Author's Note: Another cliffhanger…don't you just love them? I sure do. Lots of people asked me what was going to happen. Are they going to get back together? Well you are just going to have to wait and see!

Chapter 54 – Come Back

"Who was that?" Trevor asked, looking at Nick, trying to figure out why Sara was looking so horrified.

"Shit!" Sara screamed, running out of the break room. She took off at a full run to the front lobby. She knew he would head there. As soon as she got there she looked around. He wasn't in sight so she ran out the front doors. She still didn't see him. She looked up and let out a huff of frustrated breath.

She looked around the parking lot again just in time to see Nick's car come screeching past her. She gasped and ran to her own car, ripping her cell phone off her belt. She dialed Nick's number in a hurry and was surprised that she had pressed all the right buttons. She had to admit she was a little surprised when he actually picked up.

"Yes?" obviously annoyed. Who could blame him?

"Nick! That wasn't what you think! You need to understand!" she shouted in his ear while she ripped her car door open, starting it and peeling out of the parking spot.

"And what is it I need to understand?" dangerously quiet.

"I'm not…with him. That was nothing and it shouldn't have happened."

"You're damn right it shouldn't have happened!" Nick shouted and hung up the phone.

"Wait!" Sara shouted even though she knew he was already gone. "Shit!" she shouted again, dialing his number and driving to she had no idea where. She guessed his house so she headed there. She tried his phone a thousand times but he never picked up. She felt tears come down as she pulled onto Nick's street. This wasn't happening. 'This couldn't be happening,' she thought. 'We are Nick and Sara…this was going to get resolved.' She tried to reassure herself desperately while she ran up to his door. She didn't see his car on the street but he could have gone into the garage.

She pounded on his door for about a minute before she took out her own key ring and let herself in. She knew he probably wasn't there but went in anyway.

"Nick!" she shouted at the empty apartment. Her voice was shaking and her face was all wet with tears but she ran around the apartment looking for him.

"God dammit!" she shouted as she found the last room empty. She took out her cell phone and dialed his number again. She sat down on the couch while the phone rang. She put her head into her free hand and cried long after the phone stopped ringing. The message beep sounded in her ear.

"Nick, we need to talk…please…please…just call me back." She closed her phone and rubbed her temples, still crying. She sat there for a few minutes before deciding he wasn't going to come home. She turned off the lights she had turned on and left, locking the door behind her.

She was numb as she drove back to the lab. She had to stop and wipe her puffy eyes. She looked at herself in the rearview mirror and nearly started crying again at the sight of her face. 'It would have to do,' she thought and opened her car door.

When she walked back into the lab she went straight to the break room. She felt like she was drained of energy and it was all she could do to walk in a straight line. Trevor was still in there, sitting at the table and looking at the folded hands in his lap. Their eyes locked for a second before Sara turned around. She didn't want to deal with him right now. But he hopped up and ran after her.

"Wait, Sara," he said as he came up behind her.

"No!" Sara swung around and found a sudden burst of energy as she shouted at him. "No, Trevor! You can't just come in here like everything is fine! Everything is far from fine!" Trevor looked very taken aback but Sara didn't care. She kept yelling at him anyway. "Do you know who he was?! Do you have any idea?!"

She waited for an answer. He just looked at her. "My fiancé!" He looked very surprised. "Yeah. Do you have any idea how mad he is at me right now?! Do you have any idea?!" He still didn't say anything. She spun on her heel and kept walking.

"Sara, I'm really sorry," he said, catching up to her after a few paces.

"No, you're not!" Yelling felt good at the moment. "You want me to come back to you! You don't want me to have moved on! You're pissed because I've made something of my life! I have moved on!" Sara hated herself for yelling at him like this. She hated that the tears were coming down again and she hated the look he was giving her right now.

She took a deep breath. It wasn't fair to yell at him. She took a few seconds to calm herself down. "I moved on because I had to. I couldn't…I couldn't live with having a boyfriend who couldn't have dinner with me on Saturday night. I couldn't live with a boyfriend who couldn't stay up late with me to watch movies. I couldn't have a boyfriend who couldn't tell me he loved me." Sara took another deep breath.

"Do you know what my life is like now?" She paused a moment for the answer she knew wasn't going to come. "I've been married. Seven years ago I got married and had a kid. She's six now. She is beautiful and I've devoted my life to her. But Alex died. I am a widowed woman."

Trevor could tell he had come back at a bad time. He felt guilty for turning her life upside down within the space of an hour. "Now I have to go home and tell my daughter that I might not be marrying the man she looks up to most. I have only dated two people since Alex died and Alex was the only person I dated after you…got hit by a truck. Nick has helped me…like you wouldn't believe. He has been so good with my daughter and to me…I couldn't ask for someone better then he is. We only got engaged three months ago and I've just started planning my wedding."

Trevor looked at his feet. "I don't mean to hurt you like this…but I have a different life now." Sara turned around and walked down the hall again. She kept her head high and realized that she had an audience. A few lab techs within earshot were watching her walk away and she noticed Warrick standing at the end of the hall. She walked up to him and avoided his eyes as she walked by. He took one glance at Trevor who was still standing at the other end of the hall before turning around and following her down the hall. Sara was trying not to burst into tears and was staring straight ahead.

Warrick was following her. "Do you want to talk about it?" Sara stopped dead in her tracks. She was standing right next to the locker room so she turned into it. Warrick followed her in and sat down next to her on the bench. They sat in silence for a while, Sara still trying to hold back the tears that were bound to come down sooner or later.

"Who was that guy?" Warrick tried to get her to talk again.

Sara looked down and sighed, closing her eyes. She was silent for a second. "He was my boyfriend eleven years ago," she said quietly.

Warrick nodded but he was a little confused. "Why is he here?"

"He was in a coma for…eleven years."

Warrick thought she was kidding for a second. "He was in a coma…"

"For eleven years," she finished.

"What's he doing here?" Warrick asked the first of the flood of questions that came into his head.

"He…he tracked me down." Sara took in a shaky breath. "He's mad at me for moving on."

Warrick nodded again, looking at the lockers Sara was looking at. "And that's not even the worst part." Warrick looked at her. "He kissed me," she said looking at him. That's when the dam broke. "And…and Nick w-walked in…" Sara's hand shot to her mouth as a sob escaped her lips. She still couldn't believe this was happening.

"…ooohhh…" Warrick breathed sympathetically as he pulled her into a hug. She sobbed into his shoulder as she unloaded her worries in a squeaky high voice Warrick wouldn't have been able to understand even if the words hadn't been muffled by his own shoulder. She started to calm down after a minute or two and she wiped her eyes, pulling away from Warrick.

"Are you going to be ok?" Warrick asked softly.

Sara nodded. "I think I'll just go home…call in sick. I just need to talk to Nick…he's not answering his phone."

"He ran?" Warrick almost couldn't believe her.

Sara nodded again. "I can't really blame him."

"I can," Warrick said, taking out his own cell phone. He dialed Nick's number and waited while it ran. He obviously didn't pick up because Warrick started leaving his message.

"Dude, you had better pick up this phone. How dare you leave the love of your life sitting here without letting her explain herself?" Sara smiled a little. He was always the big brother. "If you would just-" Warrick paused as Nick picked up.

"Nick you need to get your ass over here." Calm but demanding…always his style.

"Do you even know the whole story?" Nick asked. He was pissed but to tell the truth he did want to go and talk to Sara. He just didn't have the nerve to do it without screaming at her this very second. Maybe Warrick could persuade him.

"I damn well do. She is stressed for a whole bunch of reasons and everything was just made worse by you running out like that."

"So I assume this guy was just kissing my fiancé for no reason?"

"No, he had a reason…not a good one but there is still a reason. Maybe if you had stayed to listen to her, you wouldn't be driving the I-15 right now."

There was a pause. "How did you know I was on the interstate?"

"You've got a routine. Any girl trouble or a bad case you drive the interstate a while."

Another pause. "I don't mean to grill you or anything but you have to get back here. Sara really needs to talk to you. Maybe you'll change your mind about driving the 15 once you heard her side."

Nick sighed a frustrated sigh. "I don't know, man. It looked like…it looked like they have been doing that for a while."

"Nick, you kind of have to give her a chance. Let her tell her story. You'll change your mind. Just come back here."