Title: Special Days
By: amyvand25
Pairing: Nick/Greg
Challenge: Please Just Let Them Be Happy For Once
Rating: PG rated fluff
Warnings/Spoilers: probably after season 5
Summary: Fluffetty fluff fluff fluff.

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Tonight was like any other night until I came out of the lab into the parking lot and my truck was gone. I started to panic...I hadn't had my car stolen since I was in college and that was a prank. Just as I was going to go back inside and get a stolen vehicle report then call the police, up rolls my truck with my handsome boyfriend in the driver's seat.

"Hey good lookin'...need a lift?"

"G...what in the hell are you doing driving my car, and why are you here? You have tonight and tomorrow night off."

"Picking up a hot stud to take on a date. Get in." I knew I should have never given him a spare set of keys when he moved in. As I buckle my seatbelt, I look over at Greg, and he has that glint in his eye...one that means he's up to no good, and honestly, that is not such a bad thing sometimes. Since we've been together, we've grown a lot from being the polar opposites we once were. I have loosened up, and learned to trust my instinct more, not take everything and everyone at face value; and Greg has mellowed out some from the loud shirt punk rock blaring almost kid that he was when we first met 5 years ago. Sure, I trust people I shouldn't and he still has his gawdy clothes, but while we've grown closer to each other, we've also grown closer to that happy medium between us too.

Once I'm settled, Greg nosed the truck into traffic and headed toward I-15; and I was pretty sure I knew where he was going. One of the first times we had a weekend off together since we had been dating, we took a tent up to Lake Mead and spent a few nights up there. It was so beautiful, with the moon and stars, the campfire...it was the perfect mood, and was also the first time we made love. I had wanted something a little more conventional, but Greg being Greg, it ended up being one of the best times ever.

Parking in our campsite, we got out and I opened the back to see that tent, our double sleeping bag, and a huge cooler packed with food. Greg may be slender, but he eats like a horse. I unpacked the gear while he got the campstove going and being past dinner time I was starving. Greg was always ready to eat too, so I hoped he had some sandwiches or other ready grub in the cooler.

"You hungry Nicky? I have some meat, cheese and bread in there in case we couldn't get the fire going." It was weird how we almost shared one brain. After two years together, we were able to read each other's thoughts, finish sentences, and I swear share pain like twins supposely do. He swears he could feel when the ants were eating my skin in the box; and I tend to believe him...the mind is a powerful thing.

"Sure G...let's get the tent up, and we'll make some soup to go with the sandwiches."

Working together, we got our site up and were eating a lovely dinner alfresco within two hours. Once we were done, I set my plate and bowl on the low table in front of us, and leaned back in the camp chair, slipping my arm around my boyfriend's waist. "This is nice. Good idea baby." Greg smiled and leaned into me, pressing those pink lips into mine, and my other arm snaked its way over his shoulders until my hand was holding the back of his hair and running my fingers through it.

"Oh Nicky...I'm glad we got this chance to come up here. It's a special day today." In my mind, I tried to go over the rolodex of special days for us...not my birthday or his...not the first time we went out or kissed, since it was the same night. I knew for sure it was not the first sex weekend, that was a few weeks ago. Shit...I give up.

"It is? Everyday is special with you, which one is it?" He almost laughed at my frustration; and that was the difference between dating a man and a woman. If I had said that to a girlfriend, she would have probably been hurt and cried, where Greg laughs at me being old.

"It is one that I remember, and you might not. It was the first time you told me you loved me." Now wait one minute...I remembered that day. It was the 2nd night we were here on that first camping trip, and after we had made love that night, I was lying in Greg's arms and I told him I loved him.

"No it's not. It was here at the lake." Greg shook his head and got up to stack up the dirty dishes into the washing tub.

"Nope...it was before that." Sitting there, I was racking my brain to figure it out, when Greg sat next to me again, offering me some cake and kissed my cheek. "Don't hurt yourself...you maybe don't remember but I do. It was a few nights after the lab blew up...I was in the hospital and you came to visit me." Oh sure...I thought I remembered this now. I nodded my head, hopefully he'd understand this. He smiled and went on with his story. "You stayed with me for a few hours...holding my hand a few times and brushing my hair. When the doctor came in to tell you visiting hours were up, before you left, you touched my face. You thought I was asleep, but it was sort of dark and you couldn't tell. So, you caressed my cheek..." He touched his own in the way I did it to him, so gently, then went on. "You said 'Good night G...get better, because I don't know what I'd do without you...I love you.' Then you left; but I remember it to this day."

"I did love you, I've loved you almost since the day we met."

"I know...me too Nicky. Say...let's let the dishes soak and see how comfy that new air mattress is." I was all for that, so I got up and took his hand, leading him to the tent; and I was sure that those three little words would be shared many more times that night.

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