I trained for your pride.

Chapter 3: The Feeling.

TORRES' POV:

She left toward the bullpen and I went to see Jack.
*knock knock*
"Yeah?"
"Hi Jack."
"Oh, hi Nick, what's up?"
"I wanna talk about Ellie."
"What did she do for you to call her 'Ellie'?"
"She has the biggest bruise on her face and say she ran on a door but I don't think it's a door who did this."
"What do you think it is?"
"I think someone punched her this morning but she won't say anything and I want to trust her but if she's in danger I can't let it happen you know."
"Well, if she doesn't tell you the thruth she has her reasons, you should let it go cause if she was really in danger she would've come to you."
"I try to think that but I don't know I have a feeling."
"What are the other thinking?"
"I don't know, Gibbs send her to Ducky but he didn't ask or anything, McGee just went with the door story."
"Well, let it go for now, she'll come to you when she's ready."
"I hope so."
"Don't worry."
"Well I have to go, see you later."
"Bye Nick."

I got back to the bullpen and they were in front of the plasma.
"Where were you?" Asked Gibbs.
"Uhm- Sloane's" I answered looking at Bishop and I saw her face when she understood what I've done, I litteraly thought she was going to kill me.
"Everything alright?"
"Yup, I just wanted to talk about something but it's fine."
"Okay, well, the dead guy actually kill himself so the case is close but paper work's still on." Sighed McGee.
"Oh, okay." I said.
I went to my desk and Ellie got a call.

BISHOP'S POV:

I was at my desk, mad at Nick, when Odette called me.

"Hello?"
"Hello Eleanor."
"Why are you calling me?" I said leaving the room.
"Could you come tomorrow morning for a training, same time as usual?"
"Uh- yeah if course why?"
"Cause I have someone who is free only tomorrow and he could help you."
"Okay, no problem, see you tomorrow."
"Goodbye."
I went back into the bullpen and Torres was looking at me really weird.
"Who was it?"
"Someone, it's none if your buisness."
"Okay grumpy girl."
"I'm not grumpy!"
"Okay, okay."
We worked on our paper work and then it was time for us to go home.

"Bishop!" Screamed Torres.
"Yeah?"
"I'm really sorry for today."
"It's okay just don't interfer with my life when I don't ask you to please."
"I know, I'm sorry, I just really thought someone punched you."
"Don't worry Nick, I'm fine."
"Okay well, I want to drive you to work tomorrow moring, to make up for today."
Shit!
"It's nice Nick but I'm gonna come on my own."
"Even if I buy you breakfast?"
"Even if you buy me breakfast."
"Wow, you never turn down breakfast, you're sure you're okay?"
"Niick..."
"Yeah, I know, sorry, well see you tomorrow."
"See you tomorrow."