Hello guys! Ready for another story? :) It's time to have some fun again after this rather depressing and dramatic story! I swear I wrote that part of the story before the blackout-episode aired! :D Not that it matters, just wanted to let you know ;)

Enjoy!

"Hey Nick. Where's Greg?" officer Spencer asked with an excited smile on his face. He was always happy when him and Greg were assigned to a case together. It didn't happen too often, so these cases were kind of special for him.

"He's running late..." Nick replied rather annoyed. He didn't like Spencer and didn't like the way he seemed to obsess about Greg.

"Ah, okay. Well then, follow me. The scene's up there." Spencer walked inside an elevator. They were in a big hotel, the body was on the 34th floor. The last floor.

Nick sighed as he walked inside. Although it didn't take long, Nick knew it would feel like a really long elevator ride. Spencer started blabbering about uninteresting stuff, like Nick feared he would. He interrupted him. "Can you tell me anything about what happened up there?" he asked, already knowing the answer. He just thought it was better to talk about the case than something else Nick didn't care about.

28th floor. Nick looked rather excited. Not long and he'll be free. Until they felt the elevator judder a bit. It made a loud noise and the light was out. "What the...?" Nick asked confused. "What was that?"

"We're not moving anymore," Spencer said, taking out his flash light and turning it on.

Nick did so, too. "Push the emergency button. I think we're stuck."

Spencer did, but nothing happened. "Shouldn't somebody, I don't know, answer when we push or something?"

"I think so..." Nick took his cell phone out and called Reed. She was up on the 34th floor with the body. "Hey, it's Nick. Officer Spencer and I are stuck in the elevator..."

Nick was sitting on the floor, leaning his back against the wall. Spencer was standing, looking up with his flashlight. "Maybe we could climb up there and..."

"And what? You're watching too many movies, man," Nick replied annoyed. For half an hour, he had to listen to Spencer's ideas of how to get out of here. He didn't come up with anything useful. "Just relax and wait for them to get us out of here."

"You know, I never told anyone, but... I'm a bit claustrophobic..."

"Of course you are..." Nick said sarcastically under his breath. He couldn't stand Spencer anymore. "Me too, but just try to stay calm. It's enough space for the both of us, we'll be fine." Nick didn't use to be claustrophobic at all, but ever since he was buried alive, this changed.

Spencer nodded hastily. He was getting nervous. "Thank god Greg's running late, huh? Otherwise he'd be stuck with us, too." He laughed nervously.

"Yeah... What is it with you and Greg, actually?" Nick asked.

"What do you mean?"

"You keep talking about him like he's the coolest guy on earth, you call him all the time, make surprise visits at his place... and mine. Why?"

Spencer looked confused. "Because we're friends."

"And you're sure that's it?"

"What the hell are you implying?"

"Nothing. I just wonder sometimes... Does Greg enjoy spending time with you as much as you enjoy spending time with him?"

Spencer was too ignorant to ever doubt that, but when Nick mentioned it, he did wonder if Greg liked Spencer as much as he liked him. "We're friends and we're having a good time when we're together."

"Sure..." Nick rolled his eyes.

"Why? What did he tell you?" Spencer was getting insecure.

"Nothing... It's just, it feels like you're almost obsessed with him while he just thinks you're a nice guy."

"I'm not obsessed with him!" Spencer yelled angrily, making rather threatening gestures towards Nick.

He got up and put his hands in front of his body defensively. "Okay, calm down."

"We're friends, how the hell's that any of your business?"

"Relax! Okay? Jesus, didn't know you'd react so sensitive..." Nick rolled his eyes.

"That's enough!" Spencer grabbed Nick's collar and pressed him against the wall. A short scuffle followed. Then, Nick's cell phone rang. Both men quickly let go of each other.

"It's Greg..." Nick took a deep breath and answered the phone. "Yeah?"

"Hey, how are you holding up?"

"...What?"

"Reed just told me you're stuck in the elevator."

"Oh, yeah..." Nick sat down again as he sighed. "Will they get us out soon?"

"They're working on it, but they don't know how long it'll take..."

Nick sighed. "Great. Tell them to hurry up."

"Will do. Try to stay calm, alright?" Greg knew about Nick's claustrophobic tendencies and worried.

Nick smiled faintly. "Alright." He hung up.

"What did he say?"

Nick looked up to officer Spencer with an annoyed look. "They're trying to get us out of here."

"So... You say you're claustrophobic, too?"

Nick nodded.

"You know why?"

He nodded again.

Spencer waited for him to explain, but he didn't. So Spencer started talking. "Good for you. I don't, and I think that makes it harder to do anything about it." When Nick didn't react at all, he went on. "I'm sorry for attacking you like that... It's just how I react when confronted with my fears..."

Nick raised an eyebrow. "What, you mean the small spaces or your feelings for Greg?"

Spencer gave Nick a look. He had to start again. But this time he stayed calm. "The spaces, actually." He laughed a bit, causing Nick to laugh, too.

"Well, apology accepted. I guess I was going a bit too far as well, so... sorry."

Spencer nodded appreciative. "So, you're gonna tell me where your claustrophobia comes from now?"

Nick sighed. "I don't think so."

"Come on, maybe it'll help me understand mine. Plus, who knows how long we'll be stuck in here? I could use a good story."

Nick sighed again. "It's not real claustrophobia, I guess. I just get a little uncomfortable, but I don't have panic attacks or something like that anymore."

"So, what happened?" Spencer sat down on the ground.

"You know, usually I wouldn't tell you, but Russell told me to be proud of my past, because it's who I am..." Nick had a smile on his face. "And he's probably right." He went on to tell Spencer about the worst hours of his life, when he was buried alive, not knowing if he'll ever see the daylight again.

"Wow... I heard about that story at the station, but I never knew it was you..."

"Hmhm... But it's in the past. I'm over it, all that remains from it is this slight claustrophobia when I'm trapped somewhere... And right now it's not even discomfort. I'm calm. Calmer than I thought I would be, actually." He felt really proud right now.

"That's good. Really good..." Spencer said, breathing heavily.

Nick raised his eyebrows. "What's wrong?"

"I-I don't know... your story, just... just thinking about it makes me panic..." He laughed nervously. "And I just realized how far up we are..." He was shaking.

Nick rolled his eyes. He was sympathetic to Spencer, but he wondered how he didn't see it coming. Telling a claustrophobic who's trapped in an elevator the story of when he was buried alive might've been the stupidest thing he's ever done. "Easy, now. Everything's going to be fine. People get stuck in elevators all the time."

"Yeah and some of them don't make it out..." Spencer was close to hyperventilation.

"Don't be ridiculous..." The light was going on again.

Spencer quickly jumped up. "The light! It's back on!" he said joyful. The elevator started moving. Spencer had tears of joy in his eyes. "Thank god..."

Nick had a big smile on his face. Finally! The elevator got up to the 34th floor. Both men were standing in front of the door grinning, waiting for it to open. It didn't.

"...Come on... come on!" Spencer said, hammering on the door. The elevator started moving down again. "No... NO! What the hell's going on?"

"We're going down...? Why?" Nick asked. Fear was crawling up to him, followed by despair. "We're not gonna get out of here..." He sighed as he sat down again. His phone rang again. He pulled it out, but Spencer grabbed it out of his hand. "...Hey!"

"You need to get us out of here!" he yelled into the phone.

"...Spencer?"

"Greg, it's so good to hear your voice! You need to help us... get us out of here! I'm going insane in here!"

"...I can hear that..." Greg replied. "Could you get Nick on the phone, please?"

Spencer started crying. "Please help us... What's going on? Why do we keep moving?" The elevator kept going up and down between the 22nd and 31st floor.

"They tried to get the elevator going, now it won't stop... Don't worry, they have everything under control. It's only a matter of time you'll get out of here..."

"I can't take it anymore, I can't, I..." Spencer sobbed into the phone.

"Stay calm. It'll be okay... Now let me talk to Nick, okay?"

He handed Nick the phone with shaking hands.

"Hey..."

"Jesus, what the hell's going on in there, Nick?" Greg asked worried. "Are you alright?"

"Yeah, sure... I'm fine. It's rough, but we'll both be okay." He looked over to Spencer.

"Listen, it's a good sign the elevator is going up and down, that means it's working. They just need to stop it at the right time to get you out. It might take a while, but they'll be able to do it, alright? Stay calm and... I don't know, try to soothe Spencer some way."

Nick rolled his eyes. "Not sure that's possible anymore, but I'll try. Thanks, Greg."

"What did he say?" Spencer whimpered.

"They did this on purpose, moving the elevator. They want to get us out that way. It won't take long anymore. Stay calm and it'll be over soon."

Another 45 minutes passed. They were finally able to stop the elevator at the right place. It wasn't exactly on a floor, but it was close enough to open the door and get Nick and Spencer out of there. The light went out again. "Oh god!" Spencer exclaimed nervously. "What's going on?"

Slowly, the doors opened. Nick and Spencer finally got the chance to get out of there. They had to crawl out, though. The elevator was stuck slightly above the 30th floor, so the space to crawl through was only about three inches high. "No, no, no... I've seen that on the news before... And in movies! We crawl out and the elevator starts going again and cuts us in half!" Spencer said fearful.

"Listen, you got about ten seconds to decide whether or not you're going out. If you chose not to, fine! But you'll be on your own!" Nick was fed up with Spencer. As much as he understood the fear of small spaces, as much did Spencer's panic annoy him.

"...What? But..."

Nick rolled his eyes. "Good luck, man!" He quickly crawled out.

"Now you, officer!" one of the technicians said.

Spencer took a deep breath, but couldn't force himself to crawl through.

"Come on, Barry, you can do it!" Greg said from outside the elevator. As quick as that, Spencer crawled out. He was shaking, but he was out.

"'Attaboy!" Nick said sarcastically, rolling his eyes. He was the one telling Greg to say something encouraging to Spencer and it worked.

Spencer quickly walked up to Greg and hugged him. He didn't say anything, but started crying. He didn't let go of him. Greg just stood there with a puzzled look on his face, patting Spencer on the back. "It's okay..."