Author's Note: I probably should have said all this in the first chapter but, oh well. I decided I needed to put a little of myself in a story. So I did and here it is. This one, so far, isn't going to have any definite relationships. It's mostly Sara-centric and Nick and Grissom both tie into her life. I don't know exactly where I'm taking this one yet but, I will soon. I haven't gotten to get super far in this story because I'm trying to finish up my other one.

Nick55- Thanks for the review. I'll finish as fast as I can. I'll probably be done anywhere from one to two months, depending on how long I make it.

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She sat down on a cold metal bench and let the fog in the surrounding air consume her. She was feeling at peace for once, it'd been a while since she'd felt that and it felt good.

She sat there for a while soaking up the aura around her; the fog, the cold air, the sparkle. Then she felt a hand on her shoulder.

"Hello, Miss Sidle; haven't seen you in a while." Rodney Green, an old friend of hers said.

"Yea, it has been awhile. I've just been so consumed by my job and I need a diversion."

"Ah, tough case?"

"Tough Cases; suspected gang shootings, they're leaving women and men to die. We can't pin-point any one person of them"

"Well, if you're still the Sara I know then this should make you feel better." He said.

"I'm hoping so"

"Well, I've got to get home; hopefully I'll be seeing more of you."

"Hopefully" Sara said as he turned to leave.

Sara reached into the black bag she'd set by her side. She pulled out an old worn skate. It was still in good condition though, it had a few scratches and the padding was pressed in. She laced it up and pulled out the other one; she laced it up and pulled out her fleece gloves and hat.

It'd been forever since she'd been here and it was only once. She started out in L.A., where she met Rodney. Her last foster parents were directors and co-owners of a rink and would bring her up there. In between studying, homework, and reading she would skate. She wasn't all-that gifted but, she took to it quite fast.

She usually was out there in the early hours of the morning before going to school. It was foggy and cold, with a sparkle much like it was here. Rodney coached her on the side whenever he had any free time, as a favor for her parents for hiring him while he was down on his luck. For the first time in years she stepped onto the ice.

It was slick but, not too slick. She turned on the music to a few of her old time favorites and a few new ones. She stroked around a bit to warm up and get the feel back. Just then her cell phone rang, it was Grissom.

"Hello"

"Sara, what are you doing?"

"I'm distracting myself."

"Good, you need the break."

"Why are you calling?"

"I didn't see you at the lab and I was worried. I guess I'll let you get back to whatever it is your doing."

After he hung up she went back to skating around. Push, push, push; she could feel the tension leave her body with every push, she felt her spirit rising. She had been there for around seven hours doing a combination of skating, meditating, and reviewing the case file.

"Wow, it's time to go to work." She didn't have time to stop at her house so she just left the skates in her trunk.

"Wow Sara, you look, happy." Nick said.

"Well, I guess I had a good day." She said.

"Wow you did have a good day." Catherine said walking into the locker room.

Sara just smiled.

She was ready for whatever the night had in store for her. She took the three bullets she found from Jenna's room and gave them to Bobby for a comparison with the bullets found at the crime scene.

"Perfect match; now just find then gun that matches and you've got your shooter."

"Thanks" Sara said.

"Grissom, they're a match."

"What's a match?"

"The bullets we found at the crime scene and the ones I collected from Jenna's bedroom."

"Good work." Grissom said.

Sara walked off and went to the lab where Hodges was since; Greg was out in the field with Catherine.

"Hodges I need you to make a comparison for me." Sara said handing him a swab from the blood found in Jenna's bedroom and one from the crime scene.

"It's going to be awhile, Mr. DNA is running quite slowly today." Hodges said.

"Mr. DNA; you've named the machine's in Greg's lab?" Sara said confused.

"While it was a slow night and I didn't have anything else to do."

"Let me guess no one was here for you to suck up to."

"I'm not a suck up."

"Yea, well why is it you always try to impress Grissom?"

"I like to leave a good impression."

"Yea, right" Sara mumbled under her breath.

"Ah, looks like the blood from the bed and the blood from the crime scene are, indeed, a match."

"Thanks Hodges" Sara said grabbing the paper and taking it to Grissom.

"Good news?" Grissom asked.

"Yes, the blood from the crime scene and the blood from Jenna's apartment are a match."

"I'm thinking body dump." Warrick said coming into the room.

"I'm thinking they cut her in her room and shot her three times and also raped her then took her out to the desert and realized she was still alive and shot her once more and drove off in a hurry." Sara said.

"Sounds reasonable to me" Grissom said.

"But, where do we go from here?" Warrick asked.

"Well back to her apartment." Grissom said.

They spent the rest of the shift going through everything. Sara and Warrick didn't go through much when they were first here; they just wanted to find blood. Grissom found a few fibers and hairs but, other than that not much else. Sara found a few documents and decided to have them take her computer back to the lab.

"There's nothing left here." Warrick said.

"Well what else do we have to go on?" Grissom said.

"Well she had to get around somehow, what about a car?" Warrick suggested.

"I'll have Brass check about any means of transportation." Grissom said.

It was getting late and they'd finished collecting evidence so they headed back to them lab.

"What are doing after work?" Nick said in the locker room to Sara.

"Uh, I'm going out."

"Want to go out with me?" Nick said.

"No, I've got some things I need to do."

"Oh, okay." Nick said disappointed.

"I'll walk you out." She said to him.

"I'll see you tonight." He said leaning in for a hug and she pulled back.

It temporarily destroyed his ego but, what happened next boosted it. She cupped his face with her hands and lightly kissed him on the mouth.

"Sara" he said but, she had already left.