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This story is going to be a little OOC and all in Sara's POV (unless told otherwise).
No bet, all mistakes are mine.
CSI is not mine, but I do own Megan, Peter, Joanna, and Simon.
"Sara? Sara!" Grissom said, his voice luring me out of my dazed trance. "Yes?" I asked. "Have you been listening to me?" Grissom asked me.
"No, sorry, I've been thinking," I said.
"I could tell. I was saying shift is over. Case was closed. You can go home," he said. "Home?" I questioned, home was in San Francisco. 'I, um, hadn't thought this far ahead. You called me, I packed a suitcase, and took the first flight out of Cali," I said a little sheepishly. Grissom looked at me. "For a woman who thinks a lot, you definitely aren't thinking about anything important," Grissom said as he left me in a musky cloud of... him. Grissom never smelt like anything in particular, he never wore any cologne (probably because it interfered and compromised with evidence at work) but he had a unique smell that I could never place. I stood there in the break room and blinked, What had just happened? I asked myself. Shaking my head and sighing, I grabbed my purse and headed for the parking garage.
Pulling out my phone on the way, I dialed the familiar phone number to Megan's house. "Hey Honey!" Megan's cheery voice rang through the speakers. "How's it going?" she asked me. I smiled. Megan was me mentor in Cali, she taught me everything I didn't learn in books or at lectures. "It's going good," I said. "He hasn't sent me back yet," Megan chuckled. "How's everything there?" I asked.
"Good, good. We're alive, ya know? The lab isn't the same without your cheery face and Joanna is missing you terribly. Peter is giving her a bath now, her sinuses are all clogged and he hasn't stopped screaming," I laughed. Megan helped me reach my goal as a CSI and in return, I introduced her to Peter, who was my friend at the time, and let's just say it was love at first sight. "Postponed the move to our beach house. Friends first, right? And with Joanna, she's practice, and practice makes perfect!" Megan was eight months pregnant, and Peter can't wait to have kids. A small thud followed by a quiet curse was heard through the phone. "Hold on a sec Sar," Megan said. I heard her put the phone down.
Putting the phone in between my ear and my shoulder, I dug through my purse to find my rental keys. "Hey Sar, I gotta go, they made a mess with the tub," I laughed. The things infants can do. "Okay, just remember- warm, moist air should clear her right up. And Don't forget to nu-"
"'Nuke the bottle in warm water, she won't drink it cold,'" Megan mimicked me. I laughed at her, she had my rules down to the voice. "Alright, I'll let you you go," I said. I grabbed my keys and hopped into my car. I dialed Grissom.
"Grissom," came his familiar response. "Grissom? Sara, I need to talk to you..."
Sorry for the short chapters, I have finals starting Wednesday. This is also where the suspense comes in, no update for a while. Sorry! Please review!