AN: Don't own anyone but Fate. Also all the scientific stuff is mostly wrong, so don't knock me for it. And as always I love the reviews!

"What?" Greg asked Brass shocked. Before Brass could answer him Catherine's phone went off.

"Willows," Catherine said into her phone. "Really? All right…. We got a hit off some stuff from the crime scene… A Fate Copeper… What? Are you sure? All right well thank you… I'll meet you there… Bye Warrick," and hung up. She looked at Greg with shock. "You know Fate?" She asked.

"She's my girlfriend," Greg admitted to the floor since he couldn't look at anyone.

She wouldn't do this she isn't like that. She'd never hurt anyone she's harmless- really. He thought to himself.

"Girlfriend?" Catherine echoed. Brass was just staring at Greg. Greg finally looked up to see them with this kind of look that said in a way 'don't touch me.'

"I'm going to talk to her," Greg said getting up.

"I'm coming with you Greg," Brass said following him out the door. Before he walked out the door he turned to Catherine and asked, "You coming to see the show?"

"No, I'm going to go see Sara with Warrick," and he walked out.

"You go in and see her yet?" Catherine asked finding Warrick walking down the hallway of Sara's room.

"No not yet, I just got here myself. Wanna go in together?" Warrick asked Catherine.

"Yeah," she said as they both walked into her room. Sara sat up but when she realized how much pain that caused her she sat back down.

"Hey, don't be moving you should be resting," Catherine said sitting down next to her. Warrick sitting on the other side of her.

"I'm alright, really," Sara told them.

"Yeah with 3 stab wounds in your stomach you're A-OK," Warrick said to her.

"How's the case going?" Sara asked.

"We have a suspect," Warrick said.

"Who?" Sara asked a little egger. She wanted to know who did this to her.

"Uhh… I think you should to wait until we know for sure," Catherine said uneasy.

"Why won't you guys tell me?" Sara asked confused. They usually didn't have a problem telling her things like this and she had every right to know who they thought did this to her, to her.

"Because we don't want you to get your hopes up. The person will probably clear up," Catherine said.

"Sure," Sara said with a little attitude and looking forward at neither of them. Warrick and Catherine both took the hit and got up and left. Walking out Catherine looked like she was about to breakdown.

"Hey, hey, don't worry about her. She's just upset that we're not including her on the case. She'll be fine and so will you," Warrick said putting his hand on her shoulder.

"It's not just that. Shouldn't we be able to protect our own? Or ourselves? I mean I know I'm not always the best person towards Sara but still. I wouldn't wish the holes she has in her stomach for anyone," Catherine putting her hands to her hand and looking down.

"Catherine you can't blame yourself for this. We can't watch each other at all times and Sara can defend herself she was just caught off guard," Warrick said to Catherine now putting both hands on her shoulders and looking straight at her. Than engulfing her in a huge hug of comfort. They both liked being in each other's arms. It just felt nice. They've tried to go out a couple times but things kept getting in the way. Either work or something else came up.

"You know you still owe me that date," Catherine in his ear.

"After this is all over we'll go out, I promise. Come on, let's go back to the lab," Said keeping his arm over her shoulder only pulling her towards the parking lot.

Greg and Brass pulled up to Fate's house. Greg stared at it insecurely like he couldn't handle this. Brass asked him if he could do this and Greg said yes. Now they were walking up the front door and knocking. Everything's happening so fast, Greg thought to himself. Too fast. I can't handle this all.

Fate answered the door, Greg wished she didn't. Wished that she wasn't home and never would. He knew that something bad was going to come out of tonight.

"Hey Greg," Fate said warmly and gave him a quick kiss. "Who's this?" She said pointing to Brass.

"I'm Captain Brass, with the Police," Brass said for Greg.

"What does the police want with me?" Fate asked looking at Greg.

"Fate can we come in, we need to talk," Greg asked and she moved for them to walk in. They sat down followed by Fate.

"So what's this all about?" Fate asked after she sat down.

"Fate you know Sara right?" Greg asked not knowing were to begin. His life as been so chaotic in just one day from one accident.

"Yeah your co-worker right?" Fate asked innocently.

"Yeah her. She was stabbed last night walking home from when she left," Greg started.

"I'm sorry to hear that, I know you cared for her. But what does that have to do with me?"

"See there was this paint chip on the fence by the exit that had a distinctive make-up. We also found some tire tracks. You have a sliver Maxima right?" Greg asked.

"You know I do, but so do a lot of other people," Fate said.

"Yeah but not a lot of people had the car be red, than painted white and now painted sliver?" Greg asked.

"So?" Fate asked.

"We also found a black silk thread that's commonly used in skirts. Fate you were wearing a black silk skirt last night," Greg told her.

"So do a lot of women," Fate said not liking Greg like this.

"Where did you go when you left me at the restaurant last night Fate?" Greg asked.

"I don't like where this is going. I want a layer."