Title: Home Sweet Home
Summary: Nick takes Sara home to meet the parents and to throw in a few surprises of his own.
Rating: M eventually
Disclaimer: Still don’t own any of the characters.
Feedback: Always appreciated J
Fanfiction.net: This will also be posted over there as well. My username is sweetpea9070 if you'd rather bookmark the story over there.
|Chapter 1|
The café was slowly starting to fill up with the early lunch late breakfast goers of the city as Nick noted while he looked around. He fiddled with his napkin and took in a deep breath. The last three months had blown his mind and sent his emotions in a thousand different directions. He had no way of knowing what way was up and what way was down but he’d do it all over again in a heartbeat. It all started with a simple kind gesture of bringing her some soup when she was out sick with the flu and from that moment nothing had been the same for him. He smiled as she rejoined him at the table and sipped a drink of water through her straw. He took in the beauty that was solely her own and drifted off in his own thoughts without even noticing.
“Would you like to clue me in on what you find so interesting?” Sara asked him with a frown as she leaned back from the table when the waitress sat her plate in front of her.
Nick jumped a little when the waitress then sat his plate in front of him. “What? Oh right interesting…..just admiring my girl is all. Can’t I do that without your permission?” He smiled and began to cut into his pork chop on his plate.
Sara blushed a little and began to cut up her own food as they share a bit of silence that had grown to be no longer awkward anymore. She took a bite of her eggs and swallowed once they were chewed. “So would you like to tell me why we had to come to breakfast instead of going home and resting like normal people do when they get off work?” She asked as she forked a bite of his hash browns.
Nick shrugged and sipped his coffee to wash down the food. “Uh I was hungry? What kinda question is that anyhow? We have to eat that’s a given and we’re both usually tired after shift so that means neither feels up to cooking anything. So henceforth the breakfast idea.” He explained trying to buy more time.
He did have a particular reason for wanting to go out instead of going back to his apartment but wasn’t sure how he would bring it up. Before he’d gone in for the last shift he’d received a call from his mother asking when he was coming home. He had been so wrapped up in everything that was going on with Sara the thought hadn’t even crossed his mind. His parents still had the overprotective vibe about them since the kidnapping and had a bad habit of enforcing rules that he wasn’t aware about. Apparently he was now supposed to call once a week and visit at least once a month. Neither of which had been brought to his attention. After successfully being summoned by his mother to be there in two weeks, which in her translation meant that the following evening his butt had better be planted on her couch with no complaints, he had mentioned that he might be bringing someone with him. He’d only had to tell her Sara’s name to satisfy her curiosity for the moment, which surprised him. Sara would be the first girl he’d brought home since he was in college and had suspected he’d get the inth degree. He heard Sara clear her throat and realized he’d drifted off again.
“Okay something is up with you. I’ve been talking to you for 2 minutes straight and your zoned out into another realm of existence.” She said and leaned over the table picking up his plate and placed it beside her to get a whimper out of Nick. “Talk or you don’t get to eat. Your choice.” She said with a very serious look on her face.
Nick sighed and tossed his napkin up on the table as he leaned back in his chair. “I’d like you to come home with me and meet my parents. There I talked so gimme my food back.” He said as he motioned with his hand for his plate.
Sara looked at him a little surprised, shocked and confused all at the same time. “Um ok and that was so hard to tell me because…..” Her voice trailed off as she waited for him to finish the sentence for her.
Nick knew exactly why it was so hard but that would spoil a lot of things he’d been thinking about and he knew how much she loved his surprises. Amazingly he’d thought of a handful of things he’d love to do for her and show her if she accepted in only a short period of time. The kicker of all of them was probably on its way in a delivery truck to his apartment and he didn’t want her to find out until he had his speech all thought up and was ready to go forward with it. They did have some troubles but all couples did and maybe the two of them going away for a few days would do them some good.
“Because I know how you hate missing work and this isn’t your weekend to be off like it is mine so that would require you to use vacation time which you hate doing. I know you like spending time with me but you’re a workaholic Sar and spending a weekend on a ranch outside of Dallas just doesn’t seem like your idea of fun. Personally it would mean a lot to me if you went. The last three months has totally changed me as a person and I think my parents deserve to see the reason that I’ve changed. They did briefly meet you when I was getting eaten alive by fire ants…” He chuckled a little bit to get a glare from Sara as if to say it wasn’t funny. “I know I know it’s not funny but it’s better to laugh than be all depressed and mopey. If you don’t want to go that’s fine. I just would like them to sit down and meet you now that everything isn’t total chaos. It’s totally left up to you and I won’t take offense if you don’t want to go.” He finished and let out a loud exhale when he realized he had been holding his breath.
Sara smiled and reached over taking his hand. “Nick I’d love to go. Grissom has been hounding me to take off some so he’ll be more than happy to hear I would like the weekend off. Your family seemed to be really nice and loving so I’m sure I’ll feel comfortable. You worry too much did I ever tell you that?” She squeezed his hand and reached him the plate of food back.
The thought of going and officially meeting his parents as his girlfriend really scared her and made her happy at the same time. He was the baby of the family and she was pretty sure they were going to be particular about whom he dated and have certain standards but she could be wrong.
She looked over at him and remembered the terrible fight they’d had only a week ago and she felt her heart break a tiny bit. She thought she had really lost him for good but she hadn’t done anything wrong. Sure she’d went and had dinner with Grissom but Nick fully understood that the friendship she had with Grissom was strictly professional and they had discussed the things to go over in their upcoming court date. How was she supposed to know he had went home early and fixed them both a romantic candlelit dinner? When she walked in her apartment she saw the table set up and Nick obviously pissed asking where she’d been. At the mention of Grissom’s name she saw the anger flow through his body before even giving her time to explain. She still heard the faint echo of him asking angrily if the “desert” so to speak had been worth the wait as he scooted the chair he was in back from the table with some force. He hadn’t given her time to reply before he had answered it himself and then asked her if she now wanted a threesome since she clearly wasn’t sure where her heart was and what she wanted. He’d said his choice of phrases she never expected to hear come out of his mouth and she did the same. He had walked into the living room after the last hateful word had come from his mouth and was searching for his keys when she had picked up the nearest thing near her and hurled it at him not being able to fully see from the tears in her eyes. The glass had hit him on the side of the head and had required several stitches. They had made up after the hospital trip and were back at home. The make up sex had been incredible and both seemed to be living up to their promises of no more fighting but Sara still felt a lump in her throat when she saw where the stitches used to be.
Sara wiped her mouth and sipped her water trying to get the lump out of her throat after the fight scene had just replayed through her mind yet again. “So when were you wanting to go?”
Nick finished chewing and wiped his mouth. “Well she said two weeks but that’s not what she meant. That was just a nice way of saying that my ass had better be planted on her couch Friday evening, which is tomorrow. She has a nice way of throwing things out and letting you figure out what they really mean. I’ve learned over the years not to question or complain.”
Sara nodded and tossed her napkin up on the table, as she was finished. “Well you’re off until Monday night and all I have to do is call Grissom. I was thinking if you wanted we could go down this evening. I mean what else are we gonna do? We both have such an active social life and go out so much…” She let her voice trail off and smiled.
Nick chuckled and shook his head. “You’ve got a point I will give you credit for that. How about I drop you off and let you get packed. I’ll deal with the flight arrangements and you can take care of your time off. I’ll be back over in say half an hour? Sound alright?” He asked.
Sara nodded and Nick paid for their food. He walked in her apartment with her to make sure she safely got in all right and realized he hadn’t been back since he’d had a glass hurled at his head knocking him unconscious for a few seconds. Sara noticed it too and walked over putting her arms around his waist and looked up at him.
“Don’t think about that….please? I’ve cried enough over it.” She said as she reached up and gently touched the spot the glass had hit him.
Nick hugged her tightly and ran his hands up and down her back when he felt her body start to shake as she sobbed quietly. “Sara…honey stop. It’s over and there’s no use in crying. So you hit me with a glass. I deserved it sweetheart. I should have let you explain before I exploded like I did. It’s alright now…no more fights….no more throwing things. Here..look at me.” He pushed her back gently and took her chin to look her directly in the eyes. “It’s okay Sara. We had a fight and it’s over. I don’t blame you for what you did. Hell I would have thrown more than a glass at me. The things I said to you were inexcusable. I love you sunshine and there’s nothing that can take back what happened but we just have to move forward and forget about it.” He wiped away a tear that was falling down her cheek and kissed the tip of her nose. “Now go and get your stuff packed. I’ll be back in 30 or 45 minutes.”
Sara nodded and wiped her eyes with her hands. She shut and locked the door behind him as he left and leaned up against it taking a deep breath trying to calm down. She picked up the cordless phone before going into her bedroom to pack. She punched in a number and heard Catherine’s annoyed voice answer.
“Hey….having a bad day? Look can you tell Grissom that I’m gonna be taking off til Monday?” She asked while she went through her closet.
“Uh yeah but why didn’t you just call him yourself? And where are you going til Monday?” Catherine asked a little puzzled.
“Um Nick asked me to go to Texas with him this weekend.” She said and heard Catherine squeal.
“Oh my god Sara! Do you know what this means?” She asked getting excited.
“Yes yes I know good and well what it means Catherine. I’m gonna stay in his old room and meet his parents and probably his sisters and brother. Just don’t forget to tell Grissom alright.” She said and ended the call. Of course she knew what it meant. Nick was finally ready to commit to her and wanted his parents approval before he did. Either that or he just had some weird fantasy of having sex with her in his old bed. She laughed out loud and turned on the radio to help pass the time as she packed her clothes not fully knowing what would be waiting for her when she hopped off the plane in Texas later that evening.
Summary: Nick takes Sara home to meet the parents and to throw in a few surprises of his own.
Rating: M eventually
Disclaimer: Still don’t own any of the characters.
Feedback: Always appreciated J
Fanfiction.net: This will also be posted over there as well. My username is sweetpea9070 if you'd rather bookmark the story over there.
|Chapter 1|
The café was slowly starting to fill up with the early lunch late breakfast goers of the city as Nick noted while he looked around. He fiddled with his napkin and took in a deep breath. The last three months had blown his mind and sent his emotions in a thousand different directions. He had no way of knowing what way was up and what way was down but he’d do it all over again in a heartbeat. It all started with a simple kind gesture of bringing her some soup when she was out sick with the flu and from that moment nothing had been the same for him. He smiled as she rejoined him at the table and sipped a drink of water through her straw. He took in the beauty that was solely her own and drifted off in his own thoughts without even noticing.
“Would you like to clue me in on what you find so interesting?” Sara asked him with a frown as she leaned back from the table when the waitress sat her plate in front of her.
Nick jumped a little when the waitress then sat his plate in front of him. “What? Oh right interesting…..just admiring my girl is all. Can’t I do that without your permission?” He smiled and began to cut into his pork chop on his plate.
Sara blushed a little and began to cut up her own food as they share a bit of silence that had grown to be no longer awkward anymore. She took a bite of her eggs and swallowed once they were chewed. “So would you like to tell me why we had to come to breakfast instead of going home and resting like normal people do when they get off work?” She asked as she forked a bite of his hash browns.
Nick shrugged and sipped his coffee to wash down the food. “Uh I was hungry? What kinda question is that anyhow? We have to eat that’s a given and we’re both usually tired after shift so that means neither feels up to cooking anything. So henceforth the breakfast idea.” He explained trying to buy more time.
He did have a particular reason for wanting to go out instead of going back to his apartment but wasn’t sure how he would bring it up. Before he’d gone in for the last shift he’d received a call from his mother asking when he was coming home. He had been so wrapped up in everything that was going on with Sara the thought hadn’t even crossed his mind. His parents still had the overprotective vibe about them since the kidnapping and had a bad habit of enforcing rules that he wasn’t aware about. Apparently he was now supposed to call once a week and visit at least once a month. Neither of which had been brought to his attention. After successfully being summoned by his mother to be there in two weeks, which in her translation meant that the following evening his butt had better be planted on her couch with no complaints, he had mentioned that he might be bringing someone with him. He’d only had to tell her Sara’s name to satisfy her curiosity for the moment, which surprised him. Sara would be the first girl he’d brought home since he was in college and had suspected he’d get the inth degree. He heard Sara clear her throat and realized he’d drifted off again.
“Okay something is up with you. I’ve been talking to you for 2 minutes straight and your zoned out into another realm of existence.” She said and leaned over the table picking up his plate and placed it beside her to get a whimper out of Nick. “Talk or you don’t get to eat. Your choice.” She said with a very serious look on her face.
Nick sighed and tossed his napkin up on the table as he leaned back in his chair. “I’d like you to come home with me and meet my parents. There I talked so gimme my food back.” He said as he motioned with his hand for his plate.
Sara looked at him a little surprised, shocked and confused all at the same time. “Um ok and that was so hard to tell me because…..” Her voice trailed off as she waited for him to finish the sentence for her.
Nick knew exactly why it was so hard but that would spoil a lot of things he’d been thinking about and he knew how much she loved his surprises. Amazingly he’d thought of a handful of things he’d love to do for her and show her if she accepted in only a short period of time. The kicker of all of them was probably on its way in a delivery truck to his apartment and he didn’t want her to find out until he had his speech all thought up and was ready to go forward with it. They did have some troubles but all couples did and maybe the two of them going away for a few days would do them some good.
“Because I know how you hate missing work and this isn’t your weekend to be off like it is mine so that would require you to use vacation time which you hate doing. I know you like spending time with me but you’re a workaholic Sar and spending a weekend on a ranch outside of Dallas just doesn’t seem like your idea of fun. Personally it would mean a lot to me if you went. The last three months has totally changed me as a person and I think my parents deserve to see the reason that I’ve changed. They did briefly meet you when I was getting eaten alive by fire ants…” He chuckled a little bit to get a glare from Sara as if to say it wasn’t funny. “I know I know it’s not funny but it’s better to laugh than be all depressed and mopey. If you don’t want to go that’s fine. I just would like them to sit down and meet you now that everything isn’t total chaos. It’s totally left up to you and I won’t take offense if you don’t want to go.” He finished and let out a loud exhale when he realized he had been holding his breath.
Sara smiled and reached over taking his hand. “Nick I’d love to go. Grissom has been hounding me to take off some so he’ll be more than happy to hear I would like the weekend off. Your family seemed to be really nice and loving so I’m sure I’ll feel comfortable. You worry too much did I ever tell you that?” She squeezed his hand and reached him the plate of food back.
The thought of going and officially meeting his parents as his girlfriend really scared her and made her happy at the same time. He was the baby of the family and she was pretty sure they were going to be particular about whom he dated and have certain standards but she could be wrong.
She looked over at him and remembered the terrible fight they’d had only a week ago and she felt her heart break a tiny bit. She thought she had really lost him for good but she hadn’t done anything wrong. Sure she’d went and had dinner with Grissom but Nick fully understood that the friendship she had with Grissom was strictly professional and they had discussed the things to go over in their upcoming court date. How was she supposed to know he had went home early and fixed them both a romantic candlelit dinner? When she walked in her apartment she saw the table set up and Nick obviously pissed asking where she’d been. At the mention of Grissom’s name she saw the anger flow through his body before even giving her time to explain. She still heard the faint echo of him asking angrily if the “desert” so to speak had been worth the wait as he scooted the chair he was in back from the table with some force. He hadn’t given her time to reply before he had answered it himself and then asked her if she now wanted a threesome since she clearly wasn’t sure where her heart was and what she wanted. He’d said his choice of phrases she never expected to hear come out of his mouth and she did the same. He had walked into the living room after the last hateful word had come from his mouth and was searching for his keys when she had picked up the nearest thing near her and hurled it at him not being able to fully see from the tears in her eyes. The glass had hit him on the side of the head and had required several stitches. They had made up after the hospital trip and were back at home. The make up sex had been incredible and both seemed to be living up to their promises of no more fighting but Sara still felt a lump in her throat when she saw where the stitches used to be.
Sara wiped her mouth and sipped her water trying to get the lump out of her throat after the fight scene had just replayed through her mind yet again. “So when were you wanting to go?”
Nick finished chewing and wiped his mouth. “Well she said two weeks but that’s not what she meant. That was just a nice way of saying that my ass had better be planted on her couch Friday evening, which is tomorrow. She has a nice way of throwing things out and letting you figure out what they really mean. I’ve learned over the years not to question or complain.”
Sara nodded and tossed her napkin up on the table, as she was finished. “Well you’re off until Monday night and all I have to do is call Grissom. I was thinking if you wanted we could go down this evening. I mean what else are we gonna do? We both have such an active social life and go out so much…” She let her voice trail off and smiled.
Nick chuckled and shook his head. “You’ve got a point I will give you credit for that. How about I drop you off and let you get packed. I’ll deal with the flight arrangements and you can take care of your time off. I’ll be back over in say half an hour? Sound alright?” He asked.
Sara nodded and Nick paid for their food. He walked in her apartment with her to make sure she safely got in all right and realized he hadn’t been back since he’d had a glass hurled at his head knocking him unconscious for a few seconds. Sara noticed it too and walked over putting her arms around his waist and looked up at him.
“Don’t think about that….please? I’ve cried enough over it.” She said as she reached up and gently touched the spot the glass had hit him.
Nick hugged her tightly and ran his hands up and down her back when he felt her body start to shake as she sobbed quietly. “Sara…honey stop. It’s over and there’s no use in crying. So you hit me with a glass. I deserved it sweetheart. I should have let you explain before I exploded like I did. It’s alright now…no more fights….no more throwing things. Here..look at me.” He pushed her back gently and took her chin to look her directly in the eyes. “It’s okay Sara. We had a fight and it’s over. I don’t blame you for what you did. Hell I would have thrown more than a glass at me. The things I said to you were inexcusable. I love you sunshine and there’s nothing that can take back what happened but we just have to move forward and forget about it.” He wiped away a tear that was falling down her cheek and kissed the tip of her nose. “Now go and get your stuff packed. I’ll be back in 30 or 45 minutes.”
Sara nodded and wiped her eyes with her hands. She shut and locked the door behind him as he left and leaned up against it taking a deep breath trying to calm down. She picked up the cordless phone before going into her bedroom to pack. She punched in a number and heard Catherine’s annoyed voice answer.
“Hey….having a bad day? Look can you tell Grissom that I’m gonna be taking off til Monday?” She asked while she went through her closet.
“Uh yeah but why didn’t you just call him yourself? And where are you going til Monday?” Catherine asked a little puzzled.
“Um Nick asked me to go to Texas with him this weekend.” She said and heard Catherine squeal.
“Oh my god Sara! Do you know what this means?” She asked getting excited.
“Yes yes I know good and well what it means Catherine. I’m gonna stay in his old room and meet his parents and probably his sisters and brother. Just don’t forget to tell Grissom alright.” She said and ended the call. Of course she knew what it meant. Nick was finally ready to commit to her and wanted his parents approval before he did. Either that or he just had some weird fantasy of having sex with her in his old bed. She laughed out loud and turned on the radio to help pass the time as she packed her clothes not fully knowing what would be waiting for her when she hopped off the plane in Texas later that evening.