So yeah. This is where it gets serious I guess. I don't want to give it away so I'll do a little note at the end!

I don't own CSI or any of the characters.

Chapter Four

It's really hard to believe that today is mine and Sara's one year anniversary. It feels like we've been together a week, we can't keep our hands off each other still! I now basically live in Sara's apartment and it's great. No complaints, hardly any arguments, and when we do argue, we always make up. Sara and Catherine are back to the way they were before that night at Sugar, and Sara has no idea about Catherine confessing her love for her. Catherine and I are civil when I'm invited along on the rare team nights out, and the boys have no idea that Catherine hit me or that I was ever even hit. So everything's going well. Tonight, is one of those rare, mandatory team nights out. I really don't mind but Sara feels really guilty. Thankfully, the team have decided to go out for a meal instead of clubbing, with most of them working a night shift, which works fine for me because I really don't feel up to clubbing. I have to pop in to work later and keep my serious head on.

The meal went really well, everyone was chatting away until the time came when Sara, Catherine, Greg and Nick had to go in to work. I kissed Sara goodbye and went to work myself. When David, my main guy at work, had called me earlier today, he hadn't explained much, he just said I needed to get into work as soon as I could without rushing. Sometimes, I swear he talks in riddles just to piss me off. I come in to work and it's already busy, I make a bee line to my office before Lex notices me.

"Hey Davey, 'sup?" He's already in my office. Well, I say my office, it's his really seeing as he spends way more time here than I do.

"Hey Jen." He's covered my desk in papers, I have no idea what's on them but it looks pretty serious.

"What's all this?" I ask, taking a seat opposite him. He looks up, his face giving away nothing.

"It's actually not as bad as it looks really Jen. I thought we were losing a lot of money somewhere but, I got it wrong." He holds up his hands in mock surrender.

"So you had me come in for nothing?!" I joked, "I could've had a hot date."

"Did you?"

"No." We shared a laugh. "It's mine and Sara's one year anniversary today…"

"And she's working?" He looked disappointed for us. David knows the ins and outs of my life. He is my best friend, always has been. I nod.

"I don't mind really, we'll celebrate tomorrow, she's booked the whole night off-"

"I don't need to know!" He holds up a hand to stop me talking and we both laugh. That laughter's short lived when we hear two, sharp bangs followed by screams. We look at each other. "The fuck was that?" Three more.

"That's gunshots!" David was already on the phone, dialling 911. I run out of the office and scan the crowd, I can't see anyone hurt, I can't see anyone who has a gun. I look up to the DJ booth to see if it's part of a song but Lex isn't there. There's full on pandemonium that I fight my way through on the way to the podium. "Lex?" I shout out over the screaming. "Lex?!" She's laying on the floor, holding her stomach. I run toward her and crouch down next to her. "Lex? Lexy, sweetheart are you okay?" She grimaced and shook her head. She gestured for me to come closer and she whispered in my ear.

"Office. They've gone- to the office. Go. I'll be- okay." I could hear sirens so I left and ran to the office. I burst through the door to see David holding his hands above his head.

"No Jen get out of here!" He screams at me as the two masked men turn around, then one final shot is fired. It's all in slow motion. This white hot pain explodes all over my body and I'm not sure where it even came from. I just know I was hit. I fall to the floor and see the two men run out of the office toward the fire exit. They're gone. Then I see David over me, he's holding down on my chest. I want to ask why he's manhandling me but I cant. No noise comes out of my mouth. "Jen, stop trying to talk. Shit. Shit, fuck. You're gonna be okay, alright Jen? You just gotta stay awake until the paramedics get here. You can do that." I don't know when he stopped talking, I couldn't really focus on him. I couldn't focus on anything. I didn't realise when the paramedics came. I didn't realise I was in an ambulance at all until I was getting taken out of it and rushed in to hospital. I'm going to hazard a guess that I'm drifting in and out of consciousness now. I don't know where David is. Lex! Shit where's Lex?

"She's going in to shock."

"Lex…" I mumble. Why won't my voice work? "Lex. Where… Is… Lex?" I don't know if they answer me because this overwhelming cold and hollow feeling takes over me and the world around me goes black.

"She's in critical condition Catherine, I don't think she'll wake up to answer any questions you have."

"I'm not here as a CSI Nancy, I'm here to be with her until Sara arrives!" The door opens and I feel a warm hand take mine. "Hey Jen. Listen, I don't know if you can hear me but you've gotta hang on until Sara gets here okay? She's rushing back from a scene in the desert to be with you and to help you fight, so hang on."

"Cath…erine," I choke out, "Listen to me… When I'm gone… I need you to be- be there for Sara. Help her. Hold her… Let her cry or whatever she needs to do and- and one day, tell her you love her. Don't be scared- I know there's a part of her that loves you back." I haven't opened my eyes yet but I already know she's confused.

"Jen, you're going to be okay. You can hold her, you can help her. She'll be here soon, just hold on Jen."

"Catherine. Promise me," my voice is stronger, "promise me you'll do that for me." She squeezes my hand tighter.

"I promise." She's crying and I smile.

"Thank you Cath. I don't hate you." She laughs.

"When you get out of here, we'll go out and get to know each other more Jen." I smile again.

"Bye Cath, keep to your promise…" And then there's loads of beeping and the door rushes open and all of these people are fussing around me and shouting orders to each other. I can hear Catherine crying and being told to leave the room. It's too late, I know it is. There's nothing they can do for me now. I'm dying. I can feel it. It's not as bad as I thought it would be. It doesn't hurt. In fact, I can't feel any pain at all. It's slightly upsetting because I've not said goodbye to Sara but I know Catherine will be there for her and that offers me all the comfort I need. The beeping stops and there's silence.

"Time of death… Eleven fifteen."

"NO!" It's Sara. "NO! JEN!" This is really strange. My body is dead, I am technically dead, but I'm still here. I'm a spectator. I can see everything that's happening. I can see the doctor who tried in vain to save me shaking his head sadly at Sara. I can see Catherine holding Sara as she falls to the floor.

It's been a few days since I died. Wow. That's a really weird sentence. But yeah. It's been a few days. Sara's been throwing herself into her work and not sleeping at all. I really want to knock some sense in to her, but, for obvious reasons, I can't. Catherine and Warrick have been put on my case and they've been working tirelessly with the smallest amount of evidence. Fortunately, Lex and David were fine. I was the only fatality out of the whole thing, which is great. I'd rather it be just me that died and not loads of other people. But anyway, somehow, they've caught the two dicks who did this and they're now awaiting trial. I hope that would've brought Sara some comfort but I think she's too far gone for that now. She's about to crash and burn and no one's noticing. Well. I thought no one was noticing but Grissom has. He's told Sara that she's to use a month of her vacation days.

"Grissom. You can't force me to take my vacation days!"

"It's either that or you're on forced leave. Ecklie's noticed your behaviour Sara! And you know he's looking for any excuse to fire you. Please, for your health will you please take these days?"

"And what am I supposed to do for a month without anything to take my mind off of the fact that the woman I love has just been taken away from me?!" She shouts. There's silence. "Fine." She spits out. Oh god, Sara, please contain your anger or you won't have a job to come back to. She leaves his office, slamming the door. She then storms down the corridor to the locker rooms, grabs her bag out of her locker and turns to leave. Catherine's there. Finally!

"Where are you going?"

"I've been forced to take my vacation days."

"How long?"

"A month."

"Sara… It will do you good-"

"Move Catherine." At that, Catherine moved away from the door and let Sara go. She's not really holding up her end of the promise here! Catherine slumps down the wall until she's seated on the floor and she looks up at the ceiling.

"I have no idea what to do with her, Jen." She whispers. "She's built this wall around her and I don't know how to break it down." Catherine's just gonna have to figure this out by herself. A time will come when Sara really needs her and I know she'll be there. Be patient Catherine. It's not going to happen straight away!

-END-

This isn't the end of the whole story, just this chapter in case you got worried! So yeah… I kill Jen off, I'm the worst. I was going to change the POV but I'm just seeing how this is going to work out. Desperate Housewives has a dead character narrating everything so I can do it too, right? Well, I really hope you're enjoying this and the whole Jen thing works. I promise, at some point soon, Catherine and Sara will be together and it will be lovely and all with be right with the world. It's just not going to get there easily ;) Reviews would be a confidence booster and I love you all for reading this!