Gil Grissom arrived at the crime lab shortly after 5pm. He headed directly towards his office where he planned to attack the mountain of paper work on his desk until his shift officially started.
Back at the Grissom residence
Catherine pulled up outside of the townhouse at 6pm and waited for Sara to gather her thoughts. It had been one month since she had stepped inside of her own house, one month since she had slept in her own bed, one month since she had seen the man she loved, and right now all of those memories were flooding back to her.
After about seven minutes of sitting in the drive way, Sara reached for her seat belt and unbuckled it. She stepped out of the car, and took a deep breath. Reaching for the keys that she had tucked away, she grabbed the one that would allow them to enter her home.
Not expecting anyone to be home, Hank had been taking a nap on their bed when he heard the door open. It took the dog about four seconds to recognize his owner's smell and take off unguarded towards the scent.
Sara was standing only three feet inside the door of their home when the 70lbs. boxer came barreling towards her. She reacted just in time and yelled at him, startling him so that he tripped over his two front feet skidding across the floor to stop right at her feet.
Bending over Sara grabbed the dog's face and let him lick her own. Catherine had been standing off to the side watching the whole affair as it took place. She couldn't help but laugh at the 35-year-old woman who was tough as nails melt into a 10-year-old at the sight of her puppy.
"Well, now that we got that out of the way," laughed Catherine, "let's get this party started.
"Okay, okay. I'm just excited that Hank remembers me!"
"Yeah yeah, let's just hope Gil remembers you too. He can lick your face all he wants when he gets here."
"Funny Cath, really funny."
"Hey, Gil isn't the only one with a great sense of humor!"
"Yeah, whatever! Let's just set this up so you can hurry and call him, I'm not sure how much longer I can last."
About an hour and a half later, the entire house we set exactly the way Sara wanted it.
Of course they hadn't counted exactly but if Catherine were to guess she would say that they had set up about 200 candles throughout the house. The spare bedroom which was previously used to store a few extra boxes and a couple discarded books was now complete with the crib that Lindsey had once occupied.
Sara wasn't really sure how to break the news to Grissom, so when Catherine had just suggested letting him "follow the evidence," she could do nothing but smile and agree. Even Grissom could figure out what a crib was for without being told.
They had also moved in a rocking chair and a couple other items. Nothing permanent of course, this was just to give Grissom the evidence. They would buy the actual nursery furniture later.
After looking around at what they had accomplished the two women shared a smile and a hug. Sara was grateful to have Catherine's help, and Catherine was more that happy to be included. After all, she could use this as her revenge for Grissom not telling her that he and Sara were in a relationship for two years.
In her mind, they were about to be even.
