Disclaimer: All characters belong to Anthony E. Zuicker, etc, and certainly not to me

Author's note Well, I felt an urge to actually work on this story again, so here's chapter three, after what, a seven month wait? Sorry about that, but I haven't been writing much fanfiction at all recently, because I've had a complete block on all my current fics and no decent ideas for any new ones to start.

Part II: Well, I wrote THAT part of the note about 3 months ago ; Oh well, I got to finishing this chapter eventually.

CHAPTER 3

Sara steeled herself and strode into the break room, determined to get what she had to say out before she lost her nerve. She had been trying to psych herself up the entire shift, and it really wasn't working very well. So, she was going to tell Catherine now that she was going to give the classes a try. If she waited until she was really ready, she was never going to do it.

"I've decided to give it a go," she blurted.

Catherine looked up from her cup of coffee and stared at her colleague in puzzlement. "Er…that's nice to know Sara," she said, blinking, "Now, what exactly is it you've decided to give a go?"

Catherine was incredibly confused. It wasn't often that Sara sounded that nervous. Was she giving a relationship with someone a go? Oh, god! It was Grissom! It had to be! Why hadn't she read the signs right? She had thought that Gris and Sara were more or less happy with things the way they were, with friendship. It would appear she had been wrong!

"You know Sara, you really don't want to rush into this sort of relationship," she counselled. Catherine wasn't at all sure that Gil and Sara were right for each other, and with them being two of her friends; she didn't want to see them hurt if things turned bad.

Now it was Sara's turn to be confused. "What relationship?" she asked, "You know I'm single at the moment!"

"So, you aren't planning to ask Grissom out?" Catherine asked, in some relief.

"What? No!" Sara yelped. Where on Earth had Cath got that idea? She and Grissom were just friends. Going out with him would be just plain weird!

"Oh…well, what were you talking about then?" Catherine asked, her confusion returning in full.

"Your pole-dancing lessons," Sara explained, "Remember, you invited me to give it a try."

"Right! I'd completely forgotten about that," Catherine said, rather sheepishly. Jumping to conclusions really wasn't the best of ideas. How many times had Grissom told her that? But why was Sara deciding she did want to give the lessons a go? She had claimed that the nightmares had cleared up, and that she was fine. Catherine hadn't been entirely sure that she believed her, but decided to give Sara the benefit of the doubt and drop the subject. For Sara to actually be considering pole- dancing, that made it seem like there was something seriously wrong going on.

"The nightmares are back, aren't they?" she asked in concern.

Sara shook her head. "No, they're not back. They never went away. But they're getting worse and worse."

"Oh, Sara," Catherine sighed, "Why didn't you come and talk to me, or one of the others? We've all been through it. We can try to help you out a little."

"I didn't want you guys to have to worry about me," Sara told her, "I know you've all got lives and problems of your own, without adding mine to the mix."

"Well, at least you're trying to do something about it now," Catherine replied, "But I wish you would have come to someone before now. Surely you can tell that these nightmares are having an adverse effect on your work? The longer you leave them, the worse they'll get!"

Sara was aware of all that. And hey, it was a large part of the reason why she was going to try out something that she'd never have considered before experiencing these nightmares. Sara Sidle, pole- dancer was a very scary thought. But these nightmares were just so much worse. She thought that she would try pretty much anything, if only they'd go away and let her get some sleep.

"God, Cath." She smiled, trying to lighten the room a little, "that last bit was pure Grissom! You channelling him or something?"

With impeccable timing as usual, Grissom chose that moment to walk into the break room in search of them. He blinked at them.

"Who's channelling me?" he asked, a little confused as to what on earth the females of his team could be talking about.

"Don't worry Gris," Sara told him. Sometimes his timing was a pain, but this time it had worked in her favour. He'd cut off Catherine in the middle of lecture mode. And presumably his presence meant that a case had come up for them to work. Not that that was a good thing, since it generally meant something bad had befallen someone. But she just didn't feel prepared for Catherine to be annoyed with her for not being open. It was hard to vocalise what these nightmares were like, even to someone who had probably experienced similar ones.

"Well, okay then," he said, still confused, "If we're not discussing anything important then let's get going. These cases aren't going to process themselves, people. How about we get at trying to lower the level of unsolved crime in this place a little."

He winked at Catherine, "Although, maybe we should start with whom other than us has been taking Greg's coffee. There was none of the good stuff left today. We have a thief among us!"

Sara smiled, "Or possibly he just finally figured out that we're all using his supply, and left an empty packet so that we don't think to go searching any place else because we think it's all gone!"

Grissom was definitely in a not-so-bad mood today, if he was joking with them. Maybe something good had happened to him. Well, good for him! He deserved some good times once in a while! He was a great boss, always there for any of them. And without his help, she would have broken down countless times.

Maybe she should talk with him about the problems of her nightmares as well, see if he agreed on Catherine's method of taking up a hobby. Although, somehow she doubted he would suggest what she was going to try!

It could certainly be an interesting conversation if she managed to work that into it…

Authors note: Well, short chapter again it is! But hey, any update has to be better than none, right? I'm on a fic-kick at the moment and I found this chap half-done so I thought I'd finish it. Please review if anyone thinks this story is worth me continuing, since I have so many going I need to choose some to concentrate on and I'm wavering between whether to include this one of that list or not.