Here's the second chapter of the semi-sucky old story for you all.

Kakidoll beta'd this before she went all near-death on me (and TDCSI. I'm not the only one suffering while she's out.)

Enjoy the violence. It kicked ass to write.

Brass knew it was time to step in, since both Catherine and Sara had dropped their bags and kits, and both had taken off their sunglasses. They were closer than Grissom and Sara get when they think no one is watching them in the lab.

He went to step between them, but it was too late. Sara had already swung and decked Catherine right square in the nose. Brass hadn't heard a sound like the one Catherine's breaking nose made in a long time.

He drug the kicking, swinging, spitting and swearing Sara off of an equally pissed Catherine, while a deputy helped Catherine off of the ground.

"What the hell is the matter with you, Sara?"

"Get off of me, Brass!" Sara was still irate, and Brass knew that if he eased his grip up in the slightest bit, Sara was going back for more.

"Calm down and I will, Sara! Just calm down!"

"Fine, Jim, I am calm. Now let me go."

Catherine was half a block down, being checked out by the paramedics on scene.

"Look, there is no way she can drive with her face swelling up like that, so why don't you just take the truck back while I drive Catherine. You two sure as hell don't need to be in the same car together!"

"Brass, do me a favor and don't tell Grissom about this. I know he is going to find out, but I want it to die down a bit before he does. He's already pissed about how 'reckless' I am."

"I won't say anything, but I really don't think that I have to." He pointed a confused Sara in the direction of Catherine, who was holding an ice pack to her face while yelling into her phone.

"Well shit, Brass looks like I'm out of a job. It was nice knowing you!" she said with a grin and a laugh as she went to the truck

As soon as she hit the doors to the lab, Nick came running up to her. "Jesus, Sara, what were you thinking? Man, I heard you knocked her ass out!" He was trying to fight back a smile, but was quite unable to.

"Hell yeah, I did. Tell you the truth though; she got me back in a way. The bitch's face broke a couple of my fingers." She groaned as she held up her right hand for his inspection.

"Sara, look, you better let me take your evidence in for you while you get the heck out of here. Y'all are in some serious shit with Griss, and he doesn't know you're here right now because he is still at a scene so…you know-"

"Yeah, I know."

"I'll run interference around here to buy you a little time, but you can bet your ass you are going to get a visit from Grissom."

"I had better get outta here then, huh? Thanks, Nicky, I guess I owe ya. I'm going to head over to the hospital and get my hand taken care of, I'll call you later."

She waved over her shoulder and headed out to her car, just as Brass and Catherine were arriving.

"Hey Sara."

"Hey Jim, what's up?"

"Just dropping off her evidence before we head over to the hospital, her nose is really fucked up!" He tried to hide his laugh so that Catherine wouldn't here. "Where you headed, kiddo?"

"Well, I need a quick visit to the ER as well." She held up her hand. "Bitch's face broke my fingers. See ya, Jim."

He headed inside, and Sara looked over at Catherine for a split second before heading to her own car.

"What the hell are you looking at, Sidle?"

Sara painfully clenched her fists and continued to her car, ignoring the question.

"HEY! I said, what the hell are you looking at, bitch?!"

That was it. It was on…..again

Neither really remembered what happened in the few seconds between the comment and the initial contact…but they somehow ended up in cuffs in order to keep one off of the other.

Warrick sat with Cath while her head was being checked out, and Nick sat with Sara while her head was being checked out.

Sara had a busted lip and a black eye. Her whole hand was definitely broke, since she had hit pavement when a pinned down Catherine avoided a hit.

Catherine had a black eye, busted lip and her nose was, at the very least, three times worse than it was before. Both dawned scratches on their arms, necks and faces. Both were also missing several small patches of hair.

Sara was getting her arm set in a cast while Catherine was getting her nose set. The worst part of both situations was that they were both in the same room, due to an understaffed and overcrowded ER.

Nick was there to take Sara home, and Warrick was there to take Catherine home, since neither was allowed to drive due to the uh, suspected head trauma.

"Why couldn't they have waited two more days man, two days!"

"They could've, but they didn't!" Nick held out his hand and Warrick placed a fifty into it.

Warrick went in to collect Catherine and Nick was right behind, both ready to break up yet another fight.

"Damn Sara! Hey Nicky, remind me not to step in front of that fist!" Warrick laughed as he checked out Catherine's nose.

"Ouch! Hey War, remind me to stay away from Cath's manicure!" Nick laughed as he checked out Sara's arms neck and face.

"Ha ha, funny Nick. Get me outta here before I kick your ass, too!" Sara laughed as she pushed Nick out the door. "Bye, War."

"Alright Tyson, see ya Cath, bye Warrick." And they were gone.

"You alright, Cath?"

"Bitch broke my damn nose. No, I'm not alright!" Catherine was pissed as she pulled Warrick towards the exit.

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