Disclaimer: I own nothing. This is completely born out of my frustration at the open-ended way the series ended and my need to tie up loose-ends in a neat little package.

Chapter Soundtrack: We Are Scientists- Nobody Move, Nobody Get Hurt

Nick paced back and forth in his room, occasionally stealing a glance at the phone as he chewed on a hangnail pensively. He had called Lindsay numerous times before, there was absolutely no reason to be nervous now was there? He was thankful that Daniel and Ken were absent for this embarrassing display of insecurity since they would have ended up calling Lindsay and embarrassing him in the process. No, he had to do this now or he would lose his nerve forever. Before he could talk himself out of calling her, Nick picked up the dark green phone and punched in her phone number like he had done about a million times before.

Lindsay had just finished doing her math homework when the phone rang. Her parents were out of town for their twenty year high school reunion and Sam was at Bill Havershuck's house for the night. She had not told her friends about the freedom, having learned her lesson the last time they invited the entire school and then some over to her house for a disastrous kegger, not to mention the fact that she promised Sam she would not put him in that situation again.

"Hello?" she asked, setting her textbook and notes aside to perch herself up against the headboard.

"Hey, Linds, uh…what's up?" the familiar rumble of Nick's voice replied making Lindsay sit straight up, her heart lodging itself firmly in her throat.

"Oh, hey, Nick. I'm…just hanging out I guess. What about you?" she answered sheepishly, blushing at her own awkwardness.

"I was wondering if you wanted to hang out. We haven't really had much of a chance to catch up since you got back into town and I-" he began, his hands were sweating and he was on the verge of surrendering and inviting the whole gang to go for a drive or something when his goddess in an army jacket cut him off.

"I'd love to, why don't you come over here," she interrupted and immediately winced at her eagerness, wondering if she should have toned it down a notch. For all she knew he may have wanted to make plans for some other time, a million what if's ran through her head in that moment of silence on the line before Nick managed to squeak out an affirmative response.

About fifteen minutes later a knock at the door nearly made Lindsay jump out of her skin before she stood up and ran her slender fingers through her long brown hair. She was unsure why she felt the need to make sure she looked good for Nick. He was over her and probably still pining after Sarah since apparently the two had the misfortune of being in three of the same classes this year. As soon as she opened the door Lindsay Weir felt her heart stop for a moment at the sight of Nick Andopolis. There was not anything particularly different about him tonight. He was still the same old Nick she had fallen in love with the exception that he was not smothering her with affection like he used to.

"Hey, come on in," she smiled shyly as she stood aside to let the six-foot-four boy enter the house. He smiled sheepishly down at her and ran his fingers through his hair before realizing how quiet the house was.

"Where're your parents?" he asked, knowing that a serendipity that the elder Weirs would be out of town would be just too good to be true.

"They're out of town for the weekend," Lindsay blushed as she shut the door and looked up at Nick with a look of longing in her eyes that he knew he had to be imagining. "Can I uh…get you something to drink?" she asked, snapping back to her senses as she led Nick over to the couch.

"Nah, I'm good," he replied, sitting down next to her and leaning back into the sofa. "Look, Lindsay…" Nick sighed and leaned forward a moment to bury his face in his hands as he searched for the right words. The brunette sitting beside him felt her mouth go completely dry as she waited for what he would say to her, unable to breath in the anticipation. "I know that you're way out of my league. You're smart, funny, beautiful…I'm not even sure why you hang out with us," he began, biting his lip as he continued. Normally he would have rehearsed a confession like this, but Nick had decided to do things differently this time, knowing it could not possibly go any worse than his former planned professions of his love had gone. "But I do know that I'll always be in love with you, Lindsay Weir," he blurted out, his face turned down to his shoes for fear of seeing the look of horror he imagined on her face. The moment he allowed himself to look up at her, Lindsay wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him passionately.

"I love you too, Nick Andpolis," she confessed after breaking the kiss for a moment. Nick smiled and kissed her softly as Lindsay stood up and took him by the hand to lead him to her bedroom.

-TBC- If you loved it, hated it, felt indifferent towards it, please review. I'm far from done with this and I'd like to know what ya'll think.