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Chapter 2: Could It Be?

Grissom walked into his office and sat down behind his desk. He sighed contentedly as he thought about what he and Sara would be doing after shift. No one at work knew about them so showing affection at work was out of the question although it was all right to be nice to each other.

Why had it taken them so long to start something? They both loved each other. They both needed each other. Grissom hadn't ever felt this way about another woman before. That night when they had first made love was like heaven to him. He could remember every detail of that night, he hadn't wanted it to end. Of course, he knew that Sara was involved with that chef but he couldn't help himself. He knew it was the right thing to do, as they lay entwined on his sofa kissing each other gently and whispering words of love and affection. He knew after that night there would be no turning back, from that night they had never turned back. Not one of them had any regrets about having a relationship with each other.

Grissom's thought's were broken when Catherine barged through his office door. A look of pure anger was stuck to her face. She glared at him and sat down.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

Grissom looked at Catherine confused. What was she on about?

"Why didn't I tell you about what?"

"One word. Sara."

He knew that he was sweating, was it that obvious that they were involved.

"Sara...?"

Catherine huffed and stood up rather quickly.

"I was doing fine with that Simon's case, I was handling it well and then I come into work tonight and find out you've taken me off the case and put Sara on it. What the hell is it with you two?"

The Simon's case? Grissom let out a breath he didn't know he was holding.

"Catherine, sit down and CALM down. Please."

Catherine sat down slowly and looked at Grissom, he could see that she was upset that he had taken her off her case. She had worked hard on it; she just couldn't let it go.

"I took you off that case because you were getting too involved. We all know how you get with the kids cases and this one has struck you bad. I think Sara can handle it without her getting involved at the level you were. It's for your own good Catherine."

"That's bullshit. I wasn't too involved and I was doing fine. I've nearly cracked it Grissom and now you put HER on MY case."

Grissom winced at the way Catherine had said her. Did she really hate Sara so much?

"What was I meant to do Catherine? You're too involved, emotionally and physically. Your off the case."

"Great. So, what am I meant to do now? Sit back and watch her ruin the case while I get her crappy investigation?"

"If I recall, you have a lot of paperwork to catch up on. Now if that's all...."

Catherine stood up and walked to the door. As she opened the door she turned round, her eyes were red with anger.

"I thought we were friend's Gil. Just shows who your friends really are."

With that, she walked out and slammed his door. He winced; all that arguing had brought on a migraine.

Sara knocked lightly on Mr and Mrs Simon's door. She knew it was a bad idea Grissom giving her Catherine's case. She had wanted to try to get on with Catherine from now on. She knew this would be the last straw with Catherine. They were never going to work out their differences.

A small woman answered the door. Her eyes had large bags underneath them and she was a bit too skinny. Her face had dried tears crusted to her cheeks and her eyes were red with all the crying she had done. She looked into Sara's big brown eyes and blinked.

"How may I help you?"

"Hello Mrs Simon I'm with the Las Vegas Crime Lab. I've taken over Catherine Willows case. May I come in?"

Mrs Simon nodded slowly and opened the door for Sara to get in.

The Simon's house was well kept and very tidy. Pictures were hung on all walls, some of Mr and Mrs Simon when they were younger; some were of what appeared to be Mrs Simon when she was a child. Then there were all the pictures that were of a young girl. She had long blonde hair and beautiful blue eyes. Her smile was infectious. She was adorable.

"That's Rebecca...those were taken just three weeks ago."

Sara and Mrs Simon walked into the living room both taking a seat.

"My husbands at work right now."

"Could you tell me what happened the night of Rebecca's death?"

"I've told the officers a thousand times what happened, why do I have to go over it again?"

"I just need to find out all the facts."

Mrs Simon rubbed her eyes and gave a small smile.

"Derek and Rebecca had just been to the park, she was giggling at Derek because he was covered in dirt. They had been playing baseball and she loved to see Derek dive for the ball. I walked Rebecca up to the bathroom so she could have a bath before her bed. I heard some commotion downstairs as I turned on the water tap, I thought it was just Derek mucking about until I heard someone coming up the stairs. Normally at that time Derek watched the TV."

"What time was this at?"

"Um...it was about 7:45. Rebecca had started getting undressed when the bathroom door flew open. I think it was a man I can't be sure, but someone was pointing a gun at me. They hit me on the head with the butt of the gun. As I fell, I heard the gun shoot off four rounds. When I turned round to check if Rebecca was fine. I saw her, lying there on the floor." Mrs Simon had started crying, wiping her tears away she tried to carry on. "She was just lying there, not moving or anything...I thought she was just injured until I noticed that.... oh god.... i noticed she had a hole in her head. Some sick bastard had shot my baby."

Sara nodded and looked at her feet while Mrs Simon continued to cry.

"We have very strong evidence showing us that it was a female that attacked you and your husband and murdered Rebecca, we found skin underneath your husbands finger nails. Do you know of anyone that would do such a thing? Go out of their way to kill Rebecca."

"Who would want to kill my baby? She was only a little girl."

"Thank you for your time Mrs Simon. We are doing all we can do try and find the person responsible for the death of your daughter."

"Ms Sidle...I hope you get the sick fuck that killed Rebecca, I hope they get the lethal injection!"

Sara nodded and walked out towards her car.

She looks so beautiful in the daylight. Her hair is so shiny; I wish I could run my hands through her brown locks again. I wish I could feel her flesh against mine while me make love. I wish I never hit her. I love you Sara...I thought you loved me.

TBC