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Chapter ten: A well respected man.

Sicily made her way down the corridor, she had just came in from a case and was hoping she'd only have a handful of autopsies to do throughout her shift.

"Hey, Sicily." She turned to see that Warrick was running up towards her.

"Yeah?" She asked in return as she stopped.

"There's a guy at the front desk for you." The expression on Warrick's face wasn't exactly that of a happy one.

"Blonde?" She asked, almost sounding scared.

"That's the one."

"Aw crap." She groaned as she ran away from Warrick towards the reception, running past Nick as she did so; failing to acknowledge him.

"What was all that about?" Nick asked as he approached Warrick."I wouldn't Nick." He said with a sigh.

"You wouldn't what?" Nick asked confused.

"I wouldn't get involved with her, with Sicily." He replied with a concerned expression on his face.

"Where's all this coming from, you guys have all been pushing me to get involved with her and now what, you changed your mind?" Nick asked, his voice sounding close to anger.

"You know I think she's nice, sweet. But she'll play you man." He replied, flinching almost immediately at what he had just said, kicking himself for his bad wording.

"She'll play me?" Nick scoffed, before shaking his head and walking away, he couldn't deal with Warrick.

"Hey Jess." Sicily said as she walked towards the tall, blonde man in a dark, smart suit who was waiting for her at the desk.

"Hey." He replied as he wrapped his arms around her waist, she returned the hug half heartedly.

"You okay?" He asked as he pulled away, giving her a light kiss on the cheek.

"Yeah I'm fine, just tired, working days always gets my clock all mixed up." She replied.

"Why don't we go grab some coffee, take a half hour break?" He asked with a charming smile.

"I really cant I've only got a ten minute break before I have to get to another crime scene, people are just dropping like flies today." She joked, causing the guy to flinch ever so slightly at the thought. "I'm sorry that was, inappropriate. I keep forgetting its not normal for…" She cleared her throat nervously. "for people to see dead people, every day." Sicily finally finished with a smile.

"Its perfectly alright, I guess corporate law isn't quite as exciting." He grinned, looking almost forced.

"Why don't you come have some coffee in the break room for ten minutes, at least then it wasn't a waste of time you coming down here?" Sicily asked as she combed a hand through her long blonde hair.

"Sure, why not." He replied with a grin before planting a kiss on her lips, she forced herself not to pull away, for fear that he would suspect something. She lead Jess towards the break room, and she couldn't help but feel utterly relieved when she noticed it was empty.

"So, coffee?" She stated with a relieved smile as Jess sat down.

"Decaf?" He asked, and Sicily couldn't help but remember a discussion she had had with Nick; 'decaf coffee is ridiculous, it's a sign that people want to either a) look grown up but cant handle their caffeine b) that they're genuinely awkward, or most likely a health freak. Hate it, hate it, hate it.' She almost smiled to herself, but the fact that Jess had managed to annoy her in just one swift move had stalled her.

"Sure." Sicily replied, just as she was stood in at the counter, making a fresh pot of coffee the door to the break room opened, with Nick and Warrick walking in almost immediately, their faces dropping as they saw the smart, blonde guy sitting at the break room table.

"Coffee…" Sicily's face twisted with a nervous laugh.

"Hi, you must be Sicily's co-workers." Jess stood up proudly as he walked across to the two men, shaking Warrick's hand first before Nick's, both of which recognized the man from the other night. Sicily's date.

"And you are?" Nick asked with a forced smiled upon his face.

"Jess Carpenter." He introduced himself, he was about Warrick's height, with the kind of rugged good looks you would expect from a male model. Nick flashed a glance at Sicily, anger.

"Warrick Brown, and that's Nick Stokes." Warrick stated as he flashed a look at Sicily who was now a nervous wreck in the corner of the room.

"Oh hey Jess, you know what I'm late, very late. Autopsies and all, dead people a calling." She stated as she set down the pot and a rushed over to him placing a forceful hand on his shoulder.

"Nick Stokes? Sicily has mentioned you." He began with a condescending smile.

"Has she now." Nick stated with a slight smile, his southern accent causing Sicily to put all of her attention to keeping herself calm, as she couldn't help but think about what had happened between them just days earlier.

"No I haven't, he forgets things, gets confused, that's all." She stated as she led him out of the door. Causing Nick and Warrick to turn around and watch Sicily as she forced Jess down the hallway."What was all that about?" Warrick asked.

"I err, wouldn't know." Nick replied with a slight smile.

"Sicily what's going on here?" Jess asked as they stood in the hallway, he had forced her to stop pushing him towards the exit and began demanding an answer as to why she hadn't allowed him to stay and introduce himself properly to her colleagues.

"Nothing, Jess. It's just…" Sicily began with a sigh.

"Look Sicily, we've been seeing each other for two months now. I think I know when something not right." He stated in all seriousness.

"Its fine." She smiled as she flicked her hair beginning to walk backwards as Jess stared at her, a charming smile on her face. She couldn't help but think to herself she really, really had to stop juggling men.

"Sicily?" Nick stated as she made her way swiftly past the break room.

"Oh dear…" She said with a nervous, yet almost devious smile.

"What's going on here?" Nick asked with a small smile, confused, and at that moment Jess made his way back towards her.

"Sicily?" Jess stated awaiting an answer.

"Oh wow, look its my pager, buzzing. That means that my body just came in, burn victim, bad timing, very bad timing." She babbled as she turned away from the two men, running towards the morgue; her red heels hitting off the laminate loudly as she did so.

Nick resumed his place in the break room as Jess walked off, presumably out of the building.

It reached the end of the day shift and decided there was no way she would ever manage to sleep without a heavy alcohol intake before hand. She changed into a shined leather skirt of which hit mid thigh and a cut off black lace, long sleeved top of which was fairly tight with a faded floral pattern. She then pulled on a pair of high heeled black, snake skin patterned shoes of which must have been about four and a half inches high. She then put on a black leather jacket before tipping her head upside down, fluffing her hair so as to add more volume.

"What are you doin'?" Nick asked with a slight laugh as he walked into the locker room, for a moment she didn't really know what to do."I was just…getting…oh what the hell, I'm going out to drink, a lot, so that I can sleep later." She replied with a smile.

"You drinking alone or with prince charmin' from earlier?" Nick asked, attempted to keep the tone of his voice calm and without anger.

"Oh god, I knew that was guna come up." She sighed as she sat down on the bench, with Nick sitting next to her, about a foot or so away.

"All I'm asking is for an explanation, what, am I like the other guy now?" Nick asked, with a hurt expression on his face."No, I just…he's my boyfriend, of like the past two months and its not going to last because it never does. But it helps, when you've got the creepy dead people job and its not like I have to ever see him because I'm always working. Hell he doesn't even know that I live in a god damn motel. I don't want you to have to pick up the pieces when it comes to my issues and everything, I like you but I'd hurt you. And I don't think I could live with myself if I did that." She stated as she stood up and fixed her hair before grabbing her bag and making her way out of the locker room. Nick was left flabbergasted, he couldn't decide if he had just been fed a line or if she was sincere. He sat confused for a few seconds before getting up and following her out of the locker room, unaware that his colleagues were watching, he caught up with her almost immediately.

"He's your boyfriend? The blonde with the sand colored cords is…your boyfriend. I mean what is he like an accountant or something…and he's called Jess for gods sake." Nick grinned with a laugh of which highlighted his disbelief, and for a few seconds he was sure that Sicily was going to hit him in the face, but instead she smiled.

"I'll talk to you tomorrow, once I've slept and I don't smell like dead people or anti septic." She smiled, yet Nick could see that he might have hit a nerve with what he had said, and he watched as she walked away, looking so very graceful and model-esque as she did so. He walked back towards where his colleagues were stood.

"Everything okay?" Sara asked.

"I'm worried about her, she's not the same as she usually is, with anyone not just me."

"Have you spoken to her properly since the incident with the boyfriend?" Sara asked once again, sounding slightly concerned yet casual all the same.

"Err…no, no I haven't." Nick shook his head, trying his very best to hide the truth, yet he had a feeling Sara wasn't buying any of it.

"Look, if your still concerned by the end of your shift, look in her locker. She keeps it unlocked and underneath her kit there's a card, with an address. If I know anything, its that she'll be there. She's always there." Sara stated as she put a comforting hand on Nick's shoulder.

"How do you know she'll be there?" Nick asked just as Sara began to walk away.

"Because I've picked her up from there before." She replied with a sympathetic smile before walking off.