Anniversary

Disclaimer: I do not own CSI or its characters unfortunately. But my birthday is coming up. I'm not asking for ALL of CSI, maybe just William Petersen.

Chapter 1

As Sara walked into the lab that evening, she was called to the front desk to be given a parcel. There was no return address on the box.

"Who's this from?" she asked the receptionist behind the desk.

The girl, who was on the phone, lifted one shoulder in a shrug. Sara wrinkled her nose in confusion. This was the second parcel she'd received that month. The last had been from Grissom, but why would he send her another? If it even was from Grissom. She decided to open it the locker room anyway. She used her keys to slit the box open when she entered the locker room and sat down, much like she had done a couple of weeks ago.

"What ya got there?" a strawberry blonde woman walked into the room. She sat down next to Sara who was now holding a small, perfect origami butterfly made from paper. "That's nice, Sara, who's it from?" said Catherine, reaching for the box.

"There's no return address. Anything else in there?" Sara asked her, admiring the butterfly.

It was made from blue and purple paper with what looked suspiciously like canary yellow diamonds in the wings near the top. She turned to Catherine, who was holding a card with something written in calligraphy on one side.

"What's it say?" Sara asked, taking the card.

"'Sorry I missed it' and Sara, are those real diamonds?" Catherine said as Sara read the card.

Sara nodded and a smile crept onto her face. Now she knew who had sent it. Only one person knew how much she liked canary diamonds.

"What?" Catherine asked, seeing the smile on Sara's face. "Sorry who missed what? Who sent it? Was it…ooh!" she clasped a hand to her mouth. She knew who she hoped it was.

Sara could see the cogs working in Catherine's mind and quickly tried to divert her.

"Did we get any hits from the bloody print?" she said, still smiling, taking the paper butterfly from Catherine and putting it carefully back into the box with the card.

"Uh yeah, Daniel Shaide, Brass went to pick him up, what are you looking so happy about?" Catherine finished, leaning against the lockers as Sara put the box into her own.

"Wouldn't you be happy if you got a nice gift from your…uh…someone?" she replied as she walked out of the door, leaving Catherine to wonder what Sara had stopped herself from saying and to wonder who the mystery sender was.

TBC (R&R for next chapter)