Author's Note: This chapter is quite emotional for Sara. The ending isn't the best but, it's not a really bad cliffhanger, like some of the ones to come are. On another note, I will try to get chapters up a little quicker but; the editing process takes a while. I'm almost done writing out the story. It will have a sequel which, I don't expect, to have much drama, as in life or death. I expect, in about one to two weeks, to start on the sequel. Don't forget to review. It only takes about 20 seconds and these chapters take around 20 minutes to an hour. : )

Warning – Part of this chapter is quite sad. If you think about the torture it is to Sara. Well read on and find out.

Grissom and Sara arrived at work a few minutes later only to have to go right back out on assignment. "There's been a break in an apartment complex."

When Grissom saw the address the look on his face had almost given it away.

"So where are we headed Grissom?" Sara said.

"Your apartment" Grissom replied.

Just then she realized something. She hadn't moved since her modeling career had began, surely they still had her files.

"I think I know who did this"

"Who?" Grissom asked.

"Whoever has been attacking these girls."

"Why do you say that?"

"Well they keep personal information on file such as name and residence." Just the she burst into tears. "I'll never even be safe in my own apartment." She cried.

"Why don't we, after the shift, go out and buy you some new clothes and any other things you may need until this investigation is over and you can stay at may place"

"That's sounds good to me." Sara said.

She secretly liked this; she wanted to "live" with him.

Going inside was the hardest part for her. Her most precious items were gone and most everything else was ruined. She then ran to the kitchen to see if her picture of her and her old best friend from the modeling agency was still there but it too had been destroyed. She then opened the refrigerator and inside was an envelope with a note.

"Grissom, I found something"

"Yes Sara."

"Well in the refrigerator I found this note in an envelope."

"Well dust for prints on the envelope and then read the note."

She quickly fingerprinted it and read the note inside.

"You could have been something great. You are beautiful and talented. You just couldn't do anything right you kept screwing up. If you had of lost just five more pounds it would have made both me and you a ton of money. $1 million per show and photo shoot. I had 3 set up. That would have been 3 million dollars."

As Sara read the note she started crying.

"Sara, is it the note?"

"Yea"

"Want to go outside and talk about it? I'll call Catherine and Warrick over to pick up where we left off."

"Thanks" So Grissom got on his phone and called Catherine and Warrick down to the scene and filled them in on what was happening.

"We'll be right there Gris." Catherine assured him.

Then he and Sara walked down to the little park they had near the apartments.

"Would you like to tell me what the note said or is there something I need to know first?"

"Well when I was in college I did some modeling to pay for my tuition, and one day I was looking through the paper and found the P & P agency. Right away they signed me on. This guy, named Mark and his twin brother Pete, was the one who arranged everything for me. Fittings, photo shoots, shows things like that. For a while everything was great I wasn't near the top but I wasn't struggling like some of these models. Then I started going up, I became what they call "high demand". That's when he decided to break out the words "You have a fitting in a week I expect you to have lost five pounds". No problem in a week I had gone down 5 pounds but, soon it became ridiculous. I was 5'7 and he wanted me down to 100 pounds. I didn't have a problem with 120 but then it started becoming a struggle. I was making good money but I looked horrible. My skin had lost all of its natural color my nails cracked and broke all the time my hair was thinning. But I kept going, it was like a compulsion. I couldn't quit because I had become accustom to living well. I had my own apartment, my own brand new car. I had it all. One day I can in for my fitting before a big show they first measured then weighed. I was only 110 pounds. I had no muscle I had all fat but very little. I couldn't even bare to look at myself in the mirror. After the fitting he told me that the show was in one week and I was not to dare gain even an ounce after the show there would be another fitting and I was to have lost another 5 pounds."

Sara was now crying very hard so much so Grissom couldn't even handle it.

"When the show came around I was so wasted that I fell over on the runway. Then the next fitting came along I had lost the five pounds that he had asked me to. At this point I could barely walk much less do another show. He gave me the same lose five pounds before the next fitting and don't dare gain an ounce speech. By the time the show came around I was so screwed up I could barely walk and was blacking out more and more frequently. On the runway I kept my body stiff to try not to fall again. Soon the next fitting came along and I was down the 100 pounds he once wanted me at. I was now nothing but a pile of bones. This time it was a photo shoot. I was glad this time I wouldn't have to walk around much. Then again he told me to drop another five pounds. This was the last straw I couldn't do it. I wanted to be in vogue badly but it wasn't worth it so I went through hell with my bosses and agency. I was near getting fired when I first tried to kill myself but I don't want to talk about that right now."

Grissom then understood why she destroyed all the photos she had of her during her modeling career.

"Don't worry Sara; no matter what you go through I'll always be here to lend you a hand to pick you back up and a shoulder to cry on."

Then after they finished talking he went back to the lab to give the evidence to Greg and to take Sara shopping for some clothes to replace was destroyed and to get her anything else she needed.

"Grissom, I just want to thank you for doing all this for me. It really means a lot to me."

"No problem Sara. I do it because I want the best for you and only the best."

She didn't finish shopping that night but got enough to get her by for a week or two. He then drove her to his house and helped her put her things away. While he was helping her she had fallen asleep in her bed so he decided to just to sleep in there for the night just so he could be close to her. He was comforted by the beat of her heart, by the pulse of blood running through her veins.

The morning she awoke to was different. She didn't smell warm food nor did she feel Grissom beside her. She had a bad feeling he was gone. But why would he just up and leave like that? So she looked around to make sure he wasn't around the house somewhere. He did that a lot. If something caught his attention he'd go check it out but, if he was to leave he would have told her. So she decided it'd be best to call his cell; he always had it on. Three rings and he still hadn't answered something was up, she became even more worried when she got his answering machine. This was unusual for Grissom, she thought.

"Hello, Catherine?"

"Yes Sara"

"Has Grissom been in today"

"Yea, I told him to go investigate the break in at that apartment. Why?"

"Well when I woke up he'd already made my breakfast and was gone"

"I called him in early because we got a new lead, oh and I need to talk to you so can you come here ASAP, don't worry your not in trouble". Sara hopped in her car and drove off to the lab.

"Yes, Cath?"

"Well the hint we got was you telling him about the modeling agency."

"He told you about that?"

"Not all of it he told me he couldn't go into the personal details that concerned you, all he told me was how deathly skinny they wanted you and that they put pressure on you to do so and get plastic surgery and also about you quitting."

"Oh ok."

"Hey, Sara what's going on between you and Grissom?"

"Well after I broke down he started taking care of me and I saw a side of him I've never seen before"

"So your staying at his house permanently now?"

"Not exactly but I wouldn't object to it"

"Well I know this is personal and you don't have to say anything but, have you to, you know, slept together yet?"

"Yes, but not like you think; it's just a simple I crawl in bed and put my arm around him"

"So how far have you two gotten?"

"Well the closest thing to making out was when I quoted myself from a previous case and said "Pin me down" but it was only a kiss"

"Oh, sorry I'm asking all these personal questions I've just always seen you two as a couple and I thought it'd never happen. I even liked him once, still do a little but he's yours and I, well, I like Warrick."

"He's pretty hot; you two would look good." Sara admitted.

She left the Catherine's office and went off in search of possible answers. She held out hope that'd he be okay, untouched and unharmed. This thought showed just how little she knew of this man's capabilities.