"So where exactly is this place we're looking for?" Sara asked.
"Well it's just a few blocks down from the strip" Catherine replied.
When they got there Sara shied away and tensed up. "What's wrong, Sara?" Nick asked.
"Well this place is familiar. Too familiar."
"How's that?"
"Well I used to do modeling and this is where I came."
As soon as Nick heard that he thought of the three girls who we're raped and murdered. The connection, they all were models. He targeted models, though it could be more than one person. He pulled out his cell phone stepped back and called Brass.
"Hello." "Hi, Nick" Brass said.
"What do you need?"
"Well you know those two other girls who were raped and murdered? Well I have a connection; they were all models for this same agency. I think Sara was too because, as soon as she saw the place she stepped back and tensed up. Maybe she was a target too."
"Well I just hope we can nail this guy."
Then Nick went up to Catherine and told her what he had just told Brass.
"Hey, Sara" Catherine said sharply
"Yea, Cath."
"Were you once a model?"
"Yea, why?"
"Well we found a connection between all the victims."
"What is it?"
"They were all models and we think from this agency. Did you ever model for this agency?"
"Yea"
"Maybe you shouldn't work this case. We'll have Brass come pick you up and when you get back to the lab tell Grissom to pull you from this one".
A few minutes later Brass pulled up and picked Sara up to take her back to the lab. When she got back she ran in to tell Grissom who was studying the case notes.
"Hey, Gris."
"Yes Sara"
"Well Catherine told me it'd be best if I didn't work the case I'm on since it has a connection to my attack."
"And what's that?"
"Well all of the girls were once models for the P & P agency."
"Oh ok well I'll put you on my case then. Me and Warrick are about to go back to the crime scene so grab your kit"
"Ok. I'll get some coffee. Want some?"
"Sure. You know how I like it"
Then Sara walked off the make coffee and met up with Greg. "Hey Sara I got some prints off your wallet."
"It's not my case anymore. Nick found something that connected me to the case so I'm working with Grissom now."
"Does it have anything to do with your attack?" Greg whispered, cautiously since he knew it'd be a sensitive subject for her.
"Yea" Then she walked off to go and get some coffee for her and Grissom.
"Hey, Gris. I have your coffee."
"Thank you Sara. Whenever Warrick gets back we'll head out."
"Ok, well let's sit and relax for a minute."
So she got up from the chair in his office and went to go sit on the couch and he followed. He sat down right beside her and wrapped his arm around her and drew her in closer to him. After 15 minutes Warrick walked in.
"You two lovebirds ready?"
"Yea" they both said.
"Well let's go. By the way I'm driving." Warrick said.
As they were walking out to the car Sara got a phone call from Brass.
"Hello" Sara said, having an idea as to what he needed.
"Sara. We need you to try to identify your attacker."
"Ok. I didn't really get a good look but I'll try." Sara said, hanging and turning towards Warrick.
"Sorry guys Brass wants me to look at a line up but I won't be long."
As she walked in Grissom followed her. As she got to where they had the lineup she became nervous but, when she felt the warm gentle feeling of Grissom's hand grasping hers the fear went away. She looked through the lineup of guys then she remembered him being large not as in fat but like a body builder type with a scar on his elbow. As she looked through the guys she saw one who was the size of her attacker so she asked to see his elbow and sure enough it was him.
When she heard his name she nearly fainted. Back when she was a model he worked for her agent and was the one who really did all the work. He recruited the girls, set up the photo shoots, he even the measuring. The only thing he didn't do was pay for the events and clothes, the agent did that, but he was the one who drove her to her first suicide attempt.
He always would say "You're so pretty but you just need to lose at least 5 pounds" so she would then a few weeks later it was 5 more. When she told him she was leaving he got very angry, he would call her house and her cell phone. He even called some of her friends; he had become obsessed with her probably because, she was becoming a runway hit.
"That's him. Number 4"
"Ok thank you Sara".
"Thanks Grissom" Sara said as she slowly walked away from the line-up as if in a state of shock.
"No problem, it's just something you should do for someone you really care for" Grissom said as he turned and looked towards her.
Then they hopped into the car and Warrick drove down to the house where their victim was murdered.
"Ok, we are looking for something blunt, that the killer could have smashed our vic's head onto or with." Warrick said to Sara and Grissom.
"Well do you have any pictures of his head so I can get an idea as to what could have caused this" Sara said.
"Yea here you go" Warrick said handing the pictures to Sara.
She then headed toward the victim's bedroom, where he was found, and looked around. She walked around to the other side of the bed and tripped over something but, that wasn't her concern; something had hit her. What if it was under the bed? She looked all around and finally found a hair dryer, it matched the picture. So she bagged it and took it down to Grissom.
"I found what could have been used to hit him in the head" Sara said proudly.
"Well good work Sara, make sure to get it to Greg to process" Grissom said.
A couple of hours later they finished up and decided to head back in.
"Hey Sara, after work I'll drop you off at your house to get clothes and we'll go out to dinner at around 7" Grissom said to Sara as he saw her putting her stuff away in her locker
"Sound's good to me"
As Warrick overheard this he couldn't help but smile. Everyone wanted them to get together and now they were it made everyone feel good deep down inside, even Greg who was very jealous. Greg had liked Sara for awhile but knew she didn't have any feelings for him so he decided to just be friends and not go after her.