Author's note: Thank you for ALL the reviews. Yes, I know that you want the mystery girl to be Sara…Don't we all? ;)
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The Next Day
"Good Evening" Sara said as she smiled
"Somebody's happy…what happened that made you smile?" asked Nick
"That would be because my best friend is staying with me." Sara said as she thought; Among other things…
"Hey girl, did you hear about the masked girl last night? Too bad you weren't there when she was…She was beautiful. I think she danced with almost all the guys…with the exception of Ecklie…Hell, she even danced with Grissom!" said Warrick
"Yeah…and we think that Grissom is smitten with her. You should have seen him after they talked…" said Greg
"Too bad…"said Catherine
"Why's that?" asked Sara
"Because, the girl can't just go to Grissom and tell him that she was the girl that kept her mask on…the girl he talked to for hours…She can't. If you ask me, that whole thing was just a one time affair. Grissom and that girl won't see one another…They will only see one another if there will be another masquerade party." Said Catherine
"Oh. Yeah…you're right." Said Sara
Grissom's POV
I was just outside the Break room, double checking the assignments…I heard them talking about the girl with the mask…and I chose to walk in the break room at that particular moment. Upon walking inside, I looked up from the assignment slips, and I stopped dead on my tracks.
Sara
Once I saw her, that feeling came over me again.
Guilt
Yes, it was as if it was against the rules for me to be attracted to someone else.
"I've got assignments. Nick, Sara, and Warrick, you have burn victims out in Henderson. Catherine, and Greg, you have got a 409 out in Henderson." I said
"What do you have?" asked Greg
"I have mountains of paperwork."
"Okay." Said Greg
All of them walked towards the door and towards to their crime scenes. My guilt intensified and I didn't even know why. I decided to busy myself in my work to push that thought to the back of my head. Work; it was always my solution to problems. It wasn't exactly the best solution but it was the only option…for now. What can I do? I'm busy.
With that thought, I went back to my office.
Sara's POV
Catherine's thought was right...The mystery girl can't just go to Grissom…I must push that thought from my mind, I'm at work for God's sake.
"Sara…you want to go to breakfast with us?" asked Greg
"No thanks…I'm tired…I might just go home and crash into bed…"
"You are feeling sad…Is this because of Grissom and the Mystery girl?" asked Nick
"How did you know that I was s—never mind."
"You have that look on your face every time you're brokenhearted. It is because of Grissom and the mystery girl, right?" asked Nick
"Let's just please…go back to work."
"Okay." Said Nick
An hour later, we came back to the lab to log the evidence. Half an hour later, I was outside my apartment. I opened the door and went inside. I went inside my bedroom and I stopped dead in my tracks. As I looked at it, I let out a sob.
It was the dress…The Violet dress I used…the mask that I kept on…the shoes that I wore…and the violet clutch bag.
I was the mystery girl.
With that thought, I cried.
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