"Well that was a wasted trip." Sara groused at the fact that they didn't seem to be getting anywhere in their case.

"Well, we know that she took the cat in right before she left on vacation." Nick was equally frustrated but he was trying not to let it show.

"So pretty much anyone at the vet knew that Jenna was going on vacation." She glanced over at Nick as he drove back towards the lab. "Dr. Foubar was a little creepy."

Nick smiled at her. "Why do you say that?"

She rolled her eyes in frustration. "He kept staring."

Nick didn't miss a beat. "Only because you're so beautiful."

His statement threw her off a little bit and a smile played at her lips as she felt her cheeks redden.

"It's true, Sara." He grinned at her discomfort. "I think Colin the vet tech was the creepy one. He was kind of leering at you when you weren't looking."

Sara's eyes snapped to his. "How old do you think that guy is?"

Nick looked at her mischievously. "A little young for you don't you think?" He raised an eyebrow at her and tried to keep from smiling.

Sara reached over and smacked his arm. "You're not funny." She let out a soft chuckle in spite of her comment.

"Oh, so you do like him." Nick continued to tease her. "And here I thought that you and the vet were going to hook up."

"Nick, I'm serious." She didn't sound serious as she tried to keep from laughing.

Nick grinned. "He's probably about 25, the vet tech that is."

"That's around Jenna age." Sara began to consider several options. "Maybe she turned Colin down."

"Attractive girls turn down ordinary looking guys all the time." Nick nodded as he began to play out several scenarios in his mind.

"But if everyone at the vet's office knew Jenna was going to be out of town, why would Colin go to her home?" Sara didn't think things were adding up.

"Maybe not everyone knew at the time. They all know now because of the coverage Camille's murder has gotten on the news, but maybe he thought he'd stop by and ask her out." Nick suggested.

Sara furrowed her brow. "It doesn't make sense. I mean, if she brushes him off at the vet's office, why go over to her house to get turned down again?"

Suddenly and idea hit Nick. "We need to look at Jenna's phone records again."

"But we already checked her incoming calls and none of those leads panned out." Sara wasn't completely following him.

"I want to see the outgoing calls." Nick glanced over at Sara and smiled as understanding spread across her face.

"If Camille called the vet's office, he might not have known that it wasn't Jenna." Sara added.

"And maybe he decided to pay Jenna a house call." Nick agreed.

Catherine was pacing back and forth in Grissom's office as she recounted what had happened when she'd tried to break the news to Lindsey. "I just couldn't do it." She glanced up at him where he sat watching her from behind his desk. "I mentioned that I'd been dating someone and that upset her more than I would have imagined. She stormed out of the room before I had a chance to tell her that I was pregnant."

"I'm sure she'll come around." Grissom was at a loss to know how to reassure Catherine. He did not envy the situation she was in, but he was going to do his best to be her friend and offer her as much support as she needed.

"Gil, the idea of me having sex with anyone creeps her out." Catherine furrowed her brow in disbelief. "When did she grow into this preteen who hates me?"

"She doesn't hate you." Grissom had never seen Catherine quite like this. She knew that Catherine and Lindsey were close, but he also knew that Lindsey was just as headstrong as her mother.

"What am I doing?" There was a look of incredulity on Catherine's face. The whole situation had left her feeling very unsettled.

Grissom looked at her quizzically, he wasn't sure what she meant.

"I am a lousy judge of character when it comes to men and now my daughter hates me." Catherine seemed to be riding a hormonal roller coaster.

"Cath, Lindsey doesn't hate you." Grissom knew that there was usually a phase that kids went through when trying to assert their independence. He was thankful that he didn't have any children of his own because he wasn't sure he'd be able to handle them.

"When have I ever picked a guy that I'd be proud enough of to bring home to meet my daughter?" She looked at Grissom intensely and noticed his flustered expression. "Wait, don't answer that, I think I know the answer." She let out a frustrated sigh.

"So you've made some mistakes. Everyone does." Grissom hoped that he sounded sincere as he did his best to try and reassure her.

Catherine suddenly had the desire to run to the restroom before her dinner made an encore appearance. She bolted for the door. "Excuse me."

She knocked into Greg, almost knocking him over, and barely missed Nick and Sara who had just walked into the lab, as she dashed down the hallway and into the ladies room, just barely making it into a stall before expelling the contents of her stomach into the bowl. She was still heaving and didn't notice when the door to the restroom creaked open until there was a soft knock at the stall door.

"Cath?" Sara sounded concerned.

"I'm fine." Catherine really didn't sound fine. But she wiped her mouth off and straightened up as she exited the stall, walking over to the sink so she could rinse her mouth out.

Sara's brow furrowed. "You don't look so good." From Sara's estimation, Catherine didn't look quite right.

"Just morning sickness." Catherine pasted a smile on her face, feeling anything but well.

"Are you sure?" Sara's concerned deepened as she watched the color drain from Catherine's face.

Catherine tried to nod as a wave of dizziness hit her and then everything went black.