A/N: Holy crap… d-did anyone see that one episode CC? Crazy, Nick turned in his badge and now he's in therapy. Crazy, I must admit!


Chapter 2

I sighed and stared at the TV. I was intently watching the news for anything exciting. No, nothing exciting on, just some random bullshit about the Iraqi War, it was starting to piss me off – I hated every aspect of it. "I hate the war," I mumbled and flipped the TV off. "I'm bored, I think I might take a walk," I grinned. I still had on my work clothes. It didn't matter to me though, because I wasn't going for a jog. I was too sick to run.

I eventually decided to go visit Nick in the therapy building…


"Hello, how may I help you?" A beautiful woman, at the front desk, asked.

"H-hang on… let me catch my breath…," I sighed sharply. I was exhausted from walking so much. She smiled brightly as she waited for me to catch my breath. "All right," I finally said. "I'm here to see Nick Vera, is he here right now?" I asked. She smiled and looked at me.

"I'm sorry, he isn't here right now. I think he went to local bar to drink and solve his problems… that's what he said anyway," she shrugged. "He might still be there, I don't know."

"All right, thank you very much!" I smiled.

"You're welcome, hon," she replied and I smiled as I walked off, back outside. I knew exactly where Nick was. He was at the bar that he goes to all the time. I sighed and walked a few blocks, breathing in the misty air. I liked Philadelphia, to a lesser extent. It was a beautiful town; I enjoyed it and loved walking outside. I looked around at all of the buildings. I had never really noticed how many of them there were.

"Huh, odd," I mumbled to myself. I looked down, level towards the ground – only to see someone running away from something – I had no idea why.

"Somebody help!" The person running yelled out. I stepped in front of the person and held out my badge.

"Philly PD," I called. The person stopped running and looked at me. His face was pale and he was sweating profusely. There was fear in his lifeless green eyes. His hair was tangled from running so much. His clothes were soaked from sweating, too. I could see the fear in his eyes and pulsating through his body. "What happened?" I instinctively asked; maybe it was too late to ask? He began to bleed from somewhere on his stomach and through his shirt. Before I could say anything else, the person whom chasing this young man almost attacked me; I flipped around quickly, avoiding the knife, he had in his hands. I instinctive withdrew my gun. "Drop your weapon," I called. A crowd of people heard this and began to scatter. The ferine man seized the opportunity to attack a random person in the crowd.

However, the random wasn't so random. It was my boss. "Drop your weapon," he aimed his gun at the beast. Kat was crouched behind him, much to my surprise. She looked scared and pale like the young man that was running. I felt a sweat drop hit my cheek. I was nervous. We normally don't handle people quite like this. John and the man stared at each other. "Drop your weapon or I'll shoot you," he roared. "This is the last time I'll ask." The beast of a man dropped the knife and crouched down onto the ground. He curled up into a ball and whimpered while rocking back and forth. I thought it was strange.

"Weird…," I thought. Kat stood up and walked a few inches away from John. He was able to get some handcuffs onto him and lead him off to the station.

"I'll see you later, Scotty," Boss smiled at me. "Have a nice day."

"Thank you, you too, I'll see you later," I smiled back. I looked over at Kat. "Did that man scare you? He slightly scared me, too. I'm not used to dealing with people like him. That's why I prefer cold cases myself."

She nodded. "Yeah, he did scare me and I'm not used to them either," she nodded. "So, what are you doing?" She asked.

"I was going to visit Nick, a receptionist said he might be at the bar he normally visits," I replied. "Would you like to come with me and get a drink?" I smiled. I just wanted to be nice to her; she deserved it for being frightened like that. She smiled and nodded happily.

"I'd love that, thank you so much!" She hugged me tightly. I felt strangely warm inside. I smiled and hugged her tightly back.

"She's hot; you should just nab her," the devil in me (my genitals, obviously) cried out to me (in my mind).

"No, you can't do her, she'll never forgive you, and besides – you want Lilly, not Kat," the angel (my brain) cried out to me.

"Lilly isn't even attracted to you, besides, how are you supposed to get her if she doesn't even love you?"

"Stupid genitals, she truly cares about him. It might mean she loves him."

I mentally groaned. I cared about everyone but I didn't want to do her. Yes, she was attractive, but I'd rather do Lilly. I loved Lilly with my heart and I'd just pour out all of my love on her, if I could anyway.

"Come on, do her! Do that hot woman! Come on!"

"No, Kat is Will's woman, not Scotty's… why don't you ever listen to me, devil?"

I ignored my two consciences because we had arrived at the bar. Of course, Nick was there and so was Will (it wasn't surprising, because he goes there a lot too). I smiled and sat down next to them. "Hey Nick, hey Will," I smiled. They both looked at me and smiled.

"Hey Scotty and Kat," Will grinned brightly.

"Hey guys, how are you?" Nick smiled.

"Hey," Kat smiled back. "I'm fine, thanks."

"I'm great too," I replied. "It's nice seeing you guys here…" I sighed happily. "There's something I have to say, I feel fine but I think I'm sick… but it's starting to worry me, what if it's swine flu?" Both Nick and Will stopped drinking their beer and looked at me funny.

"You should go to the doctor, then," Nick urged. "Swine flu is a serious thing; some people have died from it."

'Died…' hit me like a train. What if I had swine flu? Would I be all right? Would I die? How would I show my love to Lilly?

I held my face in my hands. "Oh God… I don't want to die…"