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Title: My World Is Empty Without You, part six

Author: Jaxson K.

Pairing: Nick/Greg

Rating: PG (mostly for language)

Disclaimer: I own nothing!

Nick got home from work in a much better mood that he was in when he left the night before. In the space of about 48 hours, the problems that had been on his mind had for the most part been solved. He had found out that his parents knew about him and were okay with it, and then he found out that his boss was sympathetic to his problem and had offered him advice and provided a solution. He had come out to his co-workers, and they were fine. Now came the most important part of the process: trying to get Greg to come home.

Nick decided to try and take a nap before he called. He knew that with the time difference, Greg would probably still be asleep. Nick went into the kitchen and had a snack and then got ready for bed. He climbed into bed, and snagged Greg's pillow. As he burrowed under the covers, he held the pillow to his face and breathed Greg's cinnamon scent in deeply. As sleep claimed him, he was thinking “soon, baby, soon...”

When Nick awoke, it was early afternoon. He got out of bed, stretched, peed, and went to the kitchen. As he puttered around making another snack, he thought about calling Greg. He was so excited. He was hoping that everything was gonna be okay. After he finished eating, he went to the living room to find his address book that had the phone number for Greg's parents.

As he waited for someone to answer, Nick began to get a bit nervous. This would be the first time he had talked to Greg since he left. He hoped that Greg would agree to speak with him.....

“Sanders' residence...”

“May I speak to Greg, please?”

“Who's calling, please?”

“This is Nick Stokes.”

“One moment...”

Nick heard the phone being put down and he heard muffled voices.....

“Hello?”

“Greg?”

“Nicky....oh, God!”

“Greg, what's wrong?”

“Nothing's wrong...Just surprised to hear from you is all.”

“ I would have called earlier, but I didn't know if you would talk to me or not.”

“It's probably a good thing that you didn't then. I don't think I would have talked to you if you had called earlier.”

“Is it okay to talk to you now???”

“Yes, Nick, it really is. I have to tell you that I've missed you, and I was hoping that we could try to work something out...”

“That's what I called about. Greg, my world is empty without you. As I try to go it alone, it gets harder. I need you beside me, both in bed and out of bed. Our house is cold and dark, and silent, and the memories...”

“Nick...”

“Greg, I called my mom. She already knew about me and about us. She says that she and my dad are okay with everything, and they want us to come to the ranch sometime.....”

“Your parents know???”

“Yes! And that's not the best part. I came out to the team, and that was a wasted effort because they already knew, too. They don't have a problem, either. I even told them about you and me, and they were fine with it.....”

“Nicky, please slow down....”

“Wait, Greg! Grissom told me that I need to quit treating you like a “dirty little secret” because I would lose you if I didn't. He knew about that because he and Brass had the same problem when they first got together.....”

“NICK!”

“What, Greg?”

“Baby, slow down a minute....you're talking 900 miles an hour!”

“I'm sorry, Greg...I'm just so excited that I found a solution to the problem, and now maybe you will come home.....”

“Nick, you still haven't told me what caused this in the first place. Do you think it's possible for you to tell me now?”

“I'll sure try! I guess mostly it was because I knew what gay cops went through because I saw some things when I was a cop in Dallas, plus I was afraid of what our co-worker would think, and I was afraid that if they knew they wouldn't have our backs. But I explained all of that to them, and they told me that who I slept with was my business, and that nothing had changed in their eyes. Warrick and Catherine told me that I should be ashamed of how I treated you, and baby, I so am. I was horrible, and I want you to know that I'm so sorry. It won't ever happen again....Greg....Greg?”

“I'm here, Nicky....”

“Greg, are you crying?”

“Yes, Nicky.....”

“Baby, I didn't mean to make you cry...”

“I'm not crying because I'm sad, it's because I'm happy, Nick.”

“Greg, will you come home? Please? Honey, I miss you.....”

“Nick, I'll be home as quick as I possibly can.....”

“Greg, please be careful, and just remember I love you.”

“I love you too, Nick...”

Nick hung up the phone feeling like a new man. He had solved their problem, and his man was coming home. It didn't get any better than that.....

END