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Sara's days took on a pattern. She would go to work about five nights a week. She would spend the other two partying at a club and hooking up with different guys. She was distant with her co-workers, and they seemed to realize that something was different about her.

When Grissom was near her, he treated her as if she was made of glass. He spoke softly, as if she would break if he raised his voice. Sara enjoyed his discomfort immensely.

Sometimes she toyed with him. She would ask him how his bugs were doing, or if he had been on any good roller coasters lately. Sara would add just the right amount of sarcasm to her words.

A few weeks after he had phoned her at Jake's house, Grissom approached Sara in the hall.

"I need to see you in my office," he told her. She shrugged and followed him there. Grissom took a seat behind his desk, but Sara remained standing.

"Look, Sara," he said cautiously, "Lately you've been acting kind of…preoccupied. As your supervisor it's my job to make sure that you're comfortable in your work environment." Sara raised an eyebrow.

"I'm totally comfortable with my work, Grissom," she said.

"And…um…. are you comfortable with your life outside of work?" he asked hesitantly.

"My life outside of work isn't really my supervisor's concern," She told him.

"It is my concern if it's affecting your life at work," he said, "are you still dating that guy…the one I spoke to on the phone?" Sara rolled her eyes.

"I was never 'dating' Jake. It was just one night of meaningless sex. I haven't even spoken to him since." Grissom looked shocked. He recovered quickly.

"So…are you seeing anyone else?" he asked.

"Define 'seeing someone', Grissom,"

"Well…" he paused, speechless.

"Oh I get it," Sara said, smiling, "you want to know if I've slept with anyone since Jake." Grissom's silence was enough of an answer.

"Well, let me see," she said, "There was Robbie…and then what's-his-face with the tattoo, and then Jeff, and then the Italian man, and then that guy with all the piercings." She chuckled. "He even had one on his-"

"I think I get the picture," Grissom interrupted.

"You started it," said Sara, grinning at his discomfort. Grissom looked down at his hands.

"Sara…what are you doing to yourself?" he asked, looking up at her.

"I'm getting a life, Grissom," she snarled, "that is what you wanted, right?" She sighed angrily.

"I think we're done here," she told him. She turned and left the room, leaving Grissom to sit and stare in shock.

Sofia sat across from the handsome young man in the reception area of the lab. Grissom walked in and handed the man a cup of coffee.

"Are you sure that's all you remember, Brian?" Sofia asked the witness.

"It…it all happened so fast. The guy was wearing a black mask. He was about 6 foot and he had kind of a New York accent. That's all I remember." He looked through the window and saw Sara walking through the hallway near the reception area.

"Hey, that's Sara, isn't it?" he asked, pointing at her.

" Do you know her?" Grissom asked him.

"Oh, well, I did once," the man said. Grissom gave him a confused look. "In the biblical sense," Brian added.

Sophia raised an eyebrow at Grissom. His eyes widened. He watched as Sara walked briskly down the hall and into the reception area. She spied Grissom and Sophia sitting there and went over to talk to them. She did not seem to notice the man who sat in front of them.

"Hey! Sara!" Brian called out to her, "remember me?" Sara walked towards him.

"Oh, yeah," she said, a look of recognition beginning to dawn on her face, "I'm sorry, what was your name again?"

"Oh come on, baby, don't tell me you don't even remember me. It's Brian!"

"Oh, of course!" She turned to Grissom "Is he in trouble or something?"

"Your 'friend' is actually the only witness for the shooting at the grocery store," Sophia answered.

"So I left you my number," Brian said to Sara, "how come you never called?" Sara rolled her eyes.

"It was a one-night stand, Brian. Get over yourself," she told him, eyeing the stunned look on Grissom's face.

"Aw, that's a little harsh, baby," Brian said, "I mean it was really, really good. Didn't you think so?" Sara leaned down towards him and smiled provocatively.

"It was good, Brian," She said, running a finger down his cheek. Then her tone suddenly changed as she stood up and looked at him with a hateful expression. "But I have had way, way better."

With one last sneer in his direction, Sara exited the room. Brian shook his head angrily as he watched her leave.

"That girl is one hell of a slut!" he exclaimed.

Sophia and Grissom looked absolutely shocked. From the evidence of their own eyes, they were forced to agree.

TBC