Disguising Mistakes With Goodbyes

Rating: Teen

Disclaimer: I own nothing.

Summary: Sara gets kidnapped. The relationship is forced out into the open. How does the rest of the team react?

A/N: Yeah. I had this episode before the finale spoiler. Wierd, huh? Ah. I'm sunburnt. LOL. You can't imagine how bad it hurt to sit here and write this all. I hope you enjoy. It won't be that long, probably one more chapter and it'll be over. ((But I got one line FROM the finale promo. So... yeah.))

Sara and Catherine walked into the large master bedroom, field kits in hand. Sara moved towards the bed and Catherine advanced towards the bathroom. Both of them turned on their flashlights and began to process their crime scene. After a few minutes of silence, Catherine spoke up,

"You know... you're the only person I see around Grissom." Sara looked at her with a confused look.

"Well we're all on the same team. It's kind of hard to ignore your boss." Catherine kept her thoughts to herself, nodding with Sara's statement and got back to work. "Why? Would that be such a bad thing?" Catherine looked up. "Being around him all the time, I mean."

"I didn't say you were around him all the time. I just said, every time I see him, you're always around. I was just curious."

"Well it's really none of your business anyways," she said under her breath.

"Look. I have a right to know what's happening between the members of the team. I think everyone does."

"Have I ever come up to you and said, 'Catherine... you know, I've been seeing you hang around Grissom a lot. What's going on?' And in reality, you are everywhere he goes!"

"If I was with him, it was case related. When it wasn't case related, it was considered two friends catching up on old times."

"Right. Who's going to believe that?"

"Sara, you don't have to believe anything I say. Just remember- I knew him first."

"So you're claiming him?"

"I'm just going to make an accusation and say I know him just a little better than you do."

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Both women went their separate ways after arriving at the lab. Gil was about to walk out of his office when Catherine walked past him, not even turning around to greet him. He called out to her, but she kept walking. He looked the opposite way, and found Sara walking into the evidence room with an angry expression on her face.

"Sara? What's going on?"

"Oh. Hey. We just got back from that hotel you sent us to."

"And how did things go?"

"Alright. There wasn't much evidence to collect though." He began to walk out of the door, but she called out to him again. "You wanna go get lunch later?"

"Uhm... I have a lot of work to do, Sara. I'm-"

"Understood. Maybe tomorrow?" He gave her a half smile and walked into the hall.

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"You're leaving," Gil asked. Catherine looked sideways, into his office and nodded. They stared at each other for a few seconds, not knowing what to say, before she softly said,

"I'll see you later." She pressed her lips together, giving him one last look, and walked towards the lab's parking lot. All she wanted was to go home, take a hot shower, and sleep. Too many things were rushing through her mind, and it was starting to give her a bad headache.

She drove the fifteen minute drive to her house with the radio on a low volume. She walked into her house and shivered. 'Linds must have put the A/C on.' She threw her purse onto the couch, tossed her keys on the kitchen table, and leaned over on the kitchen counter with her head in her hands.

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Back at the lab, Gil turned off his office lights and locked his door. With his keys in his hand, he started walking to the parking lot. While passing by the break room, he looked for Sara, but the only people he saw where the incoming members of the day shift. He took out his cell phone and dialed her house number, thinking she went home, but got no answer.

As he pulled into his townhouse driveway, he didn't see Sara's car anywhere. Thinking she might have went eat breakfast with Nick or Greg, he walked through the front door and shrugged off his jacket. He was about to head into his bedroom, but his cell phone started ringing.

He picked it up and looked down at the caller ID.

Unknown Number.

He flipped it open and slowly brought it to his ear.

"Hello?"

No one answered.

"Hello," he asked again, this time, a little louder.

There was static, and the phone cut out. He shut his phone and placed it back on the kitchen island.

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Sara slammed the barely working phone against the wall of the abandoned house she was in. She closed her eyes and pressed her back against the dirt wall.

She was digging in her purse for her car keys when a black cloth covered her entire face. She tried to scream, but the hand over her mouth wasn't making it easy. She felt something cold and sharp stick into the side of her neck, and she froze. When she felt it lift off of her skin, she was then on the ground.

A man, who she couldn't see, was tying up her hands. No one seemed to notice, but then again, she had parked her car in the back of the lab because the parking spaces in the front were all taken. She heard him whisper,

"Try to scream and I'll make sure that knife goes across this time." She shook with fear and her wide brown eyes closed when she felt herself being dragged away from her car.

She suddenly felt guilty. Maybe if her and Catherine wouldn't have gotten in a fight, they would've stayed at the crime scene longer and she wouldn't have decided to go home early. Maybe she wouldn't be stuck in the back of this guy's SUV with rope around her hands and feet, and a cloth in her mouth.

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The next day at the lab...

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Greg walked into the break room where everyone was waiting for Sara.

"She's not answering her cell phone OR her house phone." Gil back at Catherine, but didn't say anything. Pretty soon, everyone was looking at her.

"What happened yesterday, Catherine?"

"What do you mean?"

"When you two came back from that crime scene, both of you looked like you wanted to kill each other."

"We had a little argument. It was nothing."

"Argument over what?"

"Nothing important. Silly stuff."

"Argument over WHAT," Gil yelled. Catherine's expression fell. He had never yelled at her before. Never. She narrowed her eyes and blinked.

"We were fighting over you! It was childish and immature, but I wouldn't KILL her over it!"

"We don't even know if she's in trouble. She might have just over slept or something..." Gil placed his head in his hands and Catherine got up from the table. Warrick and Nick, who were standing by the door, moved out of her way before she pushed past them.

"Catherine, get back in here!"

"Why? So you can yell at me some more?"

"I want you and Nick to go over to her house. See if she's there."

"No." Greg, Nick, and Warrick simply lined up on the other side of the room, and helplessly watched. Grissom stood up from the table and walked over to her.

"I can't go. You three have to."

"Why not," Warrick asked. Gil took a deep breath and let it out.

"Because as of the moment, I'm a suspect until you three go over to her house and clear me."

Catherine's stomped out of the break room.

Warrick stared at him.

Greg's jaw dropped.

Nick looked down at his feet.

A/N: ... Ohh. What's Catherine gonna do? LOL. Reviews would be nice. Pwetty please?? (: