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She stretched and her eyes fluttered open. Staring at her alarm clock for a minute, she waited for her eyes to adjust to the light before she read the time; half past three. Yawning, she propped herself up on her pillow that she now had leaning against the backboard. She grabbed the remote and turned the TV on, not that she wanted to watch anything…she just needed something for background noise. After a few minutes of waking up, she slipped out of bed and turned on her shower.
The hot water pouring from the showerhead caused the small bathroom to steam up and it became like a sauna. Sara sprayed some sun-ripened raspberry spray around the room, giving it a soothing smell. She stepped into the shower, cleansing herself of everything that was on her mind. Sometimes this was the only thing that worked. She would freshen up and then things would seem better. Hopefully it would work this time and when she went back to work she would be able to concentrate.
Luckily, it did the trick and Sara drove to the lab in a more optimistic state. She walked into the locker room and was a little surprised to find Catherine in there, pulling out of her shift a little early.
"Hey Cath," Sara greeted her. "Where're you headed?"
"Just finished up a case a little while ago so Ecklie, amazingly, let me off a bit early so I could catch Lindsey's school play; she's one of the seven dwarves." She smiled.
"Sounds nice, how's she doing lately?"
"Pretty good, she's more mature lately, which is great." She paused and Sara nodded. "I talked to Grissom the other day."
"So did I."
"And?"
"I guess whatever you said didn't work."
"I've been telling him to get his head out of the microscope for years…apparently his head is stuck in the microscope."
"Yeah…well, I guess I'd better let you go. Tell Linds good luck with the play; I'm sure she'll do a great job."
"Thanks… and don't let Grissom bug you…no pun intended. He's, well, difficult. He wants you to be happy, so don't let his mistakes upset you. Try new things, see new people. Trust me, it works." She smiled, "Talk to you later."
"See ya."
She walked down to the break, where Sophia was sitting, looking over a forensics journal from two months ago.
"Good Evening," she said.
"Hi, seen Greg or Grissom around?" Sara poured herself a cup of steaming coffee.
"Actually, yes. Greg is going over more case stuff with Grissom. I think they're in Grissom's office."
"Thanks."
"No problem," Sophia said as Sara walked out back into the hallway.
She headed down to Grissom's office, partially afraid to face Grissom… to look at him even, but she needed to do her job, so she'd just have to go in there and get to work on the case.
Grissom looked up as she walked into the room and watched her walk in. The way she looked at him, or didn't look at him made him regret the choice he had made, but it was too late for him to change his mind. What ever chance he had with her was over; he knew that because he ended it the night before.
Greg turned around, "Hey Sar. Me and Grissom are just going over what we have so far. I've gotta go soon to the station where I'll be questioning Doctor Greys."
When Greg leaves I'll have to be here and work on the case with Sara, alone. He thought, this is what I was afraid of; the awkwardness.
Greg left with Brass a little while later and Grissom and Sara were alone in his office.
"Please tell me you don't hate me," he said, making sure Greg had left the building and that nobody else was around.
"I doubt I could ever hate me, that's not to say I'm not angry with you, because I am, but no, I don't hate you."
"Good," he said, smiling, "Now let's get back to this case."
Thought I'd end it there…the next chapter is going to focus more on Greg and Sara…should be up as soon as I write it. D thanks for reviews!
