Disclaimer: Don't own them… But, if Nick were to stop by, I wouldn't be too upset… :o)

Pairings: Nick & Sara, Grissom & Catherine

A/N: This starts out as Nick and Sara friendship and then will eventually develop into a romance. Promise. I'm too much of a die-hard N/S shipper to even think about writing a story where they aren't romantically involved. Hope you guys like it, and I know I shouldn't be starting another story, but this one just kind of came to me as I was watching the first season's DVD.

Sara yawned as she leaned back in one of the chairs in the break room. She had been pulling a double as usual, but this one had her beat. They had just caught the suspect and he had confessed to everything. Sometimes she loved it when things were that easy. It didn't happen often, but she relished it when it did. She was smiling into her coffee cup when Nick walked in.

"What are you smiling about?" Nick asked, pouring himself a cup.

"Many things." Sara said vaguely.

"That was awfully vague, Sidle. What's going on through your head?"

"I'm worried about where I'm going to live." She blurted. Good job Sidle. Blow your cover. I don't think you blurted that out fast enough. She mentally kicked herself.

Nick sat down in front of her, his eyes boring into hers. "What do you mean?"

"I mean, Hank and I were going to move in together, and I gave my landlord notice that I wouldn't be renewing my lease. So now that I found out that Hank never had any intention of keeping me, here I am, stuck with no place to live."

"Well, Sara, I mean… Isn't there anyone you can stay with?" He asked, clearing his throat.

Knew the signs
Wasn't right
I was stupid for a while
Swept away by you
And now I feel like a fool
So confused,
My heart's bruised
Was I ever loved by you?

Sara shook her head. "I wouldn't put someone through that kind of pain. I'll find something before the end of the month. I know I will. I have to."

Nick nodded. He knew Sara was finished discussing this. "So, you caught your suspect?"

"Yup. He confessed to everything." Sara took a sip of her coffee. "You?"

"We're pretty close to nailing him."

A knock sounded at the door, which they found rather strange. No one knocked on the breakroom door. They entered. Sara turned around and looked through the glass window. "Dammit. What is he doing here?" Sara glared through the window, causing Nick to turn around to see who it was.

"Do you want me to get rid of him?"

"No… but do you mind leaving us alone for a moment? I need to speak with him."

Nick nodded, granting Sara's wish. He didn't want to leave her alone with Hank, but he had no choice. "I'll be just outside, if he tries anything…"

Sara smiled. "Hank wasn't abusive. He was just an ass." Sara said.

Nick nodded, his mouth in a thin line. He got up and opened the door. Before letting Hank pass, he whispered. "You've already hurt Sara once, I wouldn't advise it again." Nick walked down the hallway before Hank could come up with an answer.

Hank entered the room, clearing his voice. "Sara."

"What do you want, Hank?"

Out of reach, so far
I never had your heart
Out of reach,
Couldn't see
We were never
Meant to be

"I wanted to apologize." He said, looking down.

Sara scoffed at him. "You wanted to apologize? Ha! You wouldn't know what an apology was if it bit you in the ass. Do you have any idea what you have done to my life?"
Between the time that Hank had walked in the break room, other CSI's had walked to where Nick was standing. Catherine was the first to speak. "What is he doing here?"

"I think he wants to talk to her." Nick spoke after a while. The CSI's remained quiet. Sara and Hank were yelling loud enough for everyone to hear.

"Sara, are you trying to tell me that you never had anyone on the side?" Hank yelled, a vein obviously throbbing in his neck.

Sara looked up at him, her chin pushed out. "That is exactly what I am saying to you. Throughout our entire relationship, I was faithful to you. I never even thought about anyone else."

Hank growled a little. He turned his head to look at the other CSI's watching from the window. His hand reached out and closed the horizontal blinds.  "I think your friends are nosey."

Catch myself
From despair
I could drown
If I stay here
Keeping busy everyday
I know I will be OK

"I still think you're an ass." Sara stepped toward him. "We were supposed to be moving in together. We were supposed to be a couple. But I guess you wouldn't know much about that, now would you? Because apparently I was in  this couple alone." Sara said, turning to walk away from him.

"Don't you walk away from me Sidle." Hank ground out.

Sara whirled to face him. "Excuse me?"

"You aren't going to walk away from me Sara. You and I are meant to be. I love you."

"You don't know what love is!" She cried, fresh tears rolling down her cheeks. "You don't understand it at all!" Sara turned her back from him and she felt his hand curl around her arm. The grip was firmer than usual. "So is this why you closed the blind?? Didn't want them to see you hit me?"
 "I never touched you."

"You're touching me now." She said, her mouth forming a thin line.

Hank pulled her closer to him. His lips hovered over hers. "What about now?"

"Don't do this Hank." Sara warned. She didn't want him to come near her.

"Do what, this?" Hank placed a kiss on her lips. Catherine peered in through the space between the blinds and the window and saw them kissing.

"I think that the lovers quarrel is over and that we should give them some space."

All them turned and walked away, mostly reluctantly. "I can't believe she would go back to him." Warrick stated, confusion clouding his eyes.

"That's what I don't understand…" Catherine said. "I mean, she claimed he was scum."

"Wouldn't you if the asshole you were dating cheated on you?" Nick scoffed. He looked up at Catherine who was staring pointedly at him. "Sorry Cath."

"It's okay Nicky. But you need to understand what she is dealing with."

~Back in the Break room~

But I was
So confused,
My heart's bruised
Was I ever loved by you?

Out of reach, so far
I never had your heart
Out of reach,
Couldn't see
We were never
Meant to be

Sara broke away from him. "No Hank. No! I won't fall under your spell again. I won't. I can't." She finished.

Hank stared at her. "You really know how to lead a guy on. Here I thought I was going to get somewhere…"

"Guess again, Hank. I won't let you touch me again. You really hurt me the last time we were together and I don't want to go through that again."

Hank stared at her. "So it was all horrible?"

"No, that's not what I am saying. What I'm saying that it was all a lie! Our entire relationship was a lie!!" She cried. She shoved him away from her and moved to leave.

Hank's arm snaked out and gripped her arm painfully. She gasped. "Hank. You're hurting my arm."

"You know Sara, in some places, it is illegal to lead a man on if he wasn't going to get somewhere."

Sara kept her back to him. "Where did you get that law from? You may be a paramedic, but leave the law to me."

Hank twisted her arm behind her back and pulled her against him. "I'm sure that I have picked up enough law along the way. Dating you was very resourceful. I think I could probably figure out the perfect murder and use your mind as my accomplice." Hank shoved her away from him, and she stumbled and fell, hitting the side of her head on a chair.

So much hurt,
So much pain
Takes a while
To regain
What is lost inside
And I hope that in time,
You'll be out of my mind
And I'll be over you

"Ouch." She mumbled and she slowly got to her feet. She stared stonily at him. "You will do no such thing. I don't want anything to do with you." She wiped at the scratch she had developed on her temple.

"You honestly think I used you for the sex?? Oh no, I had my other women for that. I used you for your mind." Sara took a swing at him, connecting her fist to his jaw. He merely flinched and then laughed as she gripped her hand. "Sara, Sara, Sara. You shouldn't have done that." He advanced toward her.

"Get the hell out of here. I never want to see you again for as long as I live!" She screamed.

Hank laughed as he turned at retreated.

Sara gripped one of the chairs and pulled it out.  Tears began to trickle down her cheeks as she flopped down in the chair. She folded her arms on the table and put her head down. A voice woke her around half an hour later.

"Sara?" The voice had a soft Texan accent to it.

But now I'm
So confused,
My heart's bruised
Was I ever loved by you?

Out of reach,
So far
I never had your heart
Out of reach,
Couldn't see
We were never
Meant to be

"Nick." She said, her voice muffled. She felt him sit down beside her.

"Are you alright?" He could see bruising on her knuckles, which would definitely coincide with the split lip he had seen Hank wearing. "Sara?" He touched her arm lightly.

She winced as he hit the exact spot that Hank had grabbed earlier. Her arm was throbbing.

Sara lifted her head and turned to look at him. "Nick? What time is it?"

"Time for you to go home."

"I don't have a home."

"You do for a little while yet." Nick said, trying to reassure her.

Sara turned to face him completely.

Nick's hand immediately went to touch the scrape on her temple. "What happened here?"

"I fell."

"Before or after he left?" Nick asked flatly.

"Before." Sara said.

"He shoved me and a I fell."

"And the arm?"

"His grip was a little stronger than he thought."

Nick drew her up out of the chair. "Come on. I'll get you some ice for those iron knuckles of yours and then we are going to take you home."

"I don't feel like going home, Nick. I don't want to go home to boxes and boxes of stuff that make up my life."

"Then come to my place. You need a friend right now. Let me be there for you."

Sara nodded a little. Maybe she needed someone to look out for her once and a while. "Okay."

Out of reach,
So far
You never gave your heart
In my reach, I can see
There's a life out there
For me

A/N: Song: Out of Reach, by Gabrielle. CD: Bridget Jones' Diary Soundtrack.

Did you like it? Did you not? Either way, R&R please!! I will get back to my other fic right now, Explosive Results. :o)