Seriously thanks for all the reviews. I didn't know where I was going with this story, I now do, thanks to the reviews. And I'm sorry for what I'm 'probably' going to do. But I promise, I'm still a GSR worshipper and I'm sure even if I wanted I couldn't get it to be anything else.

Catherine didn't know how to reply and simply sat there staring at him. When Grissom said nothing else she nodded slightly to herself and stood up.

She paused when she reached the door. "Grissom?" He looked up, "Be careful." He simply nodded and looked back down at his desk lost in thought. Catherine didn't know and probably never would know why she had told him to be careful, she just knew that she had to and that she had been right to do so. She also knew that Grissom also wouldn't understand it but needed to hear it.

Slightly troubled Catherine headed to the car and drove off to go join Nick at the crime scene.

After a few minutes Grissom stood up and went in search of Sara, he knew that Sara had never met Heather but still felt he needed to tell her he was going to go see her. He found her examining clothes in the layout room. He walked to the side of her and touched her arm gently to get her attention. She looked up and grinned at him.

"Hey. How'd it go with Catherine?" He when he answered he was slightly distracted and Sara knew something was bothering him.

"Fine."

"What happened?" She asked concerned, knowing for definite that whatever had bothered him was something that had happened during his conversation with Catherine.

"I gave her a rough description, she still thinks it's someone else. She's still determined to get proof but she won't say anything to the team."

"She still thinking it's Lady Heather?" Grissom's eyes shot up as he looked at her, fortunately Sara was looking back down at the evidence and so he thought she hadn't seen his reaction.

"What makes you say that?" He asked, trying to keep his voice level.

"She was talking to me about it the other day. That's all, while we at work. She was trying to see if I knew anything and decided it was probably Lady Heather."

Grissom nodded but said nothing.

"She said something odd as well about me and Lady Heather."

"Why? You've never met Heather have you?" Sara noticed the more familiar name and knew that up until part way through the case he had worked which involved her before she had been Lady Heather, and then for the second half simply Heather. She had wondered at the time as to the change, and now her mind wondered again. She filed it away to think about later so she didn't jump to any quick conclusions and when she spoke her tone was neutral and controlled. A change barely noticed by Grissom who was still deep in thought.

"No, I didn't work either of the cases you've had with her so far." 'I barely noticed the one the year I came, and the one two years after that I was too busy chasing after Grissom to notice the change of address then.' She quickly stopped her train of thought and looked back up to him and asked him lightly.

"Anyway, you came in here to tell me something from the looks of it. I got you off track, what were you going to say?" She laid a hand gently on his arm.

He smiled slightly at her. "Doesn't matter. It wasn't important."

Sara smiled at him and rubbed his arm for a minute before turning back to work.

Heather noticed a knock at the door and glanced at the clock on the wall. Customers were normally just beginning to leave at this time, not arriving. She made her way to the door and opened, what she saw took her breath away with surprise. But not with shock. Grissom was stood in the at her doorway in the rain, head bowed, hair soaked, eyes thoughtful.

"I didn't think you'd be here for a few days yet. I'm assuming Catherine told you of our conversation, and this is your reaction?" He nodded slightly, barely noticeable.

"May I come in?" He asked politely. Heather said nothing but stepped back allowing him entrance into the building. She shut the door.

"Tea?"

"Please." She nodded and confidently led the way down the corridor towards the conservatory where they had tea last time, Grissom following submissively behind her.