AN: I hope everyone enjoyed the holidays. This chapter will be the last posted for at least the next week or two. There is a lot happening right now and I can't be here as much as I would like. Sorry for the long delay!

Vartann knocked on the front door, seeing that Catherine's borrowed police car was already there. He sighed and shook his head as he smiled. She really was persistent, even more so then he remembered her being. It wasn't a bad thing, in the FBI anyway, but sometimes he wished she would listen to him. It's not that he didn't want her to see her friend, but if Sara somehow attached to Catherine while she was visiting, there would be no way for the young woman to cope when Catherine went back to California.

Vartann stopped thinking about that when the door opened to reveal Nick standing there. He smiled a little and went inside when Nick stepped aside to let him through.

"How is she today?" asked Vartann.

"Better. She's not as attached anymore, but she still seems to get worried when she's alone. Catherine's here, by the way. She's sitting with Sara, and God only knows what they're talking about in there." Nick grinned. "But she's happy, and that's all I want for her right now."

"Can I talk to her?"

"You can try. I doubt she'll tell you anything useful though."

"Always happy to try."

"Okay. Well, I'll be there in a minute. I just want to get some water for the girls." Nick closed the door and headed to the kitchen.

Vartann walked into the living room, and spotted Sara immediately. She was laughing so hard with Catherine, she looked like she was going to pass out from lack of oxygen. He waited until they had calmed down and then headed over to the couch, waving as he got closer.

"Hi Detective," said Sara when she finally stopped giggling. "Can we help you? Nick's in the kitchen, he's probably the only one that is sane right now." She started laughing again, which in turn made Catherine laugh.

"I think he is the only sane one, but, I'm here to see you. Can we talk?"

"Sure. Catherine stays though." She knew what he wanted, and she didn't feel like being alone while she told him.

Greg picked Morgan up from outside her apartment building and headed off. They were going to get dinner before work and talk about how they could help Sara. Neither of them knew that Catherine was in town yet, and they didn't know that she had already helped Sara move past the Stockholm syndrome.

"Hey Greg, thanks for the ride," said Morgan when she got into the car. "I had an idea this morning about how we might be able to help Sara. But it might sound really mean."

"What's the idea?" asked Greg.

"What if one of us, or both of us, took Sara somewhere for the weekend, without Nick. It would force her to stop clinging to him."

"But she might end up holding onto us then."

"No. She won't. She depends on Nick. She won't have to depend on us. We could take her to a hotel or something, where she's free to do what she wants, as long as it doesn't involve Nick."

"Do you really think that would work?"

"I don't know what to think. I just know that we have to try something before this gets any worse than it already is."

"How about after shift, we stop by her place and see if she's up for some fun? Nick will be busy, so she'll need someone to spend time with, right?"

"Yeah, we can definitely try that. Maybe, while we're there, we can mention this new spa that just opened. I can take her there for the weekend."

"Good idea. Let's do that." Greg smiled at his girlfriend.

"Thank you." She smiled back.

Sara and Catherine had stopped laughing now. Catherine was watching her friend carefully, trying to see if she needed anything. She wanted to make sure that Sara was comfortable, especially right then, while she had to give a statement and tell them what had happened to her.

"Sara, are you okay with telling us? Cause you don't have to. Not yet anyway." Catherine wanted to make her feel better.

"It's okay. I can tell you. Where's Nick?" Sara asked as she looked over Vartann's shoulder. "I want Nick first."

AN: Sorry for the short chapter. The next one will be much longer.