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Chapter 7

Brass stood across the hall watching Sara and Grissom. Since they had been brought down to the station neither had spoken a word. He was starting to worry.

"Jim, what happened? Are they okay?" Catherine made a sudden appearance at his side.

"Physically, Yes. Emotionally, I'm not sure?" Jim took his attention from the pair to turn and face Catherine. "I think this has effected Sara more deeply for some reason. She just seemed to shut down the moment they found the body." Brass explained worried.

"But they hardly even dated. She barely knew the man, right?" Catherine asked.

"I think there is more too it than just tonight. There have been a lot of cases I have seen affect her. Emotionally she often gets too involved. Knowing the victim… I don't know, it has effected her on a deeper level," Brass replied.

"I have a feeling there is a lot about Sara that we don't know," both Catherine and Jim jumped as Grissom joined them.

"Gil, how are you? What happened?" Catherine asked laying a gentle hand on his arm. He dragged a hand over his face as he looked at her.

"Sam, butchered, cut to pieces in the trunk of my car. He threatened Sara, we were able to get him to leave. A couple of hours later… I don't know how it happened, but I know it wasn't Sara, I was with her the whole time," Grissom rushed to tell them.

"I never thought it could be," Brass reassured him.

"Ecklie said…" Grissom is cut off by Brass.

"Ecklie is an ass. He was just trying to rile you up, you know that," Jim told his friend.

"I know his an ass… everyone knows his an ass… but something he said, there is so much I still don't know about her. She has never talked about her past with me or anyone that I'm aware of," he told his two friends sadly.

"Gil, has she said anything at all," Catherine asked him laying a hand on his arm.

"No she just keeps pulling away, She won't even let me hold her,"

They turned back to where Sara sat, out of the corner of her eye Catherine saw Greg approach. Stopping in front of Sara he looked down at her. Silently he took the seat Grissom had vacated just minutes before. Greg then took her hand in his as they continued to sit quietly. After a minute Sara leaned into him resting her head on his shoulder as she closed her eyes. Seeing this Grissom went to move towards them only to be stopped by a hand pulling him back.

"Leave them," Brass spoke slowly.

"But…" Grissom attempted to argue.

"No she needs some space, Greg is the first person she has accepted any comfort from. Leave them be,"

Grissom knew his friend was right but it hurt him seeing her turn to someone else to comfort her. All he could do was watch as his girlfriend broke down and cried on another mans shoulder.

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Sara was relieved when she felt Grissom finally leave her side. She needed time to think, something she couldn't do when he was near. She saw as he continued watching her as he talked to Catherine and Jim and knew they were talking about her. A flood of memories washed over her and once again she was a scared 12 year old sitting in a police station waiting on social services to collect her. There had been so many eyes on her that night too as the staff at the police station talked about her family, everyone seemed to have crossed paths with someone from her family at some stage, if not when her brother had died than when a neighbor had called in a domestic dispute.

The memories faded as she sensed someone else's presence. It took only a moment for her to recognize it as Greg. He sat down beside her taking her hand in his as they continued to sit silently. It was something Charlie used to do on there many visits to the hospital and police station and in a small way it calmed her. She let herself relax a little into the memory of her brother and rested her tired head on Greg's shoulder.


I know it's kind of short but i hope you enjoyed it anyway...