The day after Sara had seen Grissom on the news, she had searched the house from top to bottom. She was in the main hall on the second floor, searching the chest that sat halfway between her bedroom and the room with the wide screen TV when a picture on top caught her eye. She straightened and took the picture, retreating to her room in case someone came upstairs and found her snooping. She sat on her bed with the door locked and looked closely at the picture in its light wooden frame. She recognized more than half the people in the picture, it was a picture Sara herself remembered being in and she traced the outline of her own face in the frame. Her arm was slung over the shoulder of her boyfriend at the time, Jonathan Payne. Her best friend Mandie was on the other side of her with her boyfriend Cameron Willis. The other person she recognized in the picture was a man who she had utterly forgotten about until today; only she had seen him much more recently. She stared at his face for a long time, trying to recall his name. Finally it hit her.
" Robby Martin," she breathed, nearly dropping the picture. Her mind flashed through her years at Harvard, through her life after that all the way up until today. He was in at least one of every place she had lived. Just then, she heard Robby's car drive up and the door slam. She sprang to her feet and ran into the hall, placing the picture back where she had found it. She went into the TV room and turned it on, just as she heard Robby coming up the stairs. The door opened and Robby peaked in.
" Hello Sara," he said, joining her on the couch.
" Hello," she said, trying to act as normal as possible. She had decided not to reveal her knowledge to him as of yet.
" How was your day?" he asked, moving his hand onto her leg. Sara jumped a bit but recovered quickly.
" Oh, you know, the usual," she responded coolly.
" That's good." He moved his hand up slightly.
" You know," Sara said, still acting calm. "There's something I wanted to ask you."
" What was that dear?" Robby leaned over and bit her ear lightly.
" It's just…why am I here?" Robby stopped his advance on her and stood abruptly.
" You're here," he said. "because I want you to be."
" Robby-" Sara caught herself a second too late and before she knew it, Robby was on top of her.
" How the hell do you know who I am?" he asked, pinning her arms above her head and lowering his face until it was only an inch away from Sara's.
" Robby…" Sara tried to sound intimidating, she wasn't sure if it worked or not.
" Shut up, you have no clue who I am. You don't know because you never took the time to find out!" He drew his right hand back and threw a punch. It landed on Sara's chin. He has bad aim, thought Sara thankfully. Robby jumped up in a fiery rage and slammed the door, locking Sara in her quarters.