"I am not going back in there." Sara seethed as she and Nick climbed into his Denali.

Nick looked over at her thoughtfully. "Sara, you can always try someone else."

Sara clenched her jaw. "This is so not fair." She was on the verge of tears. "Did you hear the questions she asked me?"

He nodded. As promised, he had sat there with her the entire time and he could see her becoming more and more agitated as the counselor continued to ask her question after question. He could tell that Sara felt that she was being 'handled' and that it was pissing her off.

"Of course you heard her." Sara was fuming. She crossed her arms across her chest and looked over at Nick. "I don't want to do this."

He reached over and touched her shoulder. "I know." He gave her shoulder a squeeze and then released it as he fastened his seatbelt. "Maybe there's someone who isn't quite so clinical in their approach."

"And maybe there's not." Sara quipped bitterly.

He let out a deep breath and spoke as gently as he could. "I know you don't want to hear this right now, but if you don't see someone, Grissom won't let you work."

Sara's chin quivered at his words and a single tear slipped down her cheek as she turned towards the window. Nick reached over again and touched her shoulder. As he did, Sara started to sob. He unfastened his seatbelt, flipped up the center console and scooted closer to her as he put his arm around her shoulder. Sara turned towards him and buried her face in his chest as she let him hold her as she cried. Nick rubbed her back and made shushing noises until her sobs began to subside.

Sara pulled away, sniffling. "I hate this." She wiped at her eyes and looked at Nick. "I just don't want to tell a perfect stranger all the sordid details of my life."

Nick tried to stifle a smile. "You've got sordid details?"

She swatted at him, but smiled in the process. "You know what I mean."

"Yeah, I do know what you mean. There are just some things in your life you don't want anyone to know about." Nick agreed with a more serious tone.

"I mean the only vested interest they have in me talking to them is because they're getting paid." Sara continued with another sniffle.

"I'm sure that's not the only reason, Sar." Nick tried to reassure her.

She sniffled again. "Well I'm still not going back to talk to doctor whatever her name was." She gestured towards the building that they'd just left.

Nick raised a curious eyebrow at her. "How did you find her in the first place if you don't mind me asking?"

Sara looked at him and harrumphed. "Grissom gave me her card."

Nick smiled at her. "Hey, have you thought about seeing someone that someone you know has gone to?"

She shook her head. "I don't know anyone who's seen a shrink."

"Yeah you do." He replied softly.

She looked at him quizzically. "Who?"

His reply was almost a whisper. "Me."

She looked a bit surprised. "You?"

He nodded. "After what happened with Nigel Crane, Grissom made me. I didn't want to, I think my family helped more than Dr. Colby, but he wasn't that bad."

"I didn't know that." She studied him and wondered why he hadn't shared that with her over the course of the last couple of days.

Nick let out a deep breath. "The only person besides Dr. Colby that knew was Grissom. I just didn't want people to look at me like I couldn't do my job."

Sara nodded in understanding. She felt that people were looking at her strangely and questioning her fitness to do her job, but she also knew that if she had known Nick had gone to a counselor, she probably would have wondered at the time if he could do his job.

"I could give you his number if you want." Nick offered.

Sara sniffled again and a tentative smile spread across her face. "Yeah, I think I'd like that." A flicker of worry flashed across her face. "You'll come with me though, won't you? I don't want to go alone."

Nick nodded. "I promised I would."

She wiped her face and then started to laugh. "I probably look like a mess."

Nick shook his head. "I've seen you look a lot worse and I still think you're pretty."

She smiled. "You're good for my ego."

He grinned at her and scooted back over to his side of the seat. "You ready to go to work?"

She nodded. "As I'll ever be."

When they got to the lab, Sara headed directly for the ladies room to try and fix her smudged makeup. As she stood there looking in the mirror, Catherine walked in and Sara glanced up. "Hey, Cat."

Catherine looked at her with concern. "Uh, you doing ok, Sara?"

Sara smiled and let out a sigh. "I'll be fine."

Catherine leaned against one of the sinks next to where Sara stood. "You want to talk about it?"

Sara shook her head. "That's the problem. Grissom's making me see a shrink."

Catherine groaned knowingly. "Fun."

Sara rolled her eyes. "Nothing like having a perfect stranger asking you to spill your guts."

Catherine thought for a moment. "You know, if it makes you feel any better, I think most of us have had to go see a shrink at some point in time in this job."

Sara looked at her with a surprised expression.

Catherine nodded. "I'm not sure I would have made it past my fifth year otherwise. It's never fun at the time, but it does help."

"Well, I'm not going back to doctor what's her name." Sara groused as she touched up her makeup.

"I can give you the name of someone good." Catherine offered.

Sara looked up at her and looked like she was considering her offer.

"Because I'm sure that whoever Grissom referred you to is someone the department recommends, because I'm sure he's never talked to one unless they were a suspect." Catherine continued with a knowing expression.

"I've got another name, but I'll let you know." Sara breathed out slowly. She had been afraid of talking to Catherine and Warrick, afraid that she would feel judged, but surprisingly, she really didn't. It seemed that Catherine actually cared and she could see why Nick felt so close to her.

Catherine smiled. "So how are things going staying at Nick's."

Sara chuckled. "Did you know he can actually cook?"

Catherine's eyebrows curved upward. "He's been holding out on us."

Sara smirked and crossed her arms in front of her body. "I think he has a crush on one of the female chefs on the Food Network."

Catherine let out a deep throaty laugh.

Sara smiled. "But the eggplant parmesan was really good."

Catherine smiled at her again. "You do know that we're all pulling for you, don't you?"

Sara nodded a bit self consciously. "Yeah."

"I'm really sorry that I didn't notice something was wrong, Sara." Catherine looked sincere.

Sara regarded her with a serious expression. "Catherine, like I told Nick, no one can change the past."

Catherine patted Sara's arm. "Just remember if you ever want to talk, my door's open."

Sara smiled. "Thanks." She glanced at her watch and then back at Catherine. "Uh, we should get to the briefing before Grissom wonders where we are."