When Sara and Grissom had finished collecting evidence at the scene, they walked out to where his SUV was parked.

"So, you went to the Homeland Security Team. What's it like there?" Grissom asked her.

"It's interesting. I'm now even more amazed by what people will do to each other just to make a point. I've helped stop over 12 different terrorist attacks and have also somehow gained an admirer. This serial bomber keeps leaving bombs in all of the places that I've worked in the past, and we still don't know why." Sara said as she walked to the Homeland truck. Following her, Grissom tried to understand what she was saying.

"So, you've been after this guy for the past few months and yet he keeps getting away with things? Why?"

"Because he's exceptionally smart and can disappear into a crowd with ease. We think that he use to be an assassin or something because of how well he does that"

"Hey Sara, you ready to go?" Kilmer asked coming up behind her. Sara looked over her shoulder at Grissom before drawing Kilmer aside.

"Kilmer, can we stay here and work this out? I have this feeling that we're going to need their help to catch Naor"

"You just want to stay with your Grissom" Kilmer stated,

"No, I just have this feeling. Frankie would probably agree with me"

"We'll stay for a week. Any longer and we return to DC and wait for the next attack"

Directing the Homeland team back to the crime labs, Sara explained her relationship with Grissom to Frankie.

"Grissom and I are complicated. I met him for the first time when I was at college. He was one of my teachers, and I quickly grew to like him. He inspired me to become a CSI. Five years ago, he called me up to deal with an internal matter, and I came. After I solved that, he asked me to stay permanently. The more time I spent with him, the more I fell in love with him. Then one night, there was an accident in one of the labs, and it exploded. I was caught in the outside of it, and was in shock. I had a gash on my hand and one on my head. Grissom came looking for me, and he called me 'honey'. I thought that meant that he felt the same for me so I asked him out. He told me that he didn't know what to do about this, and I told him that I did and when he worked it out it might be too late."

"Wow, you've definitely got history" Frankie exclaimed.

"That's not all. About two years ago, I threatened to leave because he wasn't treating me with respect. He then proceeded to send me a plant, which I found a bit naive but at least he was making an effort. Then a year later, I got your letter and I left without saying goodbye."

"Girl, you left without saying goodbye?" Lucien, who had been listening, cut in disbelievingly.

"I couldn't. I just wrote a letter for all of the team stating that I was sorry that I was leaving like that, but I got offered a job that I couldn't refuse and telling them would make it even harder to go." Sara replied.

"Still...." Lucien trailed off. Sara sighed and looked out the window, spotting the lab.

"We're here"

Walking through the front doors, Sara was assaulted with memories. Every corridor had a different meaning to it. Some were places where she and Grissom would stand, arms brushing up against each other; others were memories of working different cases with the boys and Catherine. The hardest part for her was walking past Grissom's office. She had a big urge to open the door and see if it was the same. See whether Miss Piggy was still there, or if his spiders still lived behind his desk. Instead she walked into the break room, with her team behind her. Sitting around the table were the boys and Catherine. Grissom was lying on the couch and Greg was pouring himself a cup of coffee.

"Some things never change, do they?" Sara stated rhetorically. Sitting up straight, Grissom smirked in response. Ushering her team in, Sara sat down next to him on the couch; close enough so that their arms were brushing.

"Sure they do. You used to be in here as well, leaning against a doorframe or on the couch with me. Actually, your right, they don't" Grissom replied, indicating to how they were sitting. Grinning, Sara punched him playfully in the arm before turning to Nicky and Warrick.

"What can you guys tell me about Naor?"

"He left a bit of evidence actually. I gave it to Marty in the lab, but he hasn't worked it yet. Greggo man, I love you, but we need you in the lab working this" Warrick told to Greg with a shrug.

"Sara, do you want me there?" Greg asked.

"Yes please Greg. I'll give you a cell phone so that you can call Jelani and Mo when you get anything"

"Who are Jelani and Mo?" Grissom asked with a blank look on his face.

"They work with us. They do all of the background work." Kilmer replied from where he was standing in the doorway.

"Their great at that. Anything we need we instantly have. Isn't that right guys?" Frankie said into her comm. Link.

"Oh yeah. Hey guys, we just found information about where your guy was staying." Jelani told them.

"Where?" Sara asked.

"New York, New York, room 254 under the name of Nigel Dominic. Fancy work I must say, I almost missed him except that I checked the video footage. It's Naor, but he's cut his hair. It's now in a crew cut."

"Let's go. Grissom, you want to come with us?" Frankie asked, understanding that without his closed look, it would be a look of jealously.

"Yup. Come on Sara" Grissom replied, grabbing her hand as they stood. He kept her hand in his all the way to the car.