Rating: M for Marture. More so for future chapters.

Characters: Grissom, Sara, small appearences from the other CSIs, and a few of my own characters.

Summery: Post Living Doll I guess. No spoilers, I've assuming Sara gets saved for this particular Fic. This is about a month or so after that. Sara leaves Vegas behind because it gets to be too much. What happens when Grissom meets her again, years later?

Disclaimer: I DO not own the CSI characters... sadly. I'm just boring them for my own amusement, as always.

Thank you to gabesaunt for being SUCH a supportive and great beta. With out you, this would not be readable. You're awesome babe.


Prologue

No Looking Back

There were tears as she stepped into the main foyer. They were streaming down her face, burning tracks as she turned; looking back at what had been her home for the last year and a half. Her eyes grazing over the surfaces that she had became familiar with, some more intimately than others.

She could almost feel her back rubbing over the table surface as he slid into her opening, caressing her walls as he showed her how much he loved her, how much he'd given to have her. She stared, almost as if a soft silhouette of the two of them appeared before her bloodshot eyes.

Her head dropped as a wave hit her. Covering her mouth with a shaky, pale hand as she choked back more tears, a sob.

She hated herself for what she was doing. She hated that this was what it all came down to. But Sara couldn't take it anymore. The memories, the reminders of that night she was taken away from everything safe, everything she trusted was swept from her grasp when she was placed far out from the lab, left to die. She felt numb, lost, and constantly scared at every turn. There wasn't a Sara anymore. She didn't see that same person when she looked into the mirror, only a stranger staring back at her.

She needed it more than she needed anything else. Needed to live again, to feel safe again, most of all; she needed to find it all where Gil Grissom couldn't distract her.

Turning, she slung her bag over her shoulder and placed the simple note on the table. It consisted of only four words, very simple but true words.

With that, Sara left their town house behind, the lab behind, Vegas behind.

She left Gil Grissom behind.


TBC... if you want.

Author note one: Let me know what you think. If ya'll enjoy it, I'll continue, if not, I'd love to hear what you have to say.

Author note two: Those who are reading Masks, I KNOW I am going to post Chapter 5 within in the new few days. It's almost done.