1A/N: I thought this up while not listening in Science class. Only if it would happen. sighsBTW, Grissom and Sara didn't get married in this fic.
Summary: When Sara comes back to Vegas as a Police Detective, everything changes, including her feelings towards a certain cowboy.
Rating: T
Disclaimer: Don't own it!!
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She slid her oversized sunglasses onto the top of her head. Vegas hadn't changed since that night she left, but she hadn't expected it to anyway.
And as Sara Sidle stared at the CSI building, she had those butterflies fly around in her stomach again.
She was scared, she wasn't going to deny it.
She left her boyfriend and her friends behind, only with her departure to feed their hungry questions. All of this was followed by many questions.
Will they hate me? Would they take me in? How will they react? What about Nick? Will he be mad? Why am I even thinking about Nick? Why am I even talking to myself?
Sara shook the questions out of her head, leaving each one unanswered. The real question was the one that actually came out of her mouth.
"Am I ready for this?"
She sighed, and slid off the hood of her car.
"I better get it over with."
Sara checked her watch; 8:42.
"They should be here by now," Sara sighed, and she grabbed her purse and walked toward the entrance doors.
She grasped the door handle, and stated, "This is it."
Sara opened the door, and went in.
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TBC if you want me to.