Un-Professionalism

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Ch3: Impulse

"Are you alright?" Nick asked not looking at her, hoping she would take mercy on him. Nick was just imagining the worst bar fight between him and Finn. The bar trashed with broken glass and alcohol.

"Yea..." she said just as awkwardly as Nick had asked.

"Can I ask you something?" Nick asked looking at her drink as he swirled his own beer around.

"What?" Finn asked already growing annoyed with Nick.

"Why don't you like me?" Nick asked feeling like a middle schooler, he knew he shouldn't care what she thinks but he did.

"You remind me of someone." Finn says coldly sipping her drink. The alcohol giving her the courage to be honest Nick, even though she could care less about if he knew or not.

"who?" Nick asks finally looking at her.

"Don't worry about." she says quickly growing agitated.

"I'm paying for another man's mistake, I should at least have the courtesy of know who he is or at least what he did." Nick said, Finn dumped her drink on him, and walked out of the bar. The entire bar went quiet, as a several people looked on and several regulars were ready to pounce on Nick for upsetting Finn. Nick took a napkin and wiped his face before following her. Outside the bar, Nick looks around and sees her walking down the sidewalk. Nick ran after her.

"Okay, I don't need to know what that guy did or didn't do. We don't have to be friends but we have to professional. This is my team; you're the new kid on the block." Nick says from behind her but loud enough so that Finn can hear him.

"Your dysfunctional team..."

"my what?"

"you heard me. If 'your' team could handle your business, DB and I wouldn't be here."

"oh really. You're really going to say that. If you were so perfect DB wouldn't have fired you." Nick said following up the stairs of her apartment complex. He wasn't surprised that she lived within walking distance of a bar.

"really?" Finn says turning around.

"yeah, if he fired you once he'll do it again, and Sin City is certainly different than peachy Seattle." Nick says as Finn stops. Nick turns around looking and Finn is raising an eyebrow. She pushes him as she walks up the stairs to her apartment. Nick shrugs her off, chuckling to himself.

"what's so funny?"

"don't worry about..." Nick says walking down the stairs.

"I'm damn good at my job!" Finn says chasing Nick down the stairs. Finn tripped on her weak ankle and slid down the stairs. Nick turned as Finn's feet hit his, he caught himself on the stairs so he didn't fall on top of her.

"are you alright?" Nick asked getting to his feet. He extended his good hand for her to take but she didn't, she just held her ankle. "can I help you, please?" he said, even though he was angry with Finn for being mad at him. He couldn't leave her like that.

"no, I'm fine." she said grimacing. She tried to lift herself up but anytime she went to put weight on her foot it hurt. Finn started to lose her balance but Nick caught her.

"this is stupid. Please let me help you." Nick said picking her up, with ease and not waiting for her to refuse his help. "which one is yours?"

"this way." she said putting her arms around his neck. "thank you." she whispered almost hoping Nick didn't hear her but he did.

"no problem." Nick said walking down the long hallway.

"you look like my ex-husband, and he wasn't the nicest man especially to me."

"I'm sorry," Nick said quietly. He had a lot of questions but based on Finn's reluctance to tell him anything and how uncomfortable she was telling him now, he knew to keep them to himself.

"don't be... I live in B22," she said.

"This one?" Nick asked as an elderly woman was getting into her apartment next to Finn's place. The elderly woman raised her eyebrow at Finn and looked at the two with questioning eyes.

"Hello, Ms. Dons." Finn said unlocking her as Nick carried her.

"is everything alright, Julie?"

"yeah." Finn said chuckling to herself. Nick adjusted his grip and walked inside her apartment. "sorry, it's a mess."

"nonsense, you should see my house." Nick chuckled but wasn't lying. "where to?" Nick asked shutting the door with his foot.

"my bedroom," Finn said, Nick nodded. Nick slowly walked down her hallway, scanning each part of her home as he past. Finn readjusts her grip on the back of his neck. Nick walks to the door and waits as Finn open it. Finn opens the door to her small bedroom, he walked over to her bed and places her down.

"ouch. My hair is caught on the button of your shirt." Finn said pulling on Nick's shirt so that he didn't stand up and rip her hair out.

"oh sorry." Nick tried to get it off but couldn't, due to his wrist. "do you see it?"

"yea, hold on." Finn said untangling her hair from his shirt. Nick looked down at her and saw she was untangled but he didn't get up and Finn didn't let go of him.

Nick didn't know why, but maybe it was the alcohol or pain medicine or the combination of the two together, Nick kissed her. Finn grabbed him by the back of the neck and pulled him in. Finn smiled as he kissed her again as he pulled her close. Nick moved to get fully on the bed and kissed her jaw line slowly to her neck as she untucked his shirt. He moved so she could pull it off. He pulled her on his lap and slid his hands under her shirt and pulled it off. She pulled him into another powerful kiss pushing him back onto the bed.

Please Review! What is going to happen now? I'm going to throw another curveball into the mix.