It was almost the end of shift and Grissom had been sitting alone in his office for hours, all of them in the same position: with his elbows on the desk and his face in his hands. He was starting to realize the effects of being in the same pose for hours—his back was starting to hurt. He figured though that he deserved the pain for the way he had treated Sara. Sara…the one constant thought on his mind. He needed to talk to her. He needed to apologize to her and beg her for forgiveness. He ran his hands over his face and through his hair and finally sat back in his chair. He was just about to page Sara when he heard a knock on his door. He tried to compose himself before he said, "Come in."
Sara slowly opened the door and came in, with the FBI agents right behind her. She held the door for them and shut it once they were all in the room. Sara walked around to stand beside Grissom's desk and the agents sat down after Grissom had asked them to have a seat. Grissom gave Sara a 'what the hell is going on' look to which she just shrugged. They turned their attention to the silent, somewhat guilty looking federal agents and looked at them expectantly. "What's going on? Did you get your test results?" Grissom asked.
"Yes. I can say without a doubt that those bodies aren't human. That's one of the reason's we came to talk to you," Scully said.
"What's the other reason?"
Mulder looked to Scully for some reassurance before answering, "With the proof that we have, this whole situation has just become a whole lot more serious."
Sara furrowed her brows and asked, "How serious?"
Mulder glanced at Scully again. "Serious, as in--your lives are now in danger."
Grissom's expression and tone of voice did nothing to betray his worry. "Care to explain?"
"There are men who will do whatever it takes to make sure this evidence doesn't see the light of day. They will stop at nothing to bury the truth, to make sure the world will never know it. I'm sorry we got you involved in this. I can assure you, though, that we will do everything we can to protect you…if you need it," Mulder said. He took a deep breath and tried to swallow the lump in his throat.
Grissom sat trying to process the information. He slowly turned his head to look at Sara. She looked down at him and was shocked that he let her see the slightest glimpse of fear in his eyes. He turned back to the agents and asked, "Are we the only ones in danger? Or is everyone at the lab in danger?"
"Since the only other people who know about this are Dr. Robbins and Greg…I'd say that it's just the four of you and us," Scully answered.
"Oh, well, that's a comfort," Sara said sarcastically.
"I don't want you to get too worried. We could just be overly paranoid. We don't know," Mulder said.
"That's the problem—you don't know. What are we supposed to do? Go into hiding?" Grissom's anger was starting to build.
"Just be careful, watch your back. If you go out make sure there's a lot of people around. Try not to go anywhere alone." Sara smiled slightly at Mulder's words. Of all the people in the world to be told not to be alone, it had to be her and Grissom. The two most private, solitary people, now--for their own safety--had to be in the company of someone. The universe definitely had a sense of humor.
"This is just great," Grissom said frustrated. "I'm gonna have to tell Greg and Dr. Robbins. Would you two mind giving us a minute alone?"
"Sure thing," Mulder said. He and Scully got up and left the room.
After the agents closed the door behind them Grissom turned to Sara. "Sara, can you go round up Greg and meet me in the morgue? We might as well tell them both at the same time."
"Okay." Sara walked towards the door.
"Oh, and Sara," Grissom called. She turned to face him. "I'd like to thank you for getting us involved in this."
Sara looked at him for a second. He didn't sound very angry. He almost sounded like he was teasing. "You're welcome," she said, as she turned and exited the office.