OMG! Sorry that his took sooo long. I've been busy, and OMG! I've watched it like twenty times with my mother in law (Who is now a watcher!!!) Just so happens, when she starts watching, our Sara has to leave. It's okay though, I understand.
I was looking at the last time I posted and, geez, fours months ago! Why didn't anybody tell me!
Okay, here we go. I have to go back and see what year everyone is in.
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Sara survived the next two weeks without talking to Hank. It was about Thrusday when Nick came up to her.
"Sara, what's up with you and Hank? He's been nagging me all day to come and talk to you."
"Nothing Nick, it's really."
"Yeah, I notice that you don't wear his jacket anymore. What happened?"
"Nick, c'mon, it's none of your business."
"Sar, you know that you can tell me anything, right?"
She frowned, "What's that supposed to mean?"
"Sara, come on, tell me what happened."
"No, but if you could give his jacket back, it's in my locker."
Nick stood there when he was intended to follow.
Sara sighed, turning back to him. "Okay, Nick. He might have come on to me, and I might have said no."
Nick's jaw dropped, "He-wait-what. I'm gonna kill him."
Nick went to stomp off, but Sara held him there. "Nick, please don't, just give his jacket back. Please?"
"Sara, if he so much as touches you, I will get him kicked off the team, and the most unliked man in the school. That's including Ecklie."
"Thanks Nicky."
Sara came to Grissom's room at the end of the day with Heather hanging around for the third time that week.
During the class, Sara threw herself into the work. She didn't realize that the class was over until Grissom was hovering right above her.
Sara straightened up, "Grissom, hey."
"Sara...You are aware that the late busses have left?"
"Shit," She looked over at the clock.
"I'm guessing you need a ride home?"
"If you wouldn't mind? I mean, is that okay, if it's not than you know I could-"
"Sara, it's fine. Get your stuff."
Sara smiled a little as she collected her books. They headed out to the parking lot. He opened the door for her before she could reach it. She mock glared and smirked once he closed the door. The trip was spent in mostly in silence except for Sara giving Grissom directions.
Once they pulled up, Sara turned towards him.
"Thanks Grissom."
"Your welcome. You know, you've been putting a lot of work into this class."
Sara nodded, "Yeah, well I really like it." She reached up to cup his cheek. Smiling, she replied to his odd look, "Pencil mark."
"Oh," he nodded as she retracted her hand.
"Sara," he called before she got out, "Nothing happened between Heather and I."
"I don't know why I would need to know that," Sara answered before closing the door.
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The next week they had off for Thanksgiving. Sara, Greg, Nick, Catherine, Warrick, and Nick hung out that Saturday. They all went to the mall. They were walking around when Nick's phone went off.
"You guys, my mom want to know if any of you want to come over for dinner."
"Your Mom's really nice, but I have to get to my Grandma's or she's gonna kick my butt. Cath did you decide if you were coming?"
"Yeah."
"whoa, when did this happen?" Greg asked.
"Nothing 'happened', we just are having dinner with Warrick's Grandma."
"Why?"
"Because his Grandma like me, and... yeah."
"I am soo watching you guys. Besides, what happened to Mike?"
"I might have found out that he is a dumb ass."
Greg laughed, "You just found that out?"
"Shut up."
Warrick and Catherine left to be picked up. Everyone else opted to go to Nick's house. His mom came to pick them up. Soon, they were eating pasta with Nick's sisters buzzing around them. Two of them were sitting next to Sara.
"You're really pretty, and skinny," Said the smaller one.
"Thank you," Sara answered.
"Why don't you and Nicky date. You could be like our sister in law."
"Uhhhh," Sara stared at both of them.
"Guys, leave Sara alone," Nick told them. They giggled and left.
Nick, Greg and Nick sat around and ate, talking about little things from school.
Soon, it was time to leave. Nick's mom dropped them off at their houses.
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School resumed quickly. Sara was a lot happier since Grissom had dropped them off.
Two weeks after said incident, Sara had a bad day. A really bad day.
Catherine, being who she is, started to talk about Sara. In front of her. Catherine was just trying to get on Sara's nerves, because she had gotten a better grade in history.
Boy, did she succeed. Sara got so angry when Catherine started to talk about things that were none of her business, including Hank and then Grissom. Sara started to yell at her about anything she could.
It was about then that Ecklie had walked into the lunchroom. Seeing Sara loosing it was something that allowed him to suspend her for two days. He had wanted to do that for some time.
Sara had left then, and everbody was mad at Catherine.
Stopping by Grissom's room, she asked him to step out in the hall for a second.
"Ecklie suspended me, so I thought I would tell you I wouldn't be to class for a couple of days."
Grissom was about to say something when she stormed out of the school.
The rest of the group went on shunning Catherine.
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Friday was Sara's last suspended day, and Grissom had taken the day off. After talking with Greg, he found out that she wasn't at home, but spending all her time at the library.
So, he drove to the library. After giong down a couple of the rows, he found Sara in one of the couchs. Walking up, Grissom caughed to get her attention.
"What are you doing here?" Sara asked, sitting up straight and putting her book down.
"What are you doing here?"
"Look Grissom, I'm not in the mood for twenty one questions right now."
"I wanted to see how you were doing."
Sara looked around, "Fine."
"Sara..."
"What?"
"Just...Why did you let what Catherine said effect you so much? Most people would just brush it off. Why did you get so angry?"
"That's none of your business," She answered coldly.
"Sara, please. Ecklie wants me to kick you out of my class."
Sara glared angrily, "You should leave."
"Why aren't you at home?"
Sara stuck out her chin, "So, what, I'm not allowed to be here. It's a public library."
"I know. C'mon, we'll go get something to eat."
"Well, I have only been eating from the vending machine."
He smiled gently, "Come on, then."
Sara chekced out her book and followed Grissom to his car. They headed to Grissom's townhouse.
After letting her in, Grissom went to the kitchen.
"What would you like?"
"Just some tea."
Grissom put some water in the teapot for both of them. He then leaded her into the living room.
"I like your house."
"Townhouse actually."
"Right."
"Are you going to answer my question?"
"What one?"
"Why are you so angry?"
"Leave it, Grissom.
"No."
Sara glared at him and stuck her chin out. After the staring contest continued for some time, Sara dropped her glare.
"I don't know where to start."
"How about the beginning?"
"You're going to have to give me some time, I've never told anybody before."
"That's okay."
Sara stared out the window for sometime, sadness overwhelming her face.
"I live with a foster family. Guess you couldn't tell. I've done a pretty good job at hiding it. I...I don't know where to start. It was just always...there. There was no definite point that it started. I had always thought that everything was normal. The fights, the hitting, the trips to the hospital. When my mother killed my father, I found out that it wasn't.
"A lot happened that day, but I remember the lady that took me to foster care I couldn't let go of her hand, which is weird, because I can't remember her name."
Tears started to flow down Sara's face. Grissom didn't know what to do. When sobs started to rack her body, he reached out to hold her hand, a little bit of solace he could give her.
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