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A/N Thanks for reading… hope you like it.
Sam was driving and they were headed back to the hotel where Grissom had been eating breakfast with an officer whom Sam had befriended. He dropped her off at the front entrance and then quickly pulled out to return back to the other police officers to help with the search.
She walked in, feeling odd and as if all eyes were on her. She could feel employees of the hotel looking at her and conversing with a neighbor. She could only imagine their words of pity and she hated every bit of it. She had felt that from people all her life; pity. She had enough of it. Quickly, she found Grissom and took a seat next to him.
"Hey," she said.
"I'm glad you're alright. Here," he said, "meet Trevor and Daniel, two officers that I met this morning." He motioned towards the two men seated opposite him and Sara.
The man on the left spoke first, "Nice to meet you and I assure you, our people are doing everything we can to help catch that guy."
"Thank you." She said and then turned to Grissom, "I hope you don't mind, but I was rushed out of the other hotel and some of your things are still back there."
"It's fine," he said, shrugging, "I'll pick it up later. Now, Daniel, you said you're into bugs and nature. What type of insects do you have around here?"
Ah, Grissom and his bugs. For someone feeling pretty down low, bugs just might be able to keep my mind off of things. She though. For another hour the conversation with Daniel and Trevor had been able to keep her happier than she had been in a while.
"Hey, you'll have to show me that book sometime, Daniel, I'd love to check out some of the insects of the northeast," said Grissom getting up from the table, "Well, if you don't mind, I'm going to head back to the hotel and grab my stuff. Sara, you don't have anything there you need me to bring back, do you?"
"Nope, I took everything when Sam came around, thanks though."
"I'll be back soon."
He left her there with Trevor and Daniel.
"I'm glad you like bugs, that's about the only thing Grissom is interested in, except for work. If you hadn't been interested in insects as well, he would have been really bored. So, how is everything up here these days? I went to college up here years ago, but haven't been back since."
"Well, it certainly isn't like Las Vegas up here. Not much excitement out in the country and not even so much in New York City. There have been a few plays opening up on Broadway that I've been dying to go see sometime, but I doubt I'll get around to it." Trevor said.
"I've never been to New York City, during college was always busy, never got a chance to come down and see everything," Sara said. "The most I saw of it was the statue of Liberty on my way up from Philadelphia."
Trevor went into detail explaining how everything looked and the different stores and places to see.
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He made his way down to the other hotel to pick up his belongings. It didn't take long, no more than fifteen minutes and he spent a little while talking to Sam before heading up to the room. Inside, he picked up his things and then, as he was headed out the door, spotted something on the sink. It was a sheet of paper.
Thinking it was something of Sara, as he was sure it did not belong to him, he picked it up. Stunned to find it was a note and also that it was addressed to him, his eyes could not leave the paper until he had finished scanning it. Astonished, he crinkled the paper in disbelief, not willing to see what he had just read and what was playing over and over again in his mind.
Sara had been keeping this all inside, no wonder she had been so depressed. It must have been hell enough for her to have been raped, but to find that her father was behind I;, the man that had ruined her life so many years ago. This morning, he thought, was she really happy and cheerful, or was that just a façade. What else is she hiding?
Now, his good mood was deteriorating rapidly. He didn't know what to feel. He was so…concerned for Sara, but he didn't know whether to trust her. For years, she had hidden her whole life from him. How would he ever know if she was telling the truth? But, he just realized that he had also lied to her, probably just as many times as she to him. He had never told her the real reason why he invited her to Las Vegas or that he loved her, but he was so worried about getting hurt again, not just putting his job on the line. Infact, that last bit, he now realized, had made him sound so selfish. Now feeling like a fool, he decided that he would have to talk to her, about everything, when he got back to the other hotel.
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"Oh, it sounds beautiful," Sara said with delight, picturing the tall buildings and the lights. Even though she was quite used to the fancy lights, New York City sounded amazing.
"You know, you haven't told us what Las Vegas is like…" said Daniel, wide-eyed, "I'm not much of a gambler, but I've heard its one hell of a city."
"Well, I never came to Las Vegas for the lights and gambling, but I suppose it is an amazing sight for someone who's never been there, the Strip anyway. There are rows of casinos all lit up along the Strip. Mandalay Bay, Luxor, New York New York, MGM Grand, just to name a few. And then there's Freemont Street which is blocked off to all vehicles. Its a few blocks of sidewalk which sits under a big screen of lights. Every hour they have a show and all the vacationers stare up and watch the light show as music plays. Actually, it is a cool thing to see." She explained, "Outside the Strip is where everyone lives and where the desert and mountains are. We get quite a few calls out there, in the middle of nowhere sort of."
"Wow," Trevor said, picturing Sara's description in his head.
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Grissom pulled back into the hotel parking lot, not sure whether he wanted to go in and see Sara or not. He was so worried about her, how was he supposed to confront her and explain that he had read that note?
A/n another chapter written… will update soon… thanks for the reviews… as for now… I'm going to go get some ice cream… D