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The phone seemed to ring for an eternity before the required person picked up on the other end. Warrick breathed deeply and said, "Hey Gris it's Warrick, look I need to ask you something."
"Shoot Warrick,"
"I'm worried about Catherine, She's been taking this case pretty hard and." Warrick paused he was giving too much away when he didn't need to. He took a deep breath and continued. "Anyway the thing is she said she's gone back home, or at least that what she said to Greg, and."
"And you need to know where back home is?"
"Yeah exactly."
"Well I'll give you two choices. Back home is either Las Vegas or Las Vegas."
"I'm confused Gris."
"Catherine grew up in a small town just outside of Vegas. That's one home. Or think logically and go to her house i.e. where she lives now."
Warrick chastised himself for not thinking of the latter suggestion before. "Thanks Gris. I'll call you later if and when I find her."
"Warrick calm down, just tell her how you feel."
Warrick absorbed the advice before realising exactly what Grissom had said. "How did you know?"
"I'm your boss Warrick, I'm not stupid. I'm not blind either. You like Catherine you have for quite some time if I'm right. And from the way she acts around you she feels the same way. So just tell her how you feel, I don't know what's wrong with her but I have a funny feeling you do. That means she trusts you so you're the one who's got to help her through this."
"Thanks boss, any ideas on the address for the little town?"
"You won't need one,"
"Why?"
"The houses where Catherine used to live where all demolished several years ago. Just go to the town and check around the cemetery's for her."
"Cemetery's?"
"Yeah she told me she likes to go visit her mom, and I know her mom's dead. So unless Catherine has a strange ritual of preserving relatives and siblings I think a cemetery is a good place to start looking."
"Cheers boss, I'll call you later when I find her,"
"Ok then bye now." Grissom clicked the 'end call' button and replaced the cell back into his coat pocket. He was standing outside of his SUV surveying the crime scene one more time. He hated scene's like this, where children where involved, it just wasn't right or fair. He felt a soft tap on his shoulder and turned around to face the beautiful brunette in front of him.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing,"
"So who was the phone call from?"
"Warrick, wanted to know where Catherine's 'back home' was."
"Eh?"
"Greg told Warrick that Catherine had gone 'back home' so Warrick wanted to know where to go to find her."
"Aren't they together yet?"
Grissom laughed. "No they're not."
"Well they should be everyone can see they like each other."
"True but it's not everyone else that matters when it comes down to the wire is it?"
"Ok smarty pants, lets just get back to the lab and go chase up some results."
"Who was it you needed to talk to earlier?"
Sara flinched slightly. She thought Grissom would have forgotten all about it. "No one, It's nothing,"
Grissom made a noise to convey how unconvincing Sara actually was.
"Look Gris just leave it," She snapped.
"No problems," Grissom looked hurt. She could see that as he turned away, trying to keep Sara from seeing how much that last remark had stung. She'd never meant to snap it him. What she had on her mind was something that she had to sort through on her own. She'd never felt as lost as she did now. Grissom just wouldn't understand anyway, this was girly stuff. He'd just nod and pretend to comprehend how she was feeling and then give her a hug and tell her everything was alright when it wasn't. She needed more than pretence at the moment from Grissom; she needed to know that he'd stick by her when things got tough.
"Look I'm sorry Grissom," He hadn't heard her he was already inside the SUV. She opened the door and sat in the passenger seat, remorse hitting her instantly. "I'm sorry Grissom, it's just that I need to sort my head out at the moment and I can't do that when I bring complications into the equation."
"Great so I'm a complication now." Grissom felt more and more helpless by the minute. He knew he shouldn't be picking holes but he just wanted to be a part of Sara's life someone she shared her secrets with, he didn't want to be left on the outside any longer.
"No Grissom you're not a complication, neither is our relationship, or what ever we have at the moment, but I just want to keep life simple at the moment, is that too much to ask?"
Grissom sat there biting the inside of his lip. She hated when he did that. She knew she'd cut him to the bone, she knew he wanted to know what her secret was but she couldn't tell him right now. It just wasn't fair to burden him with it. She really needed to talk to Nick. She knew Grissom resented the fact that she confided in Nick more than she confided in him, but Nick and Sara were like brother and sister, whenever she was feeling down, he knew and he made it feel better. It wasn't that they were out with each other or anything, they just understood each other, and they were Best friends.
Sara continued to stare at Grissom, tears starting to well in her eyes. Grissom turned and saw her eyes sparkling with the salty tears that had formed in her eyes. He realised how selfish he was being and reached over immediately to kiss Sara. "I am so sorry Sara, I never wanted to hurt you, it's just I don't want to feel like I'm on the outside anymore, I want to be a part of your life. When we slept together this morning, that meant so much to me, I finally felt like I was a part of you."
Sara relished being in Grissom's arms. It felt good and more to the point it felt right. "I'll make you a deal, you give me until Friday and then I'll tell you what's wrong with me. Deal?"
"Deal,"
"Gris it's nearly midnight we'd best be getting back to the lab,"
Gris nodded and reluctantly distanced himself from Sara. He turned to face the windscreen and put the keys into the ignition. After hearing the whirring of the engine coming to life, Grissom sped off to the lab. Sara knew what he was thinking. Why Friday? Well he'd just have to wait and see wouldn't he?
On arriving at the lab, Sara jumped out of the SUV at pace, her excuse to Grissom being that she needed to use the toilet, quite desperately. It was a lame excuse but it worked. She searched the corridors and rooms of the building looking for Nick, and was having no luck in finding him when suddenly she saw a flash of his grey jumper going into the break room.
"Nick!"
He turned around, he knew the voice immediately and he responded back to his friend. "Hey, What's up?"
"I need to talk to someone, I was hoping you wouldn't be busy."
"Well if you give me half an hour then I'll be as free as a bird,"
She smiled. She needed someone to talk to right now but half an hour was soon enough. She wandered slowly to the locker room's to get changed out of her 'crime scene' clothes as she called them.
Grissom has seen Nick and Sara talking, he didn't know if she'd told him yet what was wrong with her but at least he could test the water. "Hey Nick?"
"Wow I'm in demand tonight," He smirked.
"Look I was wondering."
"Wondering what?"
"Well, if Sara had told you what's wrong with her. I mean if she's unhappy then it might affect her work and we don't want that to happen. So has she told you?"
Nick was bemused. Actually it was more appropriate to say he was completely and utterly flummoxed. He'd never seen Grissom stumble over his words like that, and he'd never heard Grissom say that if someone was 'unhappy it might affect their work.' That just wasn't Grissom. It just wasn't the way he worked. He knew how Gris and Sara felt about each other it had been obvious at the scene today that something had happened between them; maybe he was just worried about her. Even so, Nick didn't know what was wrong with her yet, and even when he did it wasn't his place to say, it was Sara's.
"Sorry boss, she was just asking me if I'd got the DNA samples from under Danielle's fingernails to Greg yet. I have."
"Oh right," Grissom silently rebuked himself for jumping in when he had no proof of what they'd been talking about.
"Anyway, sorry but I've got to get on with this. Catch you later Grissom,"
The younger man walked away, his head down focusing on the file in front of him. Grissom studied his form to see if there was any sign of tenseness but no, there wasn't.
"Damn!" He exclaimed, a little louder than he should have. He hated this feeling of not knowing, the complete confusion surrounding what Sara wouldn't tell him. He just decided to give up, Friday was only two days away, there was no point stressing over it when he'd know soon enough in a couple of days. He walked slowly back to his office, deciding to tackle the pile of paperwork that he knew would be there. At least if nothing else it would take his mind off Sara for a little while. Entering his office he decided to scrap his last remark upon seeing the size of the pile of paperwork on his desk. It would take his mind off Sara for a long, long time.
Half an hour had passed and Sara was once again on the search for Nick. And this time she found his a lot quicker; he was in the locker rooms changing his clothes.
"You ready?" She asked eager to get away.
"Yeah sure," He as slightly concerned, if Grissom was worried about her and she really needed to talk then something was drastically wrong. "Where we going?"
"My SUV. it's the best I could think of,"
Nick laughed. "Good enough for me."
They walked silently down to the staff car park Nick wondering what Sara was going to say and Sara wondering what she was going to say, how to explain everything. They quickly reached the SUV and got in.
"You going to tell me then?"
"Tell you what?"
"Well you haven't got Grissom worried for nothing and I bet we're not out here in your SUV for a nice little chat so come on spill the beans."
"I don't know how to say it. it's just something really hard to say."
"Just say it, you're not pregnant are you?"
"No," she laughed. "I wish it was that simple."
"Then what?"
"Ok, back in college I found a lump in my breast. it was cancerous, unusual for my age I know but my family has a history of it. My grandmother and my auntie both died of it. Anyway, it was caught in time and it was cut out. I've been clear since. until about a week ago when I found another lump. and I'm scared that it's come back Nick, I don't want to die," Suddenly the emotions that she'd held back for days came flooding out and trickled down her face in salty rivers.
Nick didn't know what to do; it was a complete shock to him. She'd never mentioned anything about it; she was so young to have had it. It was uncommon but not unheard of. He pulled her in closer to him and let her sob away on his masculine shoulder. He soothed her with small strokes to the back and stroked her hair with the other. He honestly didn't know what to do; it was just so . so. he didn't know. "Have you had any tests?"
"I booked myself in to the clinic the day I found it, I get the tests back Friday."
"So then you'll know."
"Yeah."
"And when are you planning on telling Grissom?"
"Friday, when I know for certain. I don't want to worry him, he's got enough on his plate at the moment,"
"Don't give me that crap, the guy's never been so hassle free, the real reason please.?"
"Well, yesterday morning, we kind of slept together, I think we're finally going to go out with each other. Problem is I don't want to get too serious if . if I'm going to die."
"Sara you're not going to die, you found the lump this week and you've got the tests done this week, you'll have caught it in time, if you have anything to worry about at all."
"Thanks Nick,"
"Hey what are friends for?"
"Oh sh."
"What?"
"Grissom's watching us."
Please review and feedback and recommendations would be greatly appreciated. Until next time ladies and gentleman . =) XX
The phone seemed to ring for an eternity before the required person picked up on the other end. Warrick breathed deeply and said, "Hey Gris it's Warrick, look I need to ask you something."
"Shoot Warrick,"
"I'm worried about Catherine, She's been taking this case pretty hard and." Warrick paused he was giving too much away when he didn't need to. He took a deep breath and continued. "Anyway the thing is she said she's gone back home, or at least that what she said to Greg, and."
"And you need to know where back home is?"
"Yeah exactly."
"Well I'll give you two choices. Back home is either Las Vegas or Las Vegas."
"I'm confused Gris."
"Catherine grew up in a small town just outside of Vegas. That's one home. Or think logically and go to her house i.e. where she lives now."
Warrick chastised himself for not thinking of the latter suggestion before. "Thanks Gris. I'll call you later if and when I find her."
"Warrick calm down, just tell her how you feel."
Warrick absorbed the advice before realising exactly what Grissom had said. "How did you know?"
"I'm your boss Warrick, I'm not stupid. I'm not blind either. You like Catherine you have for quite some time if I'm right. And from the way she acts around you she feels the same way. So just tell her how you feel, I don't know what's wrong with her but I have a funny feeling you do. That means she trusts you so you're the one who's got to help her through this."
"Thanks boss, any ideas on the address for the little town?"
"You won't need one,"
"Why?"
"The houses where Catherine used to live where all demolished several years ago. Just go to the town and check around the cemetery's for her."
"Cemetery's?"
"Yeah she told me she likes to go visit her mom, and I know her mom's dead. So unless Catherine has a strange ritual of preserving relatives and siblings I think a cemetery is a good place to start looking."
"Cheers boss, I'll call you later when I find her,"
"Ok then bye now." Grissom clicked the 'end call' button and replaced the cell back into his coat pocket. He was standing outside of his SUV surveying the crime scene one more time. He hated scene's like this, where children where involved, it just wasn't right or fair. He felt a soft tap on his shoulder and turned around to face the beautiful brunette in front of him.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing,"
"So who was the phone call from?"
"Warrick, wanted to know where Catherine's 'back home' was."
"Eh?"
"Greg told Warrick that Catherine had gone 'back home' so Warrick wanted to know where to go to find her."
"Aren't they together yet?"
Grissom laughed. "No they're not."
"Well they should be everyone can see they like each other."
"True but it's not everyone else that matters when it comes down to the wire is it?"
"Ok smarty pants, lets just get back to the lab and go chase up some results."
"Who was it you needed to talk to earlier?"
Sara flinched slightly. She thought Grissom would have forgotten all about it. "No one, It's nothing,"
Grissom made a noise to convey how unconvincing Sara actually was.
"Look Gris just leave it," She snapped.
"No problems," Grissom looked hurt. She could see that as he turned away, trying to keep Sara from seeing how much that last remark had stung. She'd never meant to snap it him. What she had on her mind was something that she had to sort through on her own. She'd never felt as lost as she did now. Grissom just wouldn't understand anyway, this was girly stuff. He'd just nod and pretend to comprehend how she was feeling and then give her a hug and tell her everything was alright when it wasn't. She needed more than pretence at the moment from Grissom; she needed to know that he'd stick by her when things got tough.
"Look I'm sorry Grissom," He hadn't heard her he was already inside the SUV. She opened the door and sat in the passenger seat, remorse hitting her instantly. "I'm sorry Grissom, it's just that I need to sort my head out at the moment and I can't do that when I bring complications into the equation."
"Great so I'm a complication now." Grissom felt more and more helpless by the minute. He knew he shouldn't be picking holes but he just wanted to be a part of Sara's life someone she shared her secrets with, he didn't want to be left on the outside any longer.
"No Grissom you're not a complication, neither is our relationship, or what ever we have at the moment, but I just want to keep life simple at the moment, is that too much to ask?"
Grissom sat there biting the inside of his lip. She hated when he did that. She knew she'd cut him to the bone, she knew he wanted to know what her secret was but she couldn't tell him right now. It just wasn't fair to burden him with it. She really needed to talk to Nick. She knew Grissom resented the fact that she confided in Nick more than she confided in him, but Nick and Sara were like brother and sister, whenever she was feeling down, he knew and he made it feel better. It wasn't that they were out with each other or anything, they just understood each other, and they were Best friends.
Sara continued to stare at Grissom, tears starting to well in her eyes. Grissom turned and saw her eyes sparkling with the salty tears that had formed in her eyes. He realised how selfish he was being and reached over immediately to kiss Sara. "I am so sorry Sara, I never wanted to hurt you, it's just I don't want to feel like I'm on the outside anymore, I want to be a part of your life. When we slept together this morning, that meant so much to me, I finally felt like I was a part of you."
Sara relished being in Grissom's arms. It felt good and more to the point it felt right. "I'll make you a deal, you give me until Friday and then I'll tell you what's wrong with me. Deal?"
"Deal,"
"Gris it's nearly midnight we'd best be getting back to the lab,"
Gris nodded and reluctantly distanced himself from Sara. He turned to face the windscreen and put the keys into the ignition. After hearing the whirring of the engine coming to life, Grissom sped off to the lab. Sara knew what he was thinking. Why Friday? Well he'd just have to wait and see wouldn't he?
On arriving at the lab, Sara jumped out of the SUV at pace, her excuse to Grissom being that she needed to use the toilet, quite desperately. It was a lame excuse but it worked. She searched the corridors and rooms of the building looking for Nick, and was having no luck in finding him when suddenly she saw a flash of his grey jumper going into the break room.
"Nick!"
He turned around, he knew the voice immediately and he responded back to his friend. "Hey, What's up?"
"I need to talk to someone, I was hoping you wouldn't be busy."
"Well if you give me half an hour then I'll be as free as a bird,"
She smiled. She needed someone to talk to right now but half an hour was soon enough. She wandered slowly to the locker room's to get changed out of her 'crime scene' clothes as she called them.
Grissom has seen Nick and Sara talking, he didn't know if she'd told him yet what was wrong with her but at least he could test the water. "Hey Nick?"
"Wow I'm in demand tonight," He smirked.
"Look I was wondering."
"Wondering what?"
"Well, if Sara had told you what's wrong with her. I mean if she's unhappy then it might affect her work and we don't want that to happen. So has she told you?"
Nick was bemused. Actually it was more appropriate to say he was completely and utterly flummoxed. He'd never seen Grissom stumble over his words like that, and he'd never heard Grissom say that if someone was 'unhappy it might affect their work.' That just wasn't Grissom. It just wasn't the way he worked. He knew how Gris and Sara felt about each other it had been obvious at the scene today that something had happened between them; maybe he was just worried about her. Even so, Nick didn't know what was wrong with her yet, and even when he did it wasn't his place to say, it was Sara's.
"Sorry boss, she was just asking me if I'd got the DNA samples from under Danielle's fingernails to Greg yet. I have."
"Oh right," Grissom silently rebuked himself for jumping in when he had no proof of what they'd been talking about.
"Anyway, sorry but I've got to get on with this. Catch you later Grissom,"
The younger man walked away, his head down focusing on the file in front of him. Grissom studied his form to see if there was any sign of tenseness but no, there wasn't.
"Damn!" He exclaimed, a little louder than he should have. He hated this feeling of not knowing, the complete confusion surrounding what Sara wouldn't tell him. He just decided to give up, Friday was only two days away, there was no point stressing over it when he'd know soon enough in a couple of days. He walked slowly back to his office, deciding to tackle the pile of paperwork that he knew would be there. At least if nothing else it would take his mind off Sara for a little while. Entering his office he decided to scrap his last remark upon seeing the size of the pile of paperwork on his desk. It would take his mind off Sara for a long, long time.
Half an hour had passed and Sara was once again on the search for Nick. And this time she found his a lot quicker; he was in the locker rooms changing his clothes.
"You ready?" She asked eager to get away.
"Yeah sure," He as slightly concerned, if Grissom was worried about her and she really needed to talk then something was drastically wrong. "Where we going?"
"My SUV. it's the best I could think of,"
Nick laughed. "Good enough for me."
They walked silently down to the staff car park Nick wondering what Sara was going to say and Sara wondering what she was going to say, how to explain everything. They quickly reached the SUV and got in.
"You going to tell me then?"
"Tell you what?"
"Well you haven't got Grissom worried for nothing and I bet we're not out here in your SUV for a nice little chat so come on spill the beans."
"I don't know how to say it. it's just something really hard to say."
"Just say it, you're not pregnant are you?"
"No," she laughed. "I wish it was that simple."
"Then what?"
"Ok, back in college I found a lump in my breast. it was cancerous, unusual for my age I know but my family has a history of it. My grandmother and my auntie both died of it. Anyway, it was caught in time and it was cut out. I've been clear since. until about a week ago when I found another lump. and I'm scared that it's come back Nick, I don't want to die," Suddenly the emotions that she'd held back for days came flooding out and trickled down her face in salty rivers.
Nick didn't know what to do; it was a complete shock to him. She'd never mentioned anything about it; she was so young to have had it. It was uncommon but not unheard of. He pulled her in closer to him and let her sob away on his masculine shoulder. He soothed her with small strokes to the back and stroked her hair with the other. He honestly didn't know what to do; it was just so . so. he didn't know. "Have you had any tests?"
"I booked myself in to the clinic the day I found it, I get the tests back Friday."
"So then you'll know."
"Yeah."
"And when are you planning on telling Grissom?"
"Friday, when I know for certain. I don't want to worry him, he's got enough on his plate at the moment,"
"Don't give me that crap, the guy's never been so hassle free, the real reason please.?"
"Well, yesterday morning, we kind of slept together, I think we're finally going to go out with each other. Problem is I don't want to get too serious if . if I'm going to die."
"Sara you're not going to die, you found the lump this week and you've got the tests done this week, you'll have caught it in time, if you have anything to worry about at all."
"Thanks Nick,"
"Hey what are friends for?"
"Oh sh."
"What?"
"Grissom's watching us."
Please review and feedback and recommendations would be greatly appreciated. Until next time ladies and gentleman . =) XX