Hey everyone. Sorry it has taken me so long to update. And unfortunately it will be a while before I can update again. Turns out I'm going to Vegas with a friend for spring break! I have an idea of where the story will go in the next chapter but I have a feeling that actually writing it may be difficult. So please just bare with me with the slow ud's. And for all you people wondering where in the hell Grissom is, well he's in the next chapter. The next one is where the real drama will begin. Now this chapter is kinda short so sorry about that. I wanted to add more but I ran out of time and I really wanted to ud before I left. Anyway, think thats it. Please review and let me know what you think! Enjoy

Chapter 21 - "Six Weeks" The Moment I Said It by Imogen Heap

Sara looked at the ring on her finger. It glistened in the bright setting sun. Nick stood beside her, holding her close. She took a deep breathe; she couldn't take her eyes off the ring.

"I love you, Sara."

She turned to look at Nick, but it wasn't him who had spoken. That voice. God, she knew that voice.

"I love you, Sara Sidle."

Frantically she looked around. She had to find him. Did he really mean what he said? Did he still love her? She caught Nick's eye. He looked so crushed. So angry. Sara opened her mouth, but no words came out.

"I love you."

Fresh tears filled her eyes. Nick looked so hurt. As if he was in physical pain. Her heart beat faster and faster. Then she saw him. He was standing no more then a few feet away. She could almost reach out and touch him.

She looked back at Nick. She gasped in fear. There was blood everywhere. She screamed his name but there was no sound. She reached out to Nick. She had to stop the bleeding, but it was coming so fast.

"Sara."

He said her name so softly that time that she barely heard him. Then suddenly Nick was gone. She was alone with him. She looked down at her hands. They were covered in blood.

She breathed in but no air filled her lungs. Looking around her, everything began to fade slowly. Just as quickly as he had appeared, he was gone. But his voice still lingered in the air.

Until everything disappeared into darkness.

Sara woke with a start.

Nick stirred at her side but he didn't wake up. Her heart was racing. "Just a dream...It was just a dream." She said softly. Her bare feet touched the cold floor as she got out of her bed. Her legs shaking as she slowly made her way down the hall.

She ran her fingers through her hair. The voice in her dream still ringing hauntingly in her ears. She turned the light on in the kitchen, grabbing a beer from the fridge she made her way into the living room.

Turning on the TV she flipped through the stations. After a while she gave up on finding anything good and settled on some old French movie. At first she read the subtitles but after a while gave up and just sat there watching.

"Five in the morning and you're drinking a beer, watching French movies. That can't be good."

Nick's voice from behind her made her jump. He looked at her apologetically and sat down beside her.

"Sorry. I didn't mean to wake you." She said.

"It's okay. I'm not used to sleeping at night anyway...So, bad dream?"

Sara didn't answer but he took that as a yes. They had that night off from work. They had gone for dinner and a movie. Nick had asked Catherine to give them both the night off because they had been together for six weeks now. Catherine said it was no problem and then told Nick that he was such a romantic that sometimes it scared her.

"Was it about him?"

"If by him you mean Grissom, then yes." Sara said, a little agitated. "Nick every time something comes up about Grissom you get so angry. I don't think you've said his name once since all this happened."

"Yeah, because I don't get how you can say his name. After what he did to you, Sara."

"Nick, I'm over it now so you should be too."

"I don't believe that."

"What?" Sara looked at him, slightly surprised.

"You're not over him yet."

"It's been eight weeks. I am over it."

"Then tell me, is that why you have dreams or nightmares, whatever the hell they are, about him almost every night? That's not over someone, Sara."

"If I tell you that I'm over him, then I am. And if you don't believe me then maybe this wasn't such a great idea."

Nick looked at her. "Maybe you're right. Cause I don't believe you. Just answer this, did you ever love me?"

"How can you ask that? How can you-God, Nick."

"Look, I got somewhere to be. I'll call you later." He stood quickly, taking his keys from the counter.

"Nick, what is going on?" All the anger that was in her voice moments ago was now gone. "Come on, Nick. Let's just talk about this okay?"

He turned to look at her; his cheeks red with anger. "You want to talk, so talk."

"I have never seen you like this. I don't like it at all, Nick...You're scaring me."

His face softened.

"Just...Come on, let's sit and talk. Please."

Nick set his keys back on the counter, feeling slightly embarrassed at his sudden out break of emotion.

"Look at me. I love you, Nick. And you know...Maybe-maybe you're right about Grissom. Maybe I'm not fully over him. But I'm with you now. It's going to take time for the both of us to get through this. But I promise you it will get better.

Nick, when you got up to leave I-" Sara paused, looking down at her hands.

Suddenly the images of her dream came flooding back to her.

"Sara?"

"I-I felt like I was losing you."

"I'm sorry, Sar'. I don't know what came over me. Just talking about...Grissom." He said the name with such hatred that Sara turned to look at him. "It just makes me so damn angry. Every time I hear someone talk about him I think about what he did to you and it makes me sick."

Sara just looked at him. Here, right in front of her, was a man that cared for her so much. A man who was willing to do anything just for her happiness. He wore his heart on his sleeve; let her into the deepest parts of his soul.

"I can't stand what he did to you."

"Nick, that wasn't the first time my heart has been broken and chances are it won't be the last. It's life. You fall down you get back up again. You get a bruise, so it stays for a week or so. You get a cut, yeah, there's a chance it'll leave a scar. But after time, it fades. Even though it never really goes away...This is always going to be a part of me. I can try and cover it up as much as I can but I'm always going to know it's there.

There's always going to be a scar. You can't make it go away, Nick. No matter how hard you try...Some people can be fixed, but I think that others are just meant to be broken."

Nick was silent. He watched as she blankly stared at the floor. "Do..do you think you're broken?"

It was a question she wasn't expecting, but she was quick to reply. "Yes...and no."

"Sara, you're not broken."

"You know maybe I am, Nick. Maybe you just can't see it...Every time something good comes along in my life, something so much worse follows." Tears silently began to fall from her eyes. "I-I fall in love with someone I truly believe I can spend the rest of my life with, and he cheats on me. Then...Then I'm with you. And suddenly I'm happy again.

My life is actually going okay. But I'm scared, Nick. I am so scared of what's gonna happen next. I feel like I'm stuck, just waiting for the ball to drop. To ruin everything good that I have going for me."

"I won't let that happen." Nick whispered as he pulled her into a hug.

They sat like that for a long time. Sara thought it was such an odd scene. The two of them, sitting on the couch at five in the morning with some French movie playing on the TV and a warm beer sitting on the coffee table.

'Happy six week anniversary.' She thought to herself.

She looked down at her hand again. It was like she could feel the ring on her finger. Then a thought crossed her mind. Something she hadn't even considered before.

Who had given her the ring?

Nick…Or Grissom?