The Importance Of Being Sara
Disclaimer: Don't own any of the stuff except the character of Amanda and Beci (except I didn't make her up, she's my friend lol)
A/N: Chapter 2… hopefully this one will be better. Thanks for reviewing peeps, and no this will not be a GSR fic, quite the opposite actually! This particular chapter is dedicated to ma friend Beci, seeing as she's in it ;) Hope you like it, and R&R please!!
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She'd decided to walk, not take the risk of trying to drive a car as she'd probably forgotten how to anyway, but she hadn't realized how hard it would be to remember her way to her mother's work. Not your mother's work anymore she reminded herself it's yours! It had all been too much to take in, but she was definitely glad that she'd gotten rid of Grissom from Sara's apartment. Any other day, and she'd be walking to school telling all this to Beci and they'd laugh before Beci would say goodbye and go off to college. She'd be left to make her way to her school. Today was far from usual though.
"Sara, look where you're going will ya?"
"Whoa, sorry Mo…" She paused, a few inches away from the car, "… Catherine,"
Catherine gave her a strange look and continued to drive into the car lot, parking in her usual place. 'Sara' looked hurt, but strolled on, trying to cover up the pain in her eyes. At least I'm not late. There was one problem though… the teeny fact that Lindsay knew absolutely NOTHING about the life of a CSI except that her Mom was one!!
Walking down the corridor towards the staff room (she'd been there enough times), she couldn't help but think everyone was staring at her, even though deep down she knew they weren't, it was so weird being so… Sara! But that didn't mean all weird things were necessarily bad… at least Sara didn't have to go to school!
"Morning Sara, you guys sure left in a hurry last night," Nick grinned, walking down the corridor towards her.
Oh no, guy I have major crush on is coming right my way… what do I do?!? 'Sara' grinned back.
"Nothing happened, okay?"
"Oh sure! Sara, we all know you left together…" Nick said, punching her in the arm playfully, "Don't tell me now, and I'll just keep asking all day!"
She shook her head and walked past him, into the staffroom, and over to what she thought was her locker. Reaching into her jeans pocket, she tried to find her key, but her fingers brushed against the denim, and that was all. Duh, this isn't your locker anymore dufus! She mentally slapped herself on the head, walking over to Sara's locker. Where would Sara keep the key… think like Sara…? Lindsay opened her bag and looked inside, but all she saw was tissues, a wallet and some things that she could only imagine Sara used at a crime scene… at least that's what she hoped.
"Lost something?"
She turned to see Warrick standing behind her, his bright blue eyes sparkling, even through the concerned expression on his face. 'Sara' nodded.
"My keys… any idea what I did with them?"
Warrick didn't answer; instead he just thumped on the locker with his elbow until it sprang open. She stepped back in surprise, looking at him in shock.
"You don't lock it, remember?" He smiled at her, also stepping back, "What's up with you this morning… you don't look yourself. Has Nick been winding you up about Griss again?"
I have no problem with Nick, except that little thing about not being able to talk to him because I'm so scared! Lindsay rolled her eyes, trying to do so in a Sara manor. Warrick grinned.
"No, I'm fine… just… sleepy… and don't you start either!"
He raised his hands as if he was trying to protect himself, and stepped out of the room, laughing. Lindsay laughed too. Now that the locker problem was solved, she could access all of Sara's stuff… which would be cool… any other day than this it would anyway! She opened the door wider and looked in. The locker was surprisingly neat, with books along the bottom, clothes folded on top and a few pictures taped on the inside of the door, nothing special, just some rock star or something that Sara obviously liked… it looked old, perhaps she'd just never gotten round to taking it down.
She reached into the locker and pulled out a sweater, made of soft black wool. It didn't look like Sara's sort of thing to wear, but it was very pretty, and the warmth of it reminded her of her mother's. Without thinking, she lifted the sweater to her face and leant her head on it. It felt so comforting against her skin.
"Sara! Grissom's gonna kill you if he finds you hanging around in here! We've got cases you know… and you're late!"
Dropping the sweater back into the locker in shock, she turned around to see Catherine hovering in the doorway, an angry look on her face. Not sure about Grissom killing me… more likely her!
"Oh sorry Cath… I'll be there in a sec,"
Catherine turned and left with a sigh, leaving 'Sara' to carefully close the locker and make her way down to the others, if she could remember where to go. Luckily, Catherine wasn't very far ahead, so 'Sara' just followed… hoping it wasn't too obvious. She could feel a headache coming on, and bent her head down, her eyes only just open, she paused in the corridor. Before she could stand up and continue she almost got knocked down by another brunette, the same height as her, coming in the opposite direction.
"Whoops, sorry Beci, didn't see you there. What are you doing here?!" Forgetting about what Catherine had said, she leant against the wall eager to talk to her friend.
"Oh, Catherine offered me a day of work experience here… nothing exciting just… you know… work. Except it's more paperwork than anything else… This is going to sound really rude… but who are you?"
'Sara' was taken aback and was pretty sure it showed on her face. At first, she thought Beci was joking, but then she remembered.
"It's me, Lin… I mean, I'm Lindsay's babysitter, Sara. I baby-sit her every now and then when you're busy, not that she needs babysitting," She just had to add that in! "I work with Catherine… I'm Sara Sidle,"
Beci nodded, before gesturing down the hall.
"I think they're waiting for you,"
"Uh yes, thank you!" and with that, Beci walked off.