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It was past midday when Nick was finally allowed to see Sara after her operation. He was tired. Very tired. Normally he would be asleep at this time, but all he had managed to do to stay awake had been to drink obscene amounts of coffee. Call it gentlemanly duty to his 'fiancé'. He wasn't going to leave when she was so sick.

She was asleep when he entered her hospital room, so he made his way to the side of her bed to sit down next to her. He gently grasped her hand with one of his; his thumb caressed her hand softly as he looked at her pale face. Even though he'd never admit it, he was scared.

He'd always seen Sara as a strong person, and to see her so vulnerable, so sick, so helpless, it broke his heart. And scared him.

But what scared him the most was the new feelings he was developing for the beautiful brunette. She had always been his friend, possibly his best friend. Going out for drinks, hanging out with each other; everything you do with a friend. He'd never even considered anything more with her. He was happy being friends.

But then his mind wandered. What would it be like if he and Sara were together? He could imagine curling up on the couch with her watching the discovery channel. Rubbing her neck after a hard night at work. And, dare he say it, making love to her?

He swallowed nervously as he looked at Sara's face, and mentally slapped himself again. She is sick, god dammit, he though to himself angrily. His heart was beating so loudly in his chest, and he ran his fingers through his hair, trying to calm the erratic beating in his chest.

Sara's eyes began to flutter open, and he grasped her hand more tightly, reassuring the groggy woman he was still there.

"Nicky?" She asked hoarsely. Nick felt his heart tense at the sound of her voice.

"Yeah, darlin'," he drawled back softly. Her eyelids fluttered slightly as her eyes began to focus on her surroundings, finally stopping on Nick. She gave a weak smile.

"You stayed?"

He smiled a full smile at her.

"You think I'd leave you?"

She smiled more broadly at him this time, the adorable gap between her front teeth showing.

"Thank you." She whispered, and he nervously raised his hand up to caress her cheek reassuringly. Her eyes widened in mild surprise, but soften almost immediately, relaxing into his hand.

The door to the room swung open, and Nick immediately withdrew his hand from Sara's face. Her doctor closed the door and turned his full attention to the two adults before him.

"Sorry if I interrupted something," Dr. Clark said. Nick shook his head, indicating they were okay with it.

Nick cleared his throat.

"Do you have any news?"

Dr. Clark moved closer to Sara's bed.

"We won't have the results for about a week," he told her. "You can go home and rest. Strictly no work, at least until the results come back. We'll prescribe you some pain meds, and once we determine the final diagnosis we can choose the best possible choice of action."

Sara nodded, as did Nick.

"You can be discharged this afternoon," the doctor added, before a nurse entered the room and quickly checked on Sara, reaffirming that she would be well enough to leave the hospital that afternoon.

Once both the doctor and the nurse had left the room, Nick turned his full attention back to Sara, who gave a loud sigh.

"A week to determine my fate," she whispered softly, and Nick felt his heart tighten uncomfortably.

"Don't worry," he assured her. "No matter what happens, you'll know I'll always be there for you."

She smiled again, and the tightening in his choking of his heart loosened slightly. She had the most beautiful smile.

Suddenly a nurse stuck her head into the room.

"Excuse me, sir," she said sternly, but nicely, "Ms. Sidle needs her rest before she leaves."

Nick obediently stood up, squeezing her hand quickly before he left.

"I'll pick you up," he informed her and she smiled thankfully, and with that he left the room.

When he arrived at the hospital later that afternoon after a quick nap, he found Sara discharging herself. She smiled at Nick when she saw him, and he couldn't help but grin back.

"There going to call me in a week," she informed him, her smiled faltering, and Nick wrapped an arm around her shoulder.

"Don't worry about it," he told her, and led her from the hospital to his car. The drive to her apartment was silent, and when Nick finally pulled up at her apartment, Sara turned to him.

"Thanks," she whispered softly, and he grinned.

"No problem."

Silence one again filled the car, and Sara bit her lip.

"Do you want to come up?"

Nick was reluctant. His brain was telling him no. She needed her rest. But he felt himself nodding.

They made their way up to her apartment. He'd never been there before, and was surprised at how homey it was. You would never have guessed that she barely spent any time there.

She threw her keys onto the kitchen bench, and gestured towards the couch.

"Make yourself comfortable," she told him, and made her way to her bathroom.. "I'm just going to have a shower."

He nodded, and sat down. Soon the sound of rubbing water filled the apartment, and Nick let his eyes wander.

He caught sight of a picture on the wall, and he hoisted himself off the couch to look closer. It was of the nightshift at the annual dayshift verses nightshift, baseball game. They had been victorious, and a broad smile was showing on everyone's face. It was a good photo. Sara looked beautiful in it. Her hair was pulled back in a messy ponytail, and Greg's arm was slung across her shoulder. He felt a momentary pang of jealousy and hit himself. Where was this coming from?

He sat back down on the couch, and a moment later Sara emerged from the bathroom, dressed in a pair of sweats and a long sleeved shirt. She smiled when she saw Nick, and sat down with him on the couch. Nick suddenly felt imposing.

"Uh, maybe you should get some rest," he told her gently. She shook her head.

"I'm not tired," she whined playfully. "Let's watch a movie."

Nick grinned. It sounded like a good idea, and she would probably fall asleep during it anyway.

"You can choose," she told him, standing up. "I need to take those meds the doctor prescribed me."

As she fumbled around in the kitchen, Nick rummaged around in her DVD collection. He gave a laugh.

"You own a large amount of chick flicks, Miss Sidle," he teased. She shot him a glare, and popped the pills.

Finally settling on Miss Congeniality, they settled down on the couch. Surprising Nick, Sara curled up at his side, her head resting on his shoulder. He wrapped his arm around her, pulling her closer. This was how it was meant to be.

Just like Nick suspected, Sara fell asleep about 15 minutes into the movie. Her warm, steady breath caressed Nick's neck, messing with his senses. Slipping his hand under her thigh, he hoisted her up. She would be more comfortable on her bed.

Slipping into her room, he pushed the thick covers back with his knee, placing her softly onto the bed. He pulled the covers back up, and pushed the hair from her eyes. They fluttered open.

"Go back to sleep," he told her. She blinked at him for a moment, before mumbling to him.

"What if I die?"

Her words shocked him, and scared him. There was such a small chance that she would have cancer, so why was she thinking so negatively. He sat down on her bed, and ran his fingers through her hair.

"You are NOT going to die," he said confidently, but that didn't do anything. A single tear fell down her cheek. Nick blamed it on the hormones, and brushed it away.

"I'm scared," she said softly.

It was a rare occurrence the Sara Sidle admitted weakness, and Nick wrapped her up in his arms comfortingly.

"Don't be scared," he whispered into her hair.

"Stay with me?" she asked, and Nick pulled back for a second. Although it wasnt the wisest of ideas, she was his friend. And right now, she needed a friend.

"Of course."

She lay back down, and Nick went to the other side of the best, slipping under the covers fully dressed. She nuzzled closer to him, her face pressing into his chest, and he wrapped an arm around her, pulling her closer, his heart beating so fast in his chest.

"Just go to sleep," he cooed to her, and she soon did, her breathing rocking him to sleep as well.

The best sleep he'd ever had.

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