After Sara left Greg realized he was so extremely tired. He had quite a while to get some sleep so just hopped right into bed. Before he fell asleep he was thinking about what he said to Sara. He didn't feel too bad, she was the one who started everything- not me. She's the one who can't make up her mind and goes back and forth between guys. Why should I feel bad?

Greg got a few hours of sleep before his cell phone going off awaked him.

"I hate whoever this is right now," he mumbled into his phone without even bothering to open his eyes yet.

"Well I love you too Greggo." He heard on the other end.

"Catherine, why are you calling me?" He asked still half asleep.

"Greg, I need help on this case I'm working. Normally I'd just suck it up and handle it, but it's way too much to handle and everyone else is swamped with their own cases and-"

"Catherine, Cath, calm down. I'll be there in 30 minutes. Don't ever feel like you can't come to me for help Catherine. I'll see you soon. Bye." He said hanging up the phone. He got a quick shower and headed off to his car. He was thinking about why Catherine wouldn't want to come to him for help. He'd come to her for so much already. It just didn't make sense to him.

He pulled up the lab and got out. He walked straight into the lab and where Catherine usually works. He saw her staring at a bed sheet with a magnifying glass in her hand.

"What can I do to assist the one in need?" He asked stepping in.

"There you are! I can't thank you enough Greg." She said looking up.

"Don't worry about it Catherine, what's the case?" He said walking over next to her.

"A 8-year old child was raped and killed in her bed sleep. DNA is still processing the seminal fluids, which is the only real piece of evidence in that crime scene. It was almost like she was placed there." She told him looking back at the sheet.

"Maybe she was? Did you look at the other bedrooms? Any where else in the house she would likely get raped?" He asked.

"I collected the bed sheets from the parent's bedroom but haven't looked at them yet." She said turning around getting the other sheet while Greg pushed the other aside. Catherine folded out the sheet for examination. Greg saw something, got gloves on and took the magnifying glass.

"Do you have the ASL?" Greg asked.

"Yeah, here." She said getting it for him and than shutting the lights. Greg turned it on and passed it over the sheets. "There we go." He said while Catherine handed him a swab. He took the sample and said, "This could just be from the parents having sex, but it looks fresh. I mean what parents has sex after their child is murdered?"

"Bad ones," Catherine said looking at him.

They put in the semen in DNA and processed other evidence. They got a few more things to help them and everything was pointing to the father. Catherine was getting uneasy with things and Greg took noticed.

"Catherine why don't we take a coffee break?"

"I don't Greg, we should really keep at the case." Catherine asked not bothering to look up from what she was working on.

"Catherine you need it," He said taking his hand under her chin to make her look up at him. He than grabbed her hand and pulled her into the break room that was deserted besides them. Greg got two cups and poured some coffee into them while Catherine grabbed a seat. Greg walked over and handed her one with a smile on his face and said, "Here you go, Cath."

Smiling back at him with gratitude said, "Thanks Greg."

Greg than took a seat next to her and took a sip of his drink before asking her, "Hey, Catherine, are you alright with this case?"

"Yeah I'm fine Greg why do you ask?" Catherine said.

"So you're trying to tell me this isn't hitting home with you?"

"Greg…"

"Catherine I know it is, otherwise you wouldn't have called me for help. I know you can handle any case. You could handle this one, but I'm thinking these kind of cases are your weakness." Greg said in between sips of his coffee.

"It's not a matter of weakness but a matter of how I'd feel if that happened to my daughter. I wouldn't be able to handle it." Catherine said.

"Why were you so hesitant towards calling me for help, Catherine? You've helped me so much recently I'm surprised you couldn't come to me easily with that whole Sara thing."

"Greg, I didn't mean to hurt you. I'm just the kind of person who doesn't like receiving help unless I absolutely need it. Greg, don't look too into it please." Catherine said grabbing his hand.

"Catherine, I just don't understand why you don't get that you can come to me for anything- anything."

"I know that Greg and thank you," She said hugging him. "Now let's get back to work." They threw away their empty cups and went back to work.

Sara went home to Nick leaving her a message that they should do dinner. She called him back and they decided to go out to fancy restaurant. After she got off the phone she got in the shower and started to get ready. 5 o'clock soon rolled around and Sara wasn't ready yet, she had just got her hair finished with when she was deciding on what to wear when she hear a knock on her door. Still in a towel she nervously answered the door. She stood there in a towel while Nick on the other side of her in dressy clothes looking handsome.

Laughing Nick said, "I guess someone's been waiting for me to come. Look's like you've been ready for hours, I'm sorry to keep you waiting." He than kissed her before she could playful smack him.

"Well this is what you get for making me wait," she said deepened the kiss a little more.

"So are you going like that or changing? I'm happy either way." Nick said finally breaking apart but still holding on to her.

"If you let go of me I'll go change," She said looking up at him.

"As much as I'd rather hold on to you I think you better go change if we don't wanna be late." Nick said finally letting go of her.

Sara ran down the hall into her bedroom and shut the door. A few minutes later she came out in this black dress that fitted her perfectly while showing everything that needed to be shown and ended above the knees. Nick stood staring at her and how amazing she looked.

"Let's go," she said grabbing her bag.

"Alright," He said following her but still staring at her in awe. "Tonight should be good," Nick thought to himself.