sorry for the delay, I wrote this and then the fanfiction site never allowed me on so I'm doing it from my phone.
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Nick laid on her bed at the Thompson's household. The comforter was so soft that it started to pull her straight into the bed. Rocky and Bullwinkle were laughing in their picture frame, and she was right where she needed to be.
"Nick, come downstairs!" Molly's voice called from the open doorway.
Nick had to roll out of her bed and pushed herself up with the help of her dresser. Nick bumped her cake as it fell to the floor with a splat. The white icing would stain she had to go get some napkins.
Making her way into the kitchen she found Dorthy on the other side of the kitchen's island. Dorthy was making a new dish of pasta that included the help of a song bird stuck in a cage sitting on the counter.
Dorthy looked up from her cooking.
"Your up! Good, there's some cannoli in the fridge for you."
Nick went to and opened the fridge. Pushing past the first shelf of fruits she stepped inside making her way to the back of the fridge. Pushing the panel in the back Nick fell from the ceiling of her room at the Harbaugh's.
From the floor she saw Jermey standing on her bed. He was cutting a ribbon with a pair of scissors as he gave a speech saying all the good things about him self. Nick wasn't sure why he had to do this on her bed when there was a nicer one right next to it.
In the corner of the room where the Harbaugh's keep files and storage there was Ed. Ed was going through all of the boxes, throwing jewelry and diamonds onto the floor.
Nick could just make out him muttering 'Where is it?' over and over again.
Nick wanted to help so she placed her hand on his shoulder.
Ed turned around and Sam replaced him instead. Sam smiled at her and grabbed her wrist squeezing hard.
"It's your fault you know." Sam's smile turned into hatred. "You just couldn't help yourself could you? Your ruined this for everybody Nick! Was the juice not worth the squeeze?"
Nick's throat was tightening at each word until she was unable to breath. Ripping herself away from the mad man she ran towards the door.
The big silver door had the hatch to the safe door at the bank. Nick tried again and again but her fingers slipped like the handle was covered in butter.
Nick slid to the floor as her lungs started to burn. She was going to die in the very bank she stole from…
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Nick gasped for air, shooting up from her position on the floor. Her hand immediately placed on her side. Nick sucked air into her lungs which in turn aggravated her side from her surgery. Looking around in the dim room she relaxed when she was still alone.
After leaving the hospital the plan was to steal some cash and pay for a bus ticket out of town. Anywhere would have done, starting somewhere different with a new name. A large city where no one could possible know her.
Nick didn't expect her energy to fade once she got into the downtown area.
The buses were on the other side of town and she could barley hold onto the dumpster in the ally way.
Nick knew she'd be safe in her and her father's old place. Liz's plans for the restaurant didn't go as planned, making it a great place to hide out.
She would stay here until she was able to get back onto her feet. Hiding from the Harbaugh's and the Thompson's now.
Nick jumped as someone pounded on the door. A figure's silhouette pressed their hands at the window as they tried to somehow see inside.
Nick held her breath and didn't dare move an inch from her spot on the floor. She couldn't take her eyes off of the figure in case some how they did get inside.
The door jiggled some more until they gave up and kept going on their way.