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Thanks to everyone who replied! Sorry this chapter is shorter than usual. I wanted to get something posted before the end of this weekend! Sorry it took so long. I know I mentioned that Nick and Sara were going to get closer this chapter, but the story kinda took over. It will happen, I promise!

Chapter 3

Nick woke up to feel Sara's arms around him, her head on his chest. She was still sleeping soundly. He smiled at their conversation the day before. He was glad that she had opened up to him.

Nick kissed the top of her head. "Sara, honey. Wake up."

"MMff." Sara mumbled. Opening her eyes slowly, she became more and more aware of her surroundings. It took a few moments to realize that she had spent the entire night with her arms wrapped around Nick. Scrambling to unwind herself from his arms, she pulled backwards. Gasping in pain, her face lost all color.

Oh I'm newly calibrated
All shiny and clean
I'm your recent adaptation
Time to redefine me

"Sara?" Nick said, looking at her, not liking the sudden change of color of her skin. "Are you okay?"

Sara slowly started to breathe again. "My ribs… I can barely… breathe." She wheezed a few more times before Nick stood up and helped her up as well.

"Come on Sara. We're taking you to the hospital. I don't care if you want to or not."

Sara nodded. "Fine."

Slowly the two CSI's made their way to the door. "My keys are by the door on the table." Nick reached for them and continued to propel Sara down the hallway. They got to the top of the stairs. "Sara, maybe you should rethink your living area. You need an elevator."

"I… Can.. . Walk." Sara said between breaths.

Nick shook his head. In a matter of seconds, he had Sara in his arms, and they were walking down the stairs. "Just hang on there sweetie. It won't be long and you'll be sitting in the truck."

Sara nodded and rested her head against Nick's shoulder. She was just so tired. She struggled every time she tried to take a breath. She was beginning to wonder if she had been wrong with her diagnosis.

Let the word out I've got to get out
Oh I'm feeling better now
Break the news out I've got to get out
Oh I'm feeling better now

Oh I'm happy as Christmas
All wrapped to be seen
I'm your recent acquisition
Time to celebrate me

True to his word, the next thing Sara knew, she was sitting the Denali.

"Nick…" She gasped as she tried desperately to feed air into her lungs.

"Sara, conserve your energy. I'll get you there ASAP." Nick was happy that he drove a police issued vehicle. If he got pulled over, they would surely be known.

Sara felt her eyes starting to droop, and her brain began to get fuzzy. Everything around her was happening in slow motion. She needed to stay awake.

"Sara, stay with me here. Try breathing in and out."

Sara stared at Nick, trying to understand what he said, but everything was lost on her. She felt her world grow dark as Nick pulled into the Emergency Room Entrance.

Nick jumped out of his Denali and rushed to the passenger side. Undoing Sara's seat belt, he slipped his arms underneath hers. In his mind, he was a little concerned about what the nurses would think, but in the end, he didn't care. He just wanted Sara to be okay. Nick rushed inside with Sara. He eyed a doctor walking in the unusually quiet E.R. "Hey! Help!" Nick's commanding voice echoed through the hospitals hallways.

The doctor rushed over and a nurse went to get a gurney. "What happened?"

Nick lay Sara down on the gurney. "It's a long story. Her name is Sara Sidle and she's a CSI. She was involved in an altercation with a suspect. She believed her ribs to be bruised, but didn't do anything about her injuries. She woke up gasping for breath."

The doctor eyed him suspiciously. "And you are?"

"Nick Stokes. I am also a CSI. We work together. Please, just help her."

The doctor pushed Sara toward an examination room and closed the door behind him and his team of nurses.

Nick had nothing to do but sit and wait. Picking up his phone, he stepped outside for a few moments to make a couple of calls.


"Grissom, it's Nick."

"Nick, what can I do for you?"

"Well, it's more what you could do for Sara."

"What's wrong?" Grissom's voice picked up a few octaves.

"She collapsed. She had difficulty breathing. We're at the hospital." Nick pinched the bridge of his nose. He hadn't been this stressed in a while.

"I'm on my way."

Let the word out I've got to get out
Oh I'm feeling better now
Break the news out I've got to get out
Oh I'm feeling better now

The next person on his list was Warrick.


"Rick, it's Nick."

"Nicky, my boy, what's up." Warrick sounded happy to hear from his friend.

"Can you meet me at the hospital?" Nick listed off the coordinates and hung up. He was sure Grissom would tell Catherine. Besides, it wasn't like they could all put their casework aside.

Nick returned to the waiting room and did just that, wait.

Over an hour later, Warrick, Grissom and Catherine walked in. "Nick, what happened?"

Nick exhaled and ran a hand through his hair. " Sara collapsed."

Warrick sat down on his left and Catherine sat on his right. "She's going to be fine Nicky. Don't worry." Catherine said soothingly.

Nick nodded. "I know."

The world's done shaking
The world's done shaking
The world's done shaking me down

The world's done shaking
The world's done shaking
The world's done shaking me down

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Song: Better Now by: Collective Soul