Uh...hi everyone. This story sort-of goes along with Comfort in Letters.Thanks to everyone who reviewed that, by the way. Remember, I'm leaving that as a one-chapter story.

This, however, should be a bunch of chapters. Not quite sure how many. Please, please, please review, polite and constructive comments are my favorites. Anyways, read away and have fun.

Disclaimer: Not mine, yada yada yada.

When she received the offer, she had jumped at the chance. A new start to a new life in a new place. That was the easy part. The hard part had been breaking the news to the others.

It was funny how much people could change in five years. They could hate you in the beginning but treat you like family in the end. You could keep your distance or make everything worse. For some reason, however many doubts or disliking that anyone had about her, they weren't showing now.

They hadn't taken the news particularly badly, but not particularly well, either. Of course, they'd come to know her as part of their family, though there were some new tensions between them and some old ones kept popping back up, but they were shocked, to say the least, to find out that one of their best was leaving their lab. They had been sitting in silence for three minutes before shift was over and for once, she was glad to get away from work, to go home. She needed to start packing; she had a week to get to the new lab. They offered her more time, but she said she could be there in a week. She'd already started looking at apartments, a week ago, using her three-day break to look for some place to live.

And now that she was almost ready to leave, she wasn't ready at all. Nick had looked at her with those eyes, melting her heart and making her feel guilty about running away from her life and her problems. He put a hand on her shoulder to let her know that he understood but she still couldn't face him. She couldn't bear the pained expression on his face or the tears sliding down his face, or his saddening goodbye.

He had come to her apartment the day she was set to leave, to catch a plane to her new apartment, away from him. He had begged her to stay, and memories kept flooding back to her, how he had been her only friend when she had first arrived, how he had helped her throughout the days they had worked together on the night shift. He had helped her load boxes onto the moving truck and had gone with her when she'd talked to Ecklie. He had been there for her.

Any signs of affection he showed her were shaken off. She was upset; miserable and guilt-ridden. She said she had to leave, she had a plane to catch. She had breezed by, but he'd caught her shoulder and pulled her close. He kissed the top of her head and said that he would miss her, asked for her address so he could write. He drove her to the airport and waited two hours before she boarded the plane. He wished her good luck. She had to walk away and never look back, or she knew she wouldn't be able to leave.

The others were considerate enough. Brass told her to call and if she didn't, he would. He'd come to regard her as a daughter, since his Ellie hadn't regarded him as a father. Warrick offered a pat on the back and a smile. Theirs had been, possibly, the hardest friendship to forge when she had arrived, since she had been hired originally to investigate him. Greg had looked at her with his puppy dog eyes. He gave her a brave grin as she planted a peck on his cheek and placed a hand on his shoulder. Even Catherine had dragged in a rebellious now thirteen year-old Lindsey. She apologized for any faults which Sara could see was hard for her to do. Sara said that now she would have to argue with Sophia or one of the guys. Catherine rolled her eyes and told her that it wouldn't be that hard to do.

But Grissom was different. He was sitting in his office on her last day. She came in to tell him goodbye.

"Goodbye, Sara…" he had trailed off, then looked up, as if he would say something, but just told her good luck as she walked out of the door.

Now she was on the plane, and it was about to touch down.The previous week's events kept playing over in her mind. The day she arrived in Vegas was planted in her mind as she wondered if Seattle would be the same.

A slight rain was falling as she stepped off the plane into Sea-Tac Airport, her new job, and her new life.

Not too horrid, eh?