A/N Intersection: Thank you so very much for your correction. We're just going to pretend that never happened and Grissom is still her supervisor. Thanks. And just to let you all know, she was trying NOT to turn and strangle Grissom and I'm just going to skip right down to the interrogation of the suspect they are going to have and not deal with the crime scene stuff.
Chapter 4
It was funny how they could instantly be tolerable or comfortable with each other over a single piece of evidence.
"Listen, I'm very sorry about what happened," Grissom told Sara as he nervously bagged the knife. "I'm fine. It doesn't matter to me. I learned a long time ago that I would never be able to have you," Sara lied in an effort to convince herself along with Grissom that she was over him.
But we all know that she's not.
"I'm going to see if Catherine has anything," Sara said. It was nice to get away from him. Being around him just made it all hurt worse. "Did you find anything?" Sara asked as she approached Catherine who was coming around front from the backyard. "Yeah, another body," Catherine replied. "I'll get Grissom to notify the coroner," Sara said before she headed back inside.
CSI HQ
"I need your DNA, Miss. Berg," Grissom explained holding out the swab. "Why?" Vannessa Berg asked. "To rule you out as a suspect," he replied. Reluctantly she gave him the DNA.
INTERROGATION ROOM
"I'm Gil Grissom and this is Sara Sidle. We're with the Crime Lab. We have a few questions to ask you," Grissom greeted the suspect. "We have reason to believe that you had sexual intercourse with Zack Spiegelberg. We found vaginal fluids along with his seminal fluids in your mother's bed. The vaginal fluid is a match to yours. Care to explain?" Brass said intimidatingly. "I-I-I can't explain," Vannessa stammered. "Mr. Spiegelberg was your mothers boyfriend, am I right?" She looked up at him with fear in her eyes and nodded. Brass continued, "You were having an affair with him and he broke it off, right? You wanted him and you couldn't have him. So you killed your mother to get her out of the way, hoping that maybe the two of you could be together. . But when he still didn't want you, you killed him too."
"Brass, why don't you let me take over," Sara said. Brass went along and let Sara do the talking. "Listen, I know what it's like, to want someone and not be able to have them. Believe me; I know first hand what it's like. I'm going through it right now. You see them everyday and you wonder why you can't have them and it sucks. But you can't kill someone just because they don't want to be with you. Why did you kill them?" Sara asked. Vannessa blew up in Sara's face. "I loved him! Not like her, she didn't love him the way I did. I still love him. I killed my mother so that the two of us could be together but when he rejected me, I couldn't take it!"
Sara looked down at the table as Brass made the arrest.
Grissom knew that Sara was talking about him. It was her turn to admit her feelings.
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Sara had decided to take a few days off to try to put herself back together. Nick visited her every so often, Catherine the most. But the one person she had hoped would visit didn't even take the time to call to see if she was alright.
Sara sat in front of her television with the lights turned down low. She was eating a pint of Ben and Jerry's Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough ice cream, a pan of brownies and some Coke. There was a stack of old movies on her coffee table. She had just popped in West Side Story when the doorbell rang.
"Shit!" Sara yelled tripping over one of the many things that now littered her normally clean living room. She walked over to the door and opened it only to be greeted by Catherine holding a large Domino's cheese pizza. "Oh thank god!" Sara gasped when she saw the pizza in Catherine's arms. She opened the door wider and let Catherine into her humble abode. "I was just about the watch West Side Story," Sara explained as she set the pizza on her coffee table. "Wow, you must really be depressed. Whatever happened to the neat freak I knew?" Catherine joked. "Ugh, don't ask," Sara replied while she stuffed a large piece in her mouth.
"I thought that you were only going to take a few days off. It's been almost two weeks. How come you haven't come back?" Catherine asked. "Cause' I don't want to be around him," Sara explained as she stuffed yet another piece of pizza in her mouth. That was soon accompanied by a brownie. "I thought you were in love with him, though," Catherine said. "Oh I am, it's just every time I'm around him I get all…I don't know…little girl kind of thing, you know? Every time I see him I think to myself 'oh he's so handsome, I love him so much! Why can't he just like me back?' and, I don't want to feel like that."
Catherine looked at Sara. It's time to do something about this problem.
