1Love Is Not A Crime

Disclaimer: See Chapter One

Author’s Note: This chapter is an epilogue for Love is Not a Crime, and a glimpse into what Merge into You will have in store for Nick and Greg. Again, this is the final update for Love Is Not a Crime, and please follow on with the sequel. Thank You. It is written in Nick’s point of view.

Chapter Thirty-Three: Epilogue of Sorts

A lot has changed since my mother extended the olive branch to me on New Years Eve. Not only has she made strides to make Greg one of the family, she has renewed an interest in my life not just for her and my father but for all my siblings as well. Though uneasy at first, my siblings finally accepted that Greg and I were partners: not just a phase but for life.

Greg has taken on the job as a level one CSI, and I couldn’t be more proud of him. He has truly made the transition for lab tech to crime scene investigator very well. He however has not lost his zaniness or his whims to change hair color He’s blonde again!.

In February 2005, I surprised Greg on our eighth month anniversary. He was in shock for about three days. We actually had an address together not just an apartment number. That’s right. I bought us a house. My mother sent me a check for two hundred grand and it was well spent on the fabulous house we call our home. A two floor white house with green shutters and a two car garage in Henderson. We live about twenty minutes from the lab, which is a downside but the upside is the neighborhood is safe.

Tina and Warrick are still together and Catherine is still pining away for Warrick. Will he ever notice?

In the end, Sara took hyphenated her last name. So she became Sara Sidle-Grissom, and Catherine was forty-dollars richer. Sara gave birth to a bouncing baby boy, Elliot, in June. I’m the godfather and Catherine is the godmother. That boy is a handful and we can already tell he’s going to be like his father…that bug fascination.

Greg and I celebrated one year in May. Not much there, just lots of sex and presents. I truly love him and I think I’ve always known that. He is the greatest human being alive and I couldn’t be more proud of him.

However the good comes with the bad.

I was kidnapped three days after our one year anniversary. I was buried alive for hours on end and was nearly driven to suicide. I suffered bites from red ants. I suffered nightmares, which still plague me to this day. And I now have a fear of the color green. I survived that ordeal because Greg loves me. And I will always love him.

Which is why our lives are only just beginning…?