figured out what happened next." he said. She nodded slowly.

"I think I want to go home now…" she said- almost asked.

"I just have one question, if you don't mind?" he said in a silent voice.

"Sure?" she responded almost afraid to hear what he was going to ask.

"When did it…" he paused and just looked at her.

"Oh, Nick! You… one of your friends has been raped and all you can think about is how to get the-bad-guy!" she asked bitterly.

"I'm sorry, but you have the same job as me, and know DNA. Fresh Useful." he said trying to calm her down.

"I'm outta here!" she said as she walked in the direction of his door.

"No, wait! Please…" he called after her. She stopped and looked back at him.

The tears were falling down her cheeks. "I won't… I'm sorry!" she looked down on the floor.

He started to walk over to her. He laid a caring hand on her left shoulder, which made her cry even more.

"I'm sorry, I just…" he stopped her. "You didn't do anything wrong." he said.

Authors note: Ok, this is not the end, I'm still have one more chapter going on- working on it! I would love some tips! Thanx to Nickysbabygirl!