TITLE: Linger


PAIRING: Nick/Sara


EMAIL: flotterbum@netscape.net


Life is all about games, my dad used to say.

Well, I'm tired of playing games. I'm tired of pretending I don't feel what I do, tired of her barely knowing that I exist.

Tonight I'm going to change that.

I find her alone in the Break Room, standing by the coffee machine. I stand in front of her, cup her face tenderly in my hands, lean in and gently brush my lips across hers.

She stiffens, but doesn't push me away.


"I exist Sara," I whisper, feeling rejection looming close.

It doesn't come. "I know. I always have."

~*~ Fin ~*~