A.N. I'm going on holiday, so I won't be able to update for 2 weeks. Oh no, you say, how will I survive? Yeah, right! Anyway, I will continue this on those old fashioned things called paper and pens whilst relaxing in the sunshine (hopefully) on a beach, and I will update as soon as possible!

This fic is dedicated to all true snickers fans, as we meet that fantastic element: snickers fluff!

Chapter 7

Nick managed to catch Sara as she fainted, tightening his arms around her reflexively as he felt her fall against him. He awkwardly moved one of his arms underneath her knees and, with the other wrapped around her back, he picked her up, and carried her back onto the couch, carefully making sure that her broken leg was laid out on the couch gently.

"Sara?" he questioned worriedly. "Sara? SARA?"

There was no response.

He could see her chest rising and falling, and so knew she was breathing, but he couldn't understand what had happened. One minute she had been smiling at him, and the next she had moaned in pain and collapsed into his arms.

He heard the kettle click off in the kitchen. Very reluctantly, he got off the couch and went to make 2 cups of coffee. He reasoned that she would probably need one when she woke up, and he knew that this repetitive task would make him feel more normal, and get his body under control. There was nothing at all sexy about coffee, he could handle coffee.

Carrying 2 cups back into the living room, he set them down on the coffee table, and sat down next to her again, careful not to squash her.

He gently stroked some hair off her cheek again, and took hold of her hand.

"C'mon Sara, wake up! Please wake up! Things were going really well!"

On impulse he leant over and placed a soft kiss on her forehead, feeling how soft her skin was with his lips. When he pulled away he saw her smiling at him, her eyes open and full of more than happiness … they were full of love.

"Hey," Nick said, smiling at her, "you gave me quite a fright."

"Hey Nicky. I guess I was lucky you were there to catch me." She grinned at him, a true happiness grin, that lit up her entire face.

When Nick saw this, what she had just said to him registered in his mind.

"Did you just call me Nicky?" he questioned, the corners of his mouth threatening to break into a huge smile.

"I did!" Sara said, with a large amount of pride in her voice. "They all just returned." As she saw Nick begin to smile widely she continued. "I was thinking about the only memory I had remembered, and the feeling of you hugging me, and so I remembered when you hugged me the other day, when I was sad about Grissom, and said I would get my life back, and then they all just … came, they bombarded me with images, sounds, smells. It was all too much! My brain couldn't take it!"

"Oh Sar, I'm so happy! I don't feel any less guilty for causing you to have to go through this, but I'm happy that you can finally remember everything!"

"Nicky." She looked at him sternly. "Please stop feeling guilty about it! That makes me feel guilty."

"Sorry, Sara, but that is never going to happen. I will always feel guilty about that! You're the person I would least want to hurt in the world, and yet you are the first person I've properly hurt in the world."

Sara grinned cheekily at him, and struggled to sit up. Once she was sitting up she looked into his eyes and stated, her voice low and seductive, "You could feel a little less guilty."

Nick smiled at her. He could tell that she had regained all of her memories, as they were regaining their usual playful flirty banter from the last 5 years.

"Oh?" he said. Matching her wicked smile with one of his own, he asked "How can I do that?".

Sara leaned closer to him, until she could feel each and every one of his breaths, still staring into his eyes. Tilting her head to the side as though thinking, she wet her lips. She felt his breathing speed up, and smiled. "You could always kiss me better." she suggested.

Nick looked down at her lips, soft and inviting, and looked back into her eyes again. He could see desire and playfulness in them, but they were almost hidden behind aweb of nervousness as to what he would say. He knew she was scared and was putting herself out there, to see if there was anything between them.

Exactly what Grissom hadn't dared to do.

He smiled, and leant forwards to capture her lips with his.

The kiss was soft and sweet, and he felt as if the slightest movement would break it. But then Sara pressed closer to him and he felt her tongue plead for entry into his mouth. Groaning, he deepened the kiss pressing her down into the cushions.

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An hour, and several long passionate kisses later, they broke for air once again. Sara gasped for breath, trying to calm the beating of her heart, and then smiled shyly at Nick, who was trying to do the same thing, supporting himself on his arms, so as not to crush her.

"Wow," he whispered, his eyes still shut.

Sara giggled. "Wow yourself! That was quite some kiss!"

Nick opened his eyes, grinning down at her. "Well, I certainly enjoyed it!"

Sara laughed again.

"Uh, yes, I can … tell" she said, moving her hips slightly, causing him to notice what his body had done.

Embarrassed, he said "It's your own fault, you shouldn't be so damn sexy!"

"Well, I'm sorry Nick, but you're just going to have to control yourself, because I'm not going to sleep with you until you've at least taken me out on one date!"

He laughed, raising himself off her, and sitting on the edge of the couch.

"In that case, I think I'll go and have a shower. Have you got any extra towels?"

"Yeah, they're in the cupboard under the sink in the bathroom," Sara said. She reached for the remote. "I'll just watch some TV until you've calmed down a bit!"

Nick laughed, and kissing her quickly on the lips, he walked out of the living room to her bathroom.

When she heard the water turn on, she laughed to herself, thinking that he was probably going to have to start off with a cold shower. Just then the doorbell rang.

Sara got up, after having reached for her crutches, meaning that she was a lot steadier. Hobbling to the door, she opened it, and was stunned into silence by who she found there.

A.N.2/ Please please please please please please please please please please please please please read and review! That's 13 please's, my lucky number, so I'm hoping you will all review!