Taking the Initiative (Snickers)

eek! nicky boy'd better say yes! snickers! snickers!

such a cute fic! update!

Elanor.
 
A/N: Thank you all so much again for all the reviews...they really do make a writer happy, so thanks again for staying with me for this far into the story. I did not think that people would think that Nick had someone else in mind or had a girlfriend already, but that gave me an idea…hehe.

I know I promised an earlier update, but between my spazzy laptop and a major test this week and packing for my trip for spring break, this was the fastest I could get this chapter up! But I think this chapter has an extra bit of fluff, and hopefully, all of you will like it enough to review it for me!

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Chapter 5

Sensing the hesitation in Nick’s voice, Sara quickly said, “Oh, but you probably already have someone else in mind. Sorry, I wasn’t thinking. It’s all right, I’ll just go ask, um…Hodges or something.” As she turned away from him to run away from him as quickly as possible, she felt a pang in her chest and her face screwed up from the disappointment she felt that she had, once again, missed out on another chance with another man because she had not taken the initiative earlier. “God, he might even have a girlfriend now and I wouldn’t even know because we’ve hardly spoken recently! I am so stupid and- ”

“Hey, Sara, wait hold on…” Nick interrupted Sara’s thoughts after taking a couple of seconds to overcome his initial shock from Sara suddenly asking him to be her date, her mistaking his hesitation for rejection, and the fact that she’d even consider asking Hodges to be her date! He grabbed her arm before she could walk away, turning her back towards him and drawing her closer. Smiling, he continued, “First of all, Hodges?? Are you saying I’m on the same level as Hodges is? Because if that’s the case, I really am going to have to say no.”

Letting out a slight laugh but with sadness still in her eyes, Sara said softly, “Of course not. I think I’d actually prefer taking his microscope to the wedding over him.”

Satisfied, Nick said, “Good. And no, I don’t have someone in mind…I actually hadn’t thought about that yet, what with the case and all.” He hoped his voice wasn’t betraying his statement because although he really hadn’t thought much about it, it was only because he had only thought of asking the one person he thought would no longer want to speak to him in anything other than professional circumstances.

“Oh…so do you want to…with me…” the question fading out of Sara’s mouth, leaving the question hanging because Nick still hadn’t explained his earlier hesitation.

“Sara,” Nick started cautiously, “you’re not just asking me because Grissom’s getting married to Cath, are you? I mean, you’re not just doing this out of spite?” Nick didn’t want to touch any sensitive nerves and upset Sara even more, but he also didn’t want to get his hopes up without knowing for sure that she really wanted to go with him for his company and not because she still ached to have Grissom fall in love with her.

Drawing her brows together and a mixture of confusion, surprise, and annoyance crossing her face, Sara said, “Nick, that is the most absurd- how could you think- ” Sara didn’t even know how to express all the emotions she was feeling. “No! I mean, yes, I was a bit upset at first, but then I realized that Grissom’s with the person he’s happiest with and no matter how many more years I spend pining away for him, it’s not going to change the fact that he’s head over heels in love with Catherine. And you know what? I’m happy for them, I really am.”

“Well, I’m glad you’ve finally sorted your feelings out and –”

“Wait, I’m not done, Nick. And I just thought that you’re my friend, and I’m sure we’d have a fun time together, so I just figured…we could go together? I mean, we are still friends, right?”

“Oh, Sara, of course we are. I guess we both just felt a bit too awkward after that locker room thing, and we’ve been hit with a lot of hard cases so we couldn’t talk all that much anyway, but I swear I wouldn’t want to lose our friendship over something like that,” Nick said reassuringly, feeling relieved about the fact that they could clear up the event at last. Putting an arm around her shoulders and walking her out of the break room, he added, “And I would be honored to be the maid-of-honor’s date.”

Seeing Sara’s surprised look on her face, Nick explained “Yeah, Gris told me that Catherine asked you to be her maid-of-honor when he apologized to me about not including me in the wedding party because there wouldn’t be another bridesmaid for me to walk down the aisle with.”

“What about Catherine’s sister?”

“Yeah, she’s pregnant, so Catherine didn’t want to strain her with the walk down the aisle.”

“Brass is lucky then.”

“Yeah, he is…” Nick responded, thinking that Brass wasn’t just lucky because he was part of the wedding party but also because he would get to walk arm-in-arm down the aisle with Sara, something he knew he’d never be able to do. “My God, what am I thinking? Of course I never will, we’re just friends. Just friends…I feel nothing more for her,” Nick thought, shaking his head at himself, laughing at how silly he was.

“Nick, you okay? Why are you laughing?”

Thinking quickly, Nick answered, “Oh, just imagining you and Brass walking down the aisle together…it’ll be like walking down the aisle with your dad!”

Sara chuckled, replying jokingly, “You’re just jealous.”

“Over you? Never!” Nick said, squeezing her shoulder playfully. “All right, I’m going to head home. You better not pull a triple!”

“Oh, I might have to because all Catherine talks about is the wedding now,” Sara laughed, “but I’ll see you.”

Sara was about to head off and find Catherine when Nick called out, “Hey, movie and Chinese this weekend?”

Happy that they were going to start hanging out again, Sara replied with a smile, “At my place, Saturday at 7.”

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The doorbell rang, and Sara sprang up to open the door, already knowing who was on the other side.

“Hey, Nick! I trust that food you’ve got is vegetarian-friendly?” Sara said, peering into the bag of Chinese take-out that Nick handed over to Sara as he entered her apartment and sprawled himself across her sofa.

Nick nodded. “Vegetable stir-fry with tofu and soy sauce. What movie did you get?”

Say Anything. John Cusack’s in it,” Sara called from the kitchen.

“…That’s a chick flick, isn’t it? So I pick up vegetarian food for you and you rent a sappy movie?? This is the last time I let you pick.” Nick whined as Sara walked back into the living room with their food and a couple of bottles of beer.

After setting the food down on the table and swatting Nick’s feet away so that she would have room on the couch, she replied, “I thought guys like John Cusack…he’s funny.”

“Yeah, he’s cute too,” Nick said. He continued in a high voice with a hand across his heart and batted his eyelashes, sighing, “And sweet and charming and oh-so-perfect!”

Sara laughed into her food and slapped Nick playfully, almost causing him to spill his beer. “Shut up…just watch the movie. You never know, you might be charmed by Mr. Cusack,” she said with a smile as she pressed the play button.

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“Do girls like her really get the guy at the end? I mean, like the guy said in the movie, ‘Brains stick with brains.’ Could a guy like John Cusack’s character, who is the antithesis of a nerd, ever fall for a geeky girl like that?” Sara asked as the credits started to roll.

Nick found himself closer to Sara than he was when the movie started…but he blamed that on the fact that they were sharing a bowl of popcorn. “Of course a guy could, Sara. The girl’s like you…and who wouldn’t fall for you?”

Sara looked over at him, expecting to see a joking look in his eyes but all she saw was genuine sincerity. She was so surprised by this that she didn’t answer him for the first few seconds. Then, she realized their close proximity and immediately jumped off the couch and started cleaning up the food.

“Right, Nick…stop kidding around and help me bring this stuff into the kitchen,” Sara finally said, trying to laugh off his comment.

As they brought the food back into the kitchen, Nick sensed that maybe he had gone a bit too far with his last line. “How did I let that slip?” he thought, warning himself that his feelings for Sara might be becoming too strong to continue to be hidden behind his disguise of playful flirtations and friendly jokes.

“So, uh…how’s all the wedding business coming along? Catherine stressed out yet?” Nick said, trying to start up their conversation again.

“No, I’m the one who’s stressed out. She actually seems to be having a lot of fun with this, ordering me around to help her do this and that. And when I complain, she reminds me that I had agreed to all of this so she has every right to be a bridezilla if she wants to,” Sara groaned. “But she looked so happy in her wedding dress when we went to get our dresses altered after shift yesterday that I don’t think I can bear to complain to her anymore. She’s just too happy and in love!”

Nick chortled. “Wait until they get actually get married. Gris and Cath smiling and making googly eyes at each other so much that we will be begging for cases just so that we won’t be stuck in a room with them!” he said. “So, dress shopping, huh? Let me see you in your dress!”

“No way! You will just have to wait along with everyone else, Nicky,” Sara said with a stern tone.

Maybe it was the way she had said “Nicky” or just the fact that he wanted to see Sara all dressed up and not in the jumpsuits he usually sees her wear at work, but he had the impulse to run out of the kitchen and to her room, where he was sure she kept the dress.

“Nick, no! Where are you going?” Sara shrieked as she sprinted after him and managed to squeeze in front of him right before he reached her bedroom door, blocking his way. Her body was flat against her door, and Nick’s hands were pressed against the doorframe with his chest inches from hers.

Panting, he teased, “Oh, come on, Sidle…you know we’re going to end up in the bedroom tonight anyway. Just make it easier for me, okay?”

Feeling his breath on her face made Sara’s cheeks flush even more from her sprint across her apartment. “Nick, you’re not going in my room to see the dress. Catherine will be so pissed off that she’ll put you on double shift cases.”

“Well, okay fine. I won’t see the dress, but we can still go into your room to do other stuff…” Nick suggested, waggling his eyebrows at her.

Sara stared at him, not knowing what to say, but the look on her face might have conveyed a sense of uncomfortable confusion and shock because Nick suddenly backed away from her and gave her room to breathe, saying with a laugh, “Just kidding, Sara! You know me better than that to think I would ever suggest something like that out of nowhere!”

However, Sara was actually feeling the opposite. The closeness of Nick’s body, the heat she felt that was coursing through their bodies, the hint of lust that she thought she had detected in Nick’s eyes all made her want to throw caution to the wind and let her friend take her, in her room, across the kitchen tabletop, on the couch, anywhere he wanted, however he wanted. But when Nick had all of a sudden put some distance between the two of them, her feeling of lust disappeared and Sara blamed her sudden shameless thoughts on her lack of a love life.

At that moment, Nick’s hand flew to his pocket and answered his cell phone. “Stokes. Gris, today?? How many- why- who else is- …all right, okay. I know you have to. Okay, I’ll be there in 20 minutes. Bye.”

“Grissom called?” Sara questioned.

“Yeah, he needs me to finish up his case for him. It’s a ‘friend of the mayor’s’ case, so it needs to be wrapped up as quickly as possible, but he needs to help Catherine with some ‘wedding emergency.’”

“Well, I’d go and help you, but I think Catherine has a wedding-packed day for me in about six hours.”

“Yeah, that’s what Grissom said, so he said he’s having Greg and Warrick help out with the case too.”

“Sorry…I know this night was your night off,” Sara said with an apologetic look.

“Not your fault. And anyway, I had a fun time tonight. Same time next weekend?”

Grinning, Sara answered, “Yeah, but you get to pick the movie this time, whiner. Bye, Nick…good luck with the case.”

“Bye, Sara. Good luck with the wedding monster!” Nick said as he walked out the door.

Sara watched him leave, feeling a slight sinking in her heart as she closed the door as she had hoped she could have spent more time with her best friend although she had no idea why.

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A/N# 2: I know we didn’t get very far in the plot in this chapter, but the next chapter should be the wedding (unless I am told more fluff is needed!). But I have to warn you, the next update won’t be for at least another week because I will be going on a week-long bus tour around England (am excited!) starting tomorrow, so I won’t be back until next Friday, but I promise you, I will definitely be brainstorming!
 
::squeal:: SO CUTE!!!

i didn't know nick could be so teasing... down boy :devil:

gah! you two are intelligent CSIs! just get the hint already! ^^

awesome update! keep it up!

Elanor.
 
“Oh, come on, Sidle…you know we’re going to end up in the bedroom tonight anyway. Just make it easier for me, okay?”

Oh man...hilarious! Love the bit of angst they're going through!
 
Awww, this is so incredibly cute! I'm a diehard GSR but you know, this fic just opened me up to Snickers, just for reading fun, as long as the story is as well written as this. Keep going, and update quickly please!
 
Why does this take so long I'm going crazy without that story òó!!!!!!!!Please keep it up its so good!
 
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