A Collaboration between Bron and Suzie
morning dawned with the sun shining through Nick's bedroom windows.
Angel awoke early and couldn't get back to sleep. She didn't
have anything planned for the day until her project meeting
that evening. Nick and Angel decided to spend the night at his
place since he spent the weekend at hers. Nick also didn't want
to miss any more unexpected meetings with Kevin in case he left
a message. Why Kevin didn't use the cell was beyond him, but
this was Kevin. Kevin was sneaky.
Angel dressed and
made some coffee. After watching the early morning edition news,
Angel felt the need to go to the gym. She left Nick a note telling
him where she went and that she'd be going home from there.
As Angel drove to the gym, she began to chuckle remembering
Nick's visit to the gym with her on Friday. He was still having
trouble moving some of his muscles last night.
Arriving at the gym,
she hit the treadmill first. While jogging on the treadmill,
Angel had began to think about her weekend with Nick. To her
surprise, Thanksgiving dinner turned out wonderful. Nick couldn't
stop complimenting her on her cooking skills; Angel was beginning
to think he was overcompensating and that he really didn't like
Her mind recalled
a particular conversation they had that made her really think
about the way Nick grew up and spent his holidays.
did you put in your stuffing?" Nick asked in between forkfuls.
"Do you like
it? I tried something new this year. I found it at one of my
favorite stores, Williams-Sonoma. It's called Focaccia Country
Taking another mouthful
of turkey, Nick continued, "Angel, what's in your cranberry
Angel eyed Nick wondering
why he was so excited about the food she put in front of him,
"It's a gourmet cranberry rum sauce I found on the Internet.
It has apple jelly, raisins, and dark rum in it."
It definitely goes with the turkey. What did you call this soup
again? It tastes so good."
Laughing, Angel replied,
"I'm glad you like my cooking. It's called butternut squash
bisque. Tell me Nick; what did your mother cook for your Thanksgiving
Nick looked over
at Angel and was almost too embarrassed to say what his family
did for Thanksgiving. When he was little, his mom would cook
the usual turkey dinner with all the fixings. Once Nick was
working with Backstreet, he didn't really spend too many Thanksgivings
at home. On the few occasions Backstreet had that holiday off,
he either would spend it with one of the guys or his family
went away and had their meal at a restaurant or Nick's mom would
have someone cater the meal at their house.
"The last Thanksgiving
meal that I can remember my mom cooked for us was probably when
I was twelve." Nick said softly, but continued, "A.J.'s
mom and grandmother used to cook a pretty good turkey dinner.
Mrs. Littrell and Mrs. Richardson cooked for half their town.
They would make so many desserts that their sons would bring
them to the neighbors' homes." Nick smiled as he remembered
his Kentucky Thanksgivings.
Angel felt a bit
teary-eyed as she listened to Nick's holiday tales. She was
quick to get up and go into the kitchen for some more wine before
he noticed the effect his story had on her. From the kitchen,
Angel shouted, "Hey, wasn't Aaron in the Macy's Parade
Nick swallowed his
food, "Yeah, he was. He must have performed while the show
got interrupted with President's Bush visit to Iraq. Oh, that
reminds me. Let me call my Dad and find out what they're up
to." Nick grabbed his cell phone from his belt and speed
dialed his Dad's cell.
Nick chuckled when
he heard someone pick up the phone, "Gobble Gobble to you
too Dad. How did it go this morning? That cold huh? Oh, okay…
Yeah, just called to wish you a happy Thanksgiving. Wait… Is
Aaron there? Oh… Okay… Uh huh, talk to you soon Dad… Bye."
Nick clicked off his phone and sighed. He looked somewhat sad
but when he looked up and saw Angel staring at him, he smiled.
"Do you wish
you were there with them?" Angel asked nervously. Part
of her felt guilty, she thought Nick only stayed behind in LA
so she wouldn't be alone.
"Are you kidding
me? No Angel. My father was in the middle of another fight and
judging by the slurring of his words, he's three sheets to the
Looking at her clock,
"Did they fly back to Florida from New York this afternoon?"
Nick took a sip of
his wine, "Yup," was all he said as he smacked his
lips together to make a popping sound.
The rest of the meal
was eaten in silence. Well, relatively silence. The football
game was on in the background.
As Angel was clearing
their dishes and putting away the leftovers, Nick took the opportunity
to get a closer look at Joey in the picture A.J. noticed during
the boys' tour of the girls' apartment. As he stared at Angel's
smile and the man holding her hand, Nick wondered how Joey could
have been such an asshole to treat her the way he did. Nick
had never known a woman to be smart, successful, as well as
beautiful, who could actually cook, and liked him. "What
a dick," Nick mumbled, "Your loss buddy. She's mine
Smiling, Nick sat
back down on the couch to enjoy the rest of the game with Angel
cuddled up beside him.
Angel stopped the
treadmill and went over to sit on an exercise bike. After plugging
in her information to get her started, Angel's mind raced back
to Nick saying those three words, 'She's mine now.' 'What exactly
did he mean by that?' she thought. Another forty-five minutes
passed as she tried to rationalize her 'relationship.'
Stepping off the
bike and heading toward the showers, Angel scolded herself for
overanalyzing her entire weekend. 'Will you just relax and have
fun before you give yourself a coronary.' With that thought,
she didn't think about her weekend anymore, not until an hour
later when she was eating breakfast with Sheridan.
Angel and Sheridan
were sitting at their kitchen table in their apartment. Each
girl was staring off into their own little world as they ate
Sheridan was playing
with her food, "What possessed you to put fresh blueberries
in the pancake batter?"
Angel replied monotonously,
"They were on the counter. They would go bad if they weren't
Sheridan replied while she thought back to her weekend in Pennsylvania.
Wanting to focus on something else rather than her life, she
looked up at Angel, "So why did you go to the gym at the
crack of dawn?"
Breaking Angel from
her thoughts, "I couldn't sleep at Nick's. Tossed and turned
most of the morning, so I decided to go do something to make
me tired." Angel shrugged her shoulders.
"What's on your
mind Angel?" Sheridan knew her roommate better than anyone.
Angel never had a problem sleeping unless something was bothering
Just looking forward to getting back to work on the project
I guess," Angel smiled kindly at her roommate.
"Did Nick tell
you why he didn't return to London after Chicago? I've been
reading some of the message boards, and the fans seem to think
his management or record label pulled the plug on his recording
studio time there."
Angel shrugged her
shoulders, "He did mention that he was having some disagreements
with them. With the movie project and the boys CD project, and
his family issues, he just said he didn't need to deal with
his CD bullshit now; he'd put it on hold. He'll deal with his
solo project once the other stuff is done." Angel drank
some coffee; "I left it at that. Nick seemed pretty set
on changing the subject after that, so I didn't push it."
prying into Angel's relationship, "So, did you and Nick
talk about your relationship at all?"
Smirking, Angel licked
her lips before replying, "Not exactly."
Sheridan arched her
eyebrows, "What does that mean, 'not exactly'?
"It means whenever
we started to talk about it, we found a way to get off topic."
"So you never asked Nick what you mean to him and that's
why you couldn't sleep, isn't it?"
Angel frowned, "Yeah,
something like that. I've decided not to overanalyze it and
just go with the flow."
Suddenly, the phone
rang. As Angel went to answer it, Sheridan returned to her bedroom
to finish getting ready for work.
It's Tony. I was wondering if you could work the bar today?
I've had a bunch of sick calls and we were already short staffed."
"Not a problem.
I can only work 'til 4 though since I've got a meeting at 5."
"Oh great! That's
fine Angel. Thank you so much."
"See you in
Angel hung up and
went into her room to get her clothes.
"Who was that?
Where are you going?" Sheridan asked.
"It was the
restaurant wondering if I could cover the bar. Don't worry,
I'll be home on time for the meeting." Angel said as she
walked into the bathroom.
"I'll see you
back here at five then. I think they are ordering dinner to
be delivered, but I'll call Marybeth just to be sure. If not,
can you bring me home some dinner?" Sheridan asked as she
grabbed her keys.
Oh shit, I'm running late. I'll see ya later Angel."
Angel heard the door
slam shut as she let the hot water cascade down her body and
relax her mind. "Going to work will help. You can stop
thinking there," she muttered.
Walking behind the
bar, Angel felt her second wind kick in. She was ready to face
the Monday lunch crowd.
As she was stocking
the bar, her cell phone rang. Picking it up, she read the caller
ID and smiled, "Well good morning sleepy head. Don't tell
me you just got up?"
Nick smiled, "No.
I've been up for a while. I had an unexpected visitor come over
early this morning," lowering his voice, Nick whispered,
"And he's still here."
Angel whispered back,
what time did you leave this morning?"
"I woke up with
the birds and couldn't fall back to sleep. I ended up going
to the gym to workout."
Angel laughed as
she listened to Nick groan, "That place is evil,"
Nick said then he heard a bunch of noise in the background,
"Where are you?"
"Oh, I'm at
Barefoot's. They called me this morning to see if I could fill
in at the bar."
"Who ya talkin'
to Nick?" Angel heard Kevin yell in the background.
Kevin came into Nick's
bedroom where Nick was talking on the phone, "Is she coming
Nick eyed Kevin strangely
while answering, "Um…no. She's at work right now."
Turning his attention back to his phone conversation, Nick continued,
"Oh, okay Angel. See you tonight. Bye."
Nick and Kevin walked
back into the living room where they were going over a song
for the movie.
"I don't see
why the girls need to keep on working. We pay them good money."
Kevin didn't understand. He wanted everyone's attention and
effort focused one hundred percent on this project.
"Kev, this job
isn't permanent. They don't want to burn too many bridges with
their employers so they can go back and work for them when the
movie is finished."
Hearing his stomach
growl, Nick pouted.
with you?" Kevin questioned him.
hungry, which reminded me of my weekend. Man, I was spoiled,
Angel is one hell of a cook."
arched up, "Oh really? What was your favorite meal?"
Nick gave Kevin a
smirk, "Uh huh. God, everything was perfect. As much as
I loved her Thanksgiving dinner, because that was just amazing,
I'd have to choose the breakfast she served me in bed."
Nick's smile reached both of his ears.
Kevin's eyes widened,
"Man, I haven't been served breakfast in bed in a long
time. Hell, I haven't had a woman stay for breakfast in a long
time." Kevin's voice softened and his mind started thinking
about his personal life, or the lack thereof.
Shaking his head
from those thoughts, an idea hit him, "Hey Nick, want to
go grab a bite to eat? My treat."
Sounds like a plan. I still haven't gone shopping yet,"
Nick grinned as he grabbed his keys and jacket. Kevin drove
to a familiar restaurant causing Nick to smile and question
Kevin's motives, "Dawg, what are you up to?"
Kevin grinned, "Nothing.
I like the food here."
"Uh huh. Sure
you do. But I ain't gonna complain," Nick laughed while
walking into Barefoot's.
was lost in thought as she reread the same insurance claim over
again. "God, this is useless. You are useless," She
Feeling tears coming
to her eyes, she fled to the bathroom. Even though Tom wasn't
in the office, she felt his presence and it only reminded her
of their weekend together, or what was supposed to be "their"
Looking at the clock,
she decided to play sick and go home early. 'It's only one.
I could go home, take a nap and be refreshed for tonight's meeting,'
she deliberated her options.
Explaining to one
of her co-workers she wasn't feeling well, Sheridan left work
As she pulled out
of the parking lot at work, Sheridan noticed Tom's car waiting
at the red light. 'Perfect timing,' she thought. Tom didn't
notice Sheridan leaving. He just assumed she went to lunch when
he walked by her desk and she wasn't there. He didn't learn
until an hour later that she had gone home sick for the day.
"Dammit," he muttered under his breath.
Feeling as though
she was being watched, Angel carefully turned around as her
eyes wandered around the bar. Grinning as she poured a glass
of Merlot, she shouted to her new guests, "So, what brings
you two in here?"
Kevin and Nick were
sitting at the bar.
Kevin's mind raced
thinking about how Angel and Nick's relationship, or whatever
it was - he'd have to ask Nick about that later - could help
him get closer to Sheridan.
"You work in
a fine restaurant Angel and we were hungry. Not to mention,
the service is outstanding," Kevin replied with a smirk.
Nick gave a sideways
glance to Kevin as if to say he had lost his mind, then looked
over to Angel who had a similar look.
Kevin was proud of his response. For the most part, it was truthful.
He just omitted the part about getting closer to Angel so that
he could get closer to Sheridan.
Nick and Angel stared
at each other, both shrugged their shoulders and replied in
don't tell me you guys can read each other's minds now."
Kevin hid behind the bar menu.
Angel decided she
didn't want to venture down this road so she changed the subject,
"So, what can I get you guys to drink?"
"I'll have a
glass of chardonnay please," Kevin replied while looking
through his menu.
"I'll take my
usual," was Nick's cocky response followed by a wink. Not
taking any chances, he also pulled out his license from his
wallet and shoved it in Angel's face.
"Yes dear. I
know," Angel plopped Nick's beer on a napkin in front of
Angel took the boys'
order and went about serving the other customers. Every once
in a while, Angel looked over to see Nick and Kevin laughing
and smiling, both engrossed in their conversation.
Angel observed some
fans in the restaurant staring at the boys. None of the fans
had ventured up to them. Angel thought that was quite nice of
them; although it wouldn't be their first meal that was interrupted
by a fan. Angel guessed some of the message boards would be
on overload with this news. 'Just wait until the fans watch
Oprah,' Angel said while snickering.
Hearing her cell
phone ringing, Angel wiped her hands on a paper towel while
answering it. "Hello?"
just wanted to let you know that I left work early and I'm home.
Marybeth said that dinner will be catered tonight." Sheridan
spoke with no emotion.
"Are you okay?
You sound terrible," Angel took her paper towel and tried
to make a three-point shot into the garbage can.
Nick looked up and
laughed watching Angel goof off at work. Kevin's eavesdropping
ears went into full effect when he heard Angel mention Sheridan's
name. Unfortunately, Angel went back to the kitchen so he wasn't
able to hear any of her conversation.
Bringing over the
boys' food, Nick stopped chatting with Kevin to tell Angel about
the boys' latest news. They were all going to Las Vegas next
week to appear on the Billboard awards.
Angel leaned in close,
"Shhh… there are a few fans in here just watching you two.
Don't say anything too loud." Angel also shook her hand
out of Nick's grasp; hearing Kevin's words in the back of her
mind, "Keep it on the down low you two."
Nick could have cared
less but he knew why Angel pulled away, especially with Kevin
sitting right next to him.
Kevin wanted to know
what was wrong with Sheridan, so he decided to do a little investigating
of his own. "So, you and Sheridan will both be at the meeting
"Of course Kevin.
I have to get back to work. I'll see you guys later." Angel
went back to mixing drinks and running to and from the kitchen.
After finishing up
their meal, Nick and Kevin went to Kevin's studio to finish
working on the song from this morning.
Kevin had questions,
lots of them, and he drove Nick up the wall until it was time
to leave for the meeting. Kevin had answered Nick's phone twice
and took him grocery shopping. If they were any closer, people
would think they were a couple.
When they arrived
at the ladies apartment, Kevin had a bottle of rum, as well
as some Vanilla Coke. Nick thought it was odd but then Kevin
could be odd at times.
Nick opened the door
knowing it wouldn't be locked. Kevin shot him a look letting
him know that he was a little surprised. Angel was in the kitchen
setting the table. Sheridan was speaking to someone on the telephone
when they walked into the apartment.
The expression Angel
was wearing was a cross between annoyed and disgusted. She mouthed
the word "Tom" while Sheridan's back was turned.
Nick winked and then
yelled, "Hello you hot little honeys. Kevin and Nick have
arrived. Let's get it on!"
Angel spewed the
contents of her mouth, which happened to be wine, in the sink.
Kevin tried not to smirk, but hell, he was getting desperate
for an angle.
turned red, and then ran from the room. As she closed the door,
she shot the universal sign, the finger, at Nick.
"She's is going
to kill you," Angel laughed as she set the table after
wiping her mouth with a napkin. "Those two are on thin
ice, so keep going," Angel whispered to Nick as he stuck
his finger in her dessert, Carmel Apple pie.
Kevin just stood
grinning, "You two can be very evil when you are working
together on something, but keep going I am enjoying this."
Sheridan yelled as the bedroom door flew open.
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