Hi! This is my first posting, on fkfic-l. Nick/Nat and the rest do
not belong to me. I'm just borrowing them. Permission granted to post
on fkfic-l and Mel's fkfanfic site. Please send all questions,
comments, etc.. to kcsmith@hotmail.com.  Enjoy!
      
Just For You

*Nick Knight was driving home after his shift ended. It was still at
least two hours before sun-up, as he had gotten off early. A reward to
him and Schanke for having wrapped up a homicide quickly.

As Nick was driving along, he saw the flashing emergency lights of a
car up ahead of him. Slowing down, to stop and offer assistance, he
saw the car and immediately pulled over. He got out of the Caddie and
headed over to the stranded vehicle. He saw the driver open the door
and step out of the vehicle. He moved closer, then took her hand.

"Hi, Nat. What happened?" He asked.

Nat looked ruefully at him. She had a grease smudge on her cheek and
lingering traces on her hands.  "Oh, I don't know. It just decided not
to work, all of a sudden." She lightly kicked a tire. "Where's
Schank?"   Nick smiled at her small gesture of frustration. "Probably
home, by now. We got out early."

Nat nodded, absently rubbing her cheek, smearing the grease even more.
Nick laughed. He pulled out a handkerchief, then gently wiped at the
smudge on her face. "Here. You've got grease all over you."

Nat's eyes grew wide. "Great. So, not only am I without a car, I'm a
mess, too. I knew I shoulda stayed in bed today."

Nick smiled at her. "Oh, I don't know, I think you look pretty good." 
Nat looked up at him, grinning. She was saved from replying, by the
arrival of the tow-truck. "Finally." She said, quietly.

The driver jumped out of the truck and waved. "Hey, Doc! Stranded
again, eh?"

"Hi, Michael. Yeah." She took the clipboard from him and signed the
top two forms. "If I had any sense, I'd junk this thing and buy a new
one."   "So why don't ya?" He asked, as he took the clipboard from
her.

"Who can afford new car payments *and* insurance? I'm up to my neck in
bills, already." Nat said. She handed him the keys and then stepped
back.

Michael hopped in, then tried the ignition. There was a slight
'click', but no other sound. "Bet it's your starter. Geez, Doc. You
coulda bought a new car, with all you've spent on fixing this thing."
He moved to his truck, to begin loading her car onto it."  

Don't remind me." Nat mumbled. She retrieved her purse, briefcase and
medical bag from her car. Then she stepped back, to stand by Nick. 

"Can I take you home?" Nick asked her. He had quietly observed the
exchange between Nat and Michael.  

Nat smiled. "Sure." She placed her things into the Caddie.  "Hey,
Michael?" She called.

He looked up. "Yeah, Doc?"  

Nat gestured towards Nick. "My friend is going to take me home,
tonight. Just tell Bob I'll call later."

Michael nodded and waved. "Will do. Bye, Doc!"

Nat climbed into the Caddie and Nick drove her home.



  A few nights later, Nick showed up unexpectedly at Nat's doorstep.
"Hi, Nat!" He said. "I'm not disturbing you, am I?"

Nat grinned at him. "No. I'm just doing some bookkeeping. Come in."
She moved to allow him entrance.

Nick stepped into her apartment. He looked around, noticing the way
her home always felt so warm and inviting. He followed her into the
room she had turned into her office. "So, bookkeeping, huh?"

Nat sighed. "Yeah. Oh, the woes of living paycheck to paycheck." She
grinned at him.

Nick smiled back. "Nat? Could ya come downstairs with me? I have
something to show you."

Nat smiled quizzically. "What is it?"

Nick took her hand. "Please?"

She nodded, then slipped on her shoes. Following him down to the first
floor, then out of the doors of her building. She looked around for
Nick's Caddie, but didn't see it.

Nick walked up to a new, silver-blue Caddilac Catera, convertable. He
grinned at Nat. "Well?"

Nat looked at the car. "Nick? Don't tell me you finally gave up that
land barge of yours."

Nick grinned. "Nope." He shook his head.

Nat looked at him, confused. "Then, what's this?"

He handed her the keys. "It's yours."

Nat looked at him in shock. "Mine?" She shook her head. "Nick, what
are you talking about?"

Nick pulled her into his arms. "Oh, Nat. I bought it for you."

"You--? You *bought* it? For *me*?" She looked disbelievingly at the
car. "Nick... I can't accept this. It's too..." She stopped, shaking
her head.

"Nat. Please. I *want* you to take it." He kissed her cheek. "Please?"

Nat looked from the car to Nick. "Nick... why?"

He smiled. "Nat, in all of the years I've searched for a cure, I've
had dozens of people promise me what I sought... for a price. Mostly,
I learned that they were after my money." He touched her face, gently.
"You've never once asked me for anything. You've given and given and
given. And all I've done, is take. It's time I give you something,
Nat. Something tangible, by way of thanks. I know you don't expect it.
But you deserve it. Please accept this small gift, as a token of my
gratitude and my--" He paused. "And my love, Nat."

She looked into his eyes, tears forming in her own. "Love?" She
whispered.

Nick nodded, then bent down to kiss her. "I love you, Nat." He told
her.

Nat smiled and hugged him to her. "Oh, Nick! I love you, too."

He kissed her again. "So? Will you accept it? I picked it out, just
for you."

Nat looked apprehensively at the new car. Then she looked into Nick's
impossibly blue eyes and her resistance melted. "Okay, Nick. I'll
accept it. Thank you."

He smiled and kissed her again. "So, wanna take it out for a test
run?" 

Nat grinned. "Are you kidding? Of course I do!"

>>END
KC Smith    
N/NPacker with definite Dark Knightie tendencies.