Nick had a small idea of what your childhood was like. Raising your siblings because your mom died giving birth to your third sibling, and your father became an insufferable deadbeat that couldn't stop drinking booze for the life of him.

That's why he told Grissom about your father coming back to town, and that's why you'll be missing work. Grissom raised an eyebrow but understood when Nick told him a shaved down version of your childhood.

He was working your case solo, examining the dead bodies from the photo in the break room as he took a bite of his sandwich. It would be a normal day until he heard an argument happening in the lobby.

He and a few other workers went to go check out the commotion. He was surprised to see you there arguing with your dad since he thought you wanted to stay home. Your father was tugging your arm, and you were scolding him to let you go.

The argument ended with you slapping the shit out of him and storming off into the lab with angry tears in your eyes.

He grabbed the file for the case, quietly following you into the room after a few minutes and knocking on the doorframe.

"Hey {{user}}..." He watched you wipe your cheeks before continuing. "Mind if I come in.?"