A.N./ A big thankyou to everyone who reviewed! I'm glad people are enjoying it. I'm going to introduce a twist that just seemed to appear in my head when I was wrting it at the end of this chapter - its slightly evil tho! Speaking of which:
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So, enough of my rambling, read on...
Chapter 3
As he saw the looks of worry that the other CSI's exchanged, Nick suddenly felt a wave of horror. If they didn't know where she was, and he didn't know where she was … then what had happened to her? He struggled to try and remember what had happened in the lab. He had covered her eyes with his hands, and then he had tripped, and the last thing he remembered was Sara's terrified scream of "Niiiiiiick!". Oh God, if anything had happened to her because of him…
Warrick stared down at his friend in dismay. He knew how much Nick had liked Sara, he may have even been progressing to love Sara, and Warrick knew this must be tearing him up inside.
The nurses who had been wheeling Nick to have his scans started to move the people around the gurney, muttering something about needing to hurry with these tests. The CSI's reluctantly moved back, allowing their friend to be wheeled away.
"Don't worry Nick, we'll find out where Sara is. I'm sure she's fine!" Catherine called. It sounded like a pathetic promise even to her ears.
As Warrick watched Nick pass through a set of double doors down the corridor he turned to the others. "So," he started, "Where do you guys reckon Sara is?"
Grissom still stared fixedly on the ground. His gaze had been fixed there ever since he had heard Nick speak those fateful words. Where's Sara? He never knew how much two little words could tilt his world so upside down. He now realised how much he had come to depend on Sara, and how much he had taken her feelings for him for granted, never taking the risk to see if there was something worth risking his career for. Not once had he ever put her before his work, and he now realised that she deserved to be there. He had to find her, because if she was still alive, and right now he wished with all his heart that she was, he had to tell her how he felt.
He looked up, with determination in his eyes. "I do not know where she is, Warrick, but we are going to find her!" Grissom said, with such force that the others looked at him in shock. With that, he turned and walked down the hallway towards the reception area, ostensibly to try to find out some information about Sara, and the others, after exchanging some looks of their own, followed.
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Nick lay there in the MRI machine, with it revolving around him, with his eyes shut. And tried to do as the nurse had said, and let his mind blank out, but it was near impossible when he had no idea what had happened to Sara. He couldn't bear the thought that she might be dead, not when he cared so much for her, not when he … loved her. For it was clear to him now exactly how he felt about her. He knew that he had to tell her how he felt, when he found out where she was, if she was alive. No. She HAD to be alive! There was no way his life would continue if she wasn't alive. Not when he now knew he had a chance.
For they had been chatting the other day in the break room when Grissom had walked in, grabbed a cup of coffee, said hi to Nick, acted as if Sara wasn't even there and had walked out again. Throughout the whole 30 seconds he had been in the room Sara had been dead silent, as if almost willing Grissom NOT to notice her. When he had walked out again, Nick had turned to Sara, to notice tears in the corners of her eyes. He knew she had harboured supposedly secret feelings for Grissom for quite some time, however, the entire lab knew. He also realised how much the last 30 seconds had hurt her, even though she was trying not to let it show, and had acted like she wanted it to happen. So, acting on instinct, he had gathered her up in a hug.
"Sara, what's wrong?"
"Nothing," she sniffled. "It's just I've finally begun to realise that Grissom has no romantic feelings for me whatsoever. I've also realised that it hasn't been love that I've been feeling for him all this time, it's been infatuation."
"Right," Nick said slowly, not really understanding the distinction between the two, and wondering whether infatuation was better or worse than love.
Sara seemed to notice this and continued. "Nick, I don't love him. I went for him because I realised he was someone I could never get, and I wanted to achieve that goal. It became an obsessive competition for me to get him, it ended up having nothing to do with feelings. And I've now realised that I want something more. I don't have feelings for him. I may have done at some point, but I don't any more. And now that I've realised that, I don't feel like playing his game any more." She smiled. "I want to go out, meet a guy, go on dates." Her smile turned impish. "I want to have fun!"
And with that comment she had turned her head to look up at him and had stepped away from him. Walking out of the break room she had turned back to him and added "And that's what I'm going to do!".
Nick didn't even know if she could ever feel anything romantic for him, but that phrase kept echoing through his mind. He knew he had to try, and if she didn't want to … then he would have to accept that, he realised, with a sinking weight in the bottom of his stomach.
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Sara awoke, groggy and uncertain of where she was. She appeared to be in a very clean, very white room. How strange! she thought. She looked around for any kind of recognisable features that could try to tell her where she was. Suddenly someone else walked into the room. It was a young girl, who couldn't have been more than 20, wearing a white uniform.
"Ah good, you're awake!" she said brightly. "I'll go and get the doctor!"
Sara grabbed her by the arm. "Wait! Why a doctor? And why am I here?"
The nurse looked concerned. "Don't you remember what happened at the lab where you work? We've got an account of what happened from your male co-worker, Nick, but we were hoping we could get an account from you too!"
"Who – who's Nick?" Sara said worriedly.
A.N.2/Mwahahahahahahaha! Sorry, I couldn't resist!Please review!
