Disclaimers: I don't own Nick, Nat, or Tracey. J. Parriott, B. Cohen
and Sony do. I don't own "Missing You" either. That belongs to Steve
Perry. No copyright infringement intended. I'm just borrowing them
for awhile. Feedback always welcome at debbub@hotmail.com


Missing You
by KnightCrusader 2005


Oh I'm (missing you)
The hurt on your heart
Through your eyes it shows
The past can't relive
What we both know 

They had had another of their fights. About Nat's wanting to be
brought across and Nick's unwillingness to bring her into his Hell.

*Flashback* 

"I won't do it Natalie." Nick was pacing behind the sofa. The pain
on his face was clear. This was ripping him apart. "I cannot condemn
you to this."

"Then what choice do I have, Nick?" unshed tears chocking Nat's
voice, "I can't live like this anymore." She stood from the sofa and
picked up her keys off the table. 

"Nat wait..."

"I have been. And I'm sick of waiting." Natalie turned and went out
the door.

*End Flashback*

Still I remember
Things I never meant
Memories surround me
Won't let me forget 

Damn his perfect Vampire memory! 

I was so wrong
The secret's not worth keeping
I had no faith 
That you would still believe

"She had enough faith. I should have." Blood tears blurred Nick's
vision. "She was the only one who ever believed in me." He lovingly
caressed the velvet petals of the red rose in his hand.

No, now
My heart's in your keeping
Here I am

Missin' you
(Missing you)

Kissing the rose, he then laid it atop the mahogany casket.

*Flashback*

The phone rang in Nick's loft as he came down the stairs. He didn't
sleep well, he kept waiting for Nat to come back.

"Knight,"

"Nick, it's Tracey. I'm on my way over. We need to talk." Something
was wrong. Nick could tell by the tone in his partner's voice.

"What is it Trace? Can't it wait until shift starts?" Running his
hand through his hair. He didn't feel like company right now.

"No Nick it can't. I'll be there in 5 minutes. Just let me up." The
phone line went dead in his ear. He went to the refrigerator to get
some fortification for his meeting with Tracey.

Nick disabled the alarm so that Tracey could let herself in. He
heard the lift motor engage, and heard the erratic beat of Tracey's
heart.

Nick was not prepared for the way Tracey looked. "What's wrong?" She
looked as if she had been crying for hours.

"I hate being the one to do this." Tears were rolling freely off her
chin, "I was called in early. There had been a pile up on the Don. I
was assigned to go get witness statements..."

Nick grabbed Tracey by the shoulders, "Tell me..." Gold flecked his
eyes, but he didn't care.

Tracey was shaking now. Sobbing, she told Nick the most painful
thing she would ever say, "There was nothing left of the car. I saw
it! I saw the EMT's extract her from the wreck."

*End Flashback*

*Flashback*

That was four days ago. Nick hadn't slept or fed since. He locked
himself in the loft after he went and took care of Natalie's things.
He gave Syd to Grace, and donated the rest. 

He laid in his bed, alone except for Nat's pillow.

Fear in the dark
Stares from my wall
Your eyes in your picture
Won't let me go 
If I could remember
How you felt the pain
The king of pretenders
Alone in shame

*End Flashback*

Nick walked back to the Caddy. He couldn't watch them lower Nat into
the ground. He would go home and decide what to do next.

I was so wrong
The secret's not worth keeping
I had no faith 
That you would still believe
No, now
My heart's in your keeping
Here, I am, oh here I am

By the time he got to the loft he knew what he had to do. 

He went up stairs, showered, put on his dark red silk shirt, and
black jeans. He then returned to his kitchen, poured himself a glass
of uncut blood. Settling down at the dining table he wrote a letter
leaving everything he had to Tracey Vetter and instructions on how
Tracey could find Feliks. 

Nick could feel the sun starting to rise. He walked over to the CD
player and loaded it with his and Nat's favorite music. It wouldn't
be long now. Grabbing the remote Nick opened all of the steel
shutters and let in the Toronto morning.

(Missin' you)
Missing you
Oh I'm (missing you)
You were there, now I'm here
You gave much more than I did
I gave what I had to give
If I could, you know I would
I'd make it up to you

He took his last drink. As the sun consumed him his glass shattered
on the floor.

Instead I'm (missin' you)
In the place you used to be
You were lying next to me
Oh I'm missing you
Oh I'm missing you