Disclaimer: I own none of the characters, and if I did Do You THINK I would put Nick in that box! the guy has had enough already. If anyone deserved being in there it would be...oh, sorry. I'm ranting. Ignore my rant and get on with the story.

Authors Note: This happens about six months after Grave Danger.

" Grissom, please," Nick begged leaning on Grissom's desk, " It's been over six months."

" No, Nick, I can't let you," Grissom replied, " You haven't been cleared to go back into the field."

" I haven't been cleared to go alone. That doesn't mean I can't be in the field," Nick protested angrily.

Grissom looked at him. He seemed to be putting Nick under the microscope. Analyzing him in hopes to see an excuse to keep him out. Nick wasn't going to give it to him. He cooly stared back.

" Fine," Grissom said, " But you aren't going to lead the case. Sara will."

" Okay," agreed Nick straightening.

As he headed out the door, Grissom stopped him.

" Nick, are you sure you want to do this?"

Nick looked back at him. He saw a look of worry cross the older man's face, but it was gone in an instant.

" Yeah," he replied, " I do."

With that he walked out of the office.

I know this chapter is short, but the next will be a lot longer.