The following fiction piece is one fan’s interpretation of how an 
episode might have ended. All rights belong to their respective
owners (Sony and James Parriot), and no infringement in intended.

The song "The One" is sung and written by Elton John and can be found
on his album entitled "The One"… portions of the song lyrics taken 
belong to Big Pig Music Ltd?… or whoever owns them….


For all you NN Packers... 

We survived Hell Week, with the toughest show being Crazy Love.
 Well, I present...

Nick and Nat--- the lost scene  

What really happened  =)


The episode Crazy Love ends with Nick and Janette kissing. The rest
is left to our imaginations.  As opposed to the "Crazy love" Nick feels
for Janette, how about…



REAL LOVE

	by JuBee


"Nat!" Nick opened the elevator door to see her asleep on his couch. 
The radio was blaring. How long had she been here, waiting for him?

God, she looked so beautiful. He took a blanket from upstairs, and
wrapped her snugly in it. She stirred slightly, but didn't wake from her
state of tranquility. He sat on the opposite end of the couch, watching
her as she slept; each whispering of a breath she took, her creamy skin, 
those curls-how he loved those curls. Her neck-he could trace out the 
veins. Every part of her fascinated him.  

A wave of guilt swept over Nick. He had betrayed her, again. Given 
into the beast. Given into Janette...


"Nicola, stay with me..." she had whispered. He had denied her the
 first time.

"Alright. I need you tonight," he had answered huskily. But back at 
the Raven, in the middle of their passionate kiss, he had broken away.

"What's wrong? You've never...had any doubts about my.. abilities before." 

"Janette, I can't."

She had put her arms around him, leaned her head on his shoulder, 
and he looked to bury his head in her...auburn curls? 

"No...I can't," he repeated.

She had stepped back, with surprise, anger, and hurt written all over
her face. "Then go, Nicola. Go back to her."

"Who?" 

"Natalie. It is she you want, isn't it?"

"Janette..."

"Don't. I saw it. In your blood. You've gotten what you needed 
from me. Now go." 

He had taken her hand, brushed it gently with his lips. "I'm sorry. 
I do care about you. Please know that."

"I do. But it has been over between us for some time now, hasn't it? 
I lost you when I left you all those years ago." She had spoken these
words  sorrowfully, longingly. Janette avoided his eyes. "Nicola, 
time doesn't  stand still. Even for our kind. Go."

He had released her hand and had headed towards the club's exit.
He looked back at Janette one more time, with regret for having hurt her. 


"Nick? Is that you?" Natalie murmered.

"It's me." He answered softly. "How long have you been here?"

"Don't know...waited...watched TV...feel asleep," she mumbled drowsily.

"Oh. I'm sorry."

"So tired..."

"I know Nat. Sleep."

He picked her up, blanket and all, and ascended up the stairs. 
Sighing, she put her arms tightly around his neck and leaned her head 
into his chest, sleeping.

Gently, Nick placed her on his bed and watched her doze off blissfully.
He kissed her lightly on the cheek, letting her breath touch upon his ice
cold face.  Something struck him-a warmth that he had never known 
before. She was his  Natalie. And from now on, he would be hers.

Nick returned downstairs, and the soft sweet melody of the tune played 
in his ears. He had forgotten to shut the radio.
	
		In the instant that you love someone
		In the second that the hammer hits
		Reality runs up your spine
		And the pieces finally fit

		And all I ever needed was the One
		Like freedom feels where wild horses run
		When stars collide, like you and I
		No shadows block the sun
		You're all I ever needed
		Baby you're the one

				
Nick dimmed the lights, and laid his head upon the couch, where 
Natalie had been sleeping. He could still smell her, as sweet as a 
Spring day, or what he remembered of it. And it somehow soothed 
him to know that she was here, sleeping soundly upstairs.

		And all I ever needed was the One
		Like freedom feels where wild horses run
		When stars collide like you and I
		No shadows block the sun
		You’re all I ever needed
		ohh Baby, you’re the one

No, he knew he would never be going back to Janette for THAT again.  
Natalie. She was all he needed. All he wanted.  All he loved. 
She was the One for him.  

"One day, I'll tell her...I will tell her." Nick whispered to himself,
drifting off to a contented sleep of his own. 


Comments? Suggestions? Flames? --- direct to JuBee100@aol.com (Tracy)