Chapter Twenty One:
"I'm leaving," whispered Sara as she continued to stir the tea. Brass had been watching her, contemplating how to approach the subject.
"When?"
"Tomorrow"
"Where?"
"I was wondering if I could go to the cabin."
"Any time."
"I like Nowhere."
"Me too." Brass shuffled in his seat. "Look, I hate to bring this up but Grissom is a mess."
"I know. There's a favor I need to ask you?"
"Name it"
"I need you to send Grissom to me."
"In a body bag…" Sara smiled. Brass could no sooner harm Grissom than her. He was all gruff but she knew he loved her. He loved them both. He had been in the middle of this from the beginning. She reached over and held his hand. He was always a comfort.
"I need a couple of days to think," whispered Sara. She swiped at her tears. "…then I want you to send him there."
"You know you're going to be in the middle of nowhere with him."
"I know. I need to know what happened to us. I need to know why he changed."
"Could be painful."
"This is hell. I can't see how it could get worse."
"Are you sure?"
"No."
"Don't leave any blood stains in the cabin."
Sara reached over and kissed him lightly on the cheek. Brass chuckled. "My money is on you, kid. If I were Grissom, I would be afraid, very afraid."