YOU WITH ME - A B99 STORY (OC x OC)

Charges and Specs-2

A/N: Final chapter of this season and my gift to y'all incoming... Do vote and comment<3

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Sam was ironing her NYPD formal uniform while Nick was still in his room getting ready. They still hadn't talked to each other ever since she had been on administrative leave. Sam usually spent her time visiting Daniel and Spencer to help them redecorate their home.

Once she was done, Sam set down the iron and folded her clothes properly before she could wear them. The latch to the door at the opposite side of hers' opened and Nick walked out wearing the pants and an undervest while the blue shirt remained open.

He saw the door to her room already opened as she looked at him for a second before minding back to her work. Nick left out a sigh as he walked towards the door frame and knocked on it twice making her look at him.

"Hey, I just broke a button, do you have a sewing kit and an extra button with you?" he asked. "Yeah, wait, I'll get it for you." she said walking out into the kitchen to find the kit while he walked behind her.

She set down the box and took out buttons as she placed them on the kitchen counter. Soon, she started taking out the thread and needles. "Whoa whoa, I can do it." Nick said. 

"Oh please, I've seen you sew with your eyes shut. Sit on the chair, I'll do it." she said with a chuckle and shake of her head. It was the first time he had heard her laugh in four days. Nick looked at her longing.

"Is there something on face?" she asked breaking away his gaze as he shook his head for 'No'. "Then sit." she ordered.

Just as Sam started sewing, Nick closely observed her after a long time. Her brown eyes were still the same, except the somewhat dark rings that had formed at the under eye region. Her brown locks had been pulled into a messy bun making some of her loose hair fall over the sides of her face.

Her brows had been scrunched up while she sewed in the button with much concentration while her full lips were pink as ever. Her skin had been free of blemishes, even through such times of stress.

Her gaze shifted upon his swiftly making him look away, after being caught while she smiled a bit to herself in amusement. Nick could swear onto his coffee anytime that the smile was absolutely gorgeous.

He missed it very much. Just then Sam dipped her head into his neck making Nick gasp a bit and grip tightly onto the chair's legs beneath him. Once she was done she pulled her head back up with a piece of thread that she held between her teeth and lips.

"There you go, all set." Sam said as she patted his shoulder before moving back to keep the needles. It was then Nick let out a shaky breath he didn't realized he had held in. She surely did have an influence on him.

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"All right, guys. We have Peralta and Sam's hearing at 4:00. Anybody seen Boyle?" Terry asked as he walked around looking for him with Rosa and Sam. "Present." the man said as he laid face flat onto the floor.

"He seems even worse than before." Sam commented to Rosa. "I lost Vivian, and now I might lose Jake. I don't know what else to do." the man chanted again.

"I've tried being supportive. I listened to him talk about Vivian's lips for over two hours. He kept describing them as "ample."" Nick informed. "So ample." Charles said.

"Rosa. Have you ever been dumped?" he asked the Latina. "No. In all my breakups, I'm always the dumper." she started. "I know you're having a hard time, but I think I can fix this. There's this thing that I do whenever I... Feel." she said.