Sara drove to work the next day. She walked inside without saying a word, going straight to the break room and getting a cup of coffee. She was wearing a long-sleeved shirt again, which Catherine quickly noticed. Catherine walked up to her. "Hey," she said sitting down next to her.

"Hey," Sara said sipping her coffee. "What's up?" Catherine asked her. "Nothing," Sara replied, trying to avoid conversation. "Is anything wrong?" Catherine asked. "No, nothing," she said putting the coffee down. She stood up and walked out of the break room to the locker room. She sat down on the bench holding her head in her hands. Catherine followed her.

"Sara, if something's wrong, you can tell me, believe me, I've heard it all," she said sitting next to her. "Nothing's wrong," Sara said not looking up. "…Sara," she said sighing. "Are you having a little trouble with your relationship with that guy?" she asked her. Sara quickly looked up. "N-No, of course not!" she said standing up and walking out. Catherine sighed as she headed out of the locker room.

"Okay, so, we've got fibers at the scene and fingerprints," Catherine said going over the evidence they had so far in one of the lab workspaces. Sara just nodded. "We ran the prints through AFIS, and they kicked out a name. "Hugh Fresco," she said looking at the man's file. "He's got a record- drug dealing and several DUI," she told Sara handing her the file. Sara looked at the man's file and nodded. "It looks like we have our guy," Sara said. "When was he released from prison?" "Two days ago," Catherine told her. "Well, that's long enough for him to be our killer," she said putting the file down.

"I'll call Brass; have him bring the guy in and get a warrant to search the guy's house," Sara said walking out of the lab. Catherine knew the case was about to be over, and she wanted to ask Sara what was wrong with her, but she decided to wait until the case was over.

Brass brought the guy into interrogation after Sara and Catherine searched his house. They found a gun, which had just been cleaned, and blood stained towels with the victim's blood on them. The guy was arrested- he had no alibi. After the case, Sara walked out of the interrogation room to find Jake walking over to her quickly.

"Where have you been?" he said a bit angrily. "I told you I was busy today," Sara said backing up a bit. "You were supposed to be home!" he said grabbing her shoulders. "I'm sorry," she said looking up at him. "Sorry isn't good enough!" he said grabbing her wrists. Sara winced as he did this and Catherine saw this as she walked out. "Hey!" she said walking over to the guy. "Leave her alone," she told him, pushing him away from Sara. He just looked at Catherine and muttered to himself walking off. Sara quickly walked off, but Catherine stopped her.

"Sara," she said stepping in front of her. "What?" Sara asked, looking up at her. "That guy isn't good for you," she told her. "He hurt you." "I'm fine," Sara told her. "He was right, I should've come home when I said I would," she said stepping around Sara. "Sara, stop," she said blocking her path. She went into an empty room with Sara and grabbed her arm, pulling up her sleeves. When she pulled up the sleeves, Sara's wrists were revealed- they were badly bruised and as she lifted the rest of her sleeve up, so were her arms.

"Sara…" she said looking at the bruises. "I'm okay," she said shaky. "Sara, believe me…I know how this feels," she told her, putting a hand on her shoulder. Sara tried to hold back the tears, but she couldn't. Catherine grabbed a wetted rag and went over Sara's face. When she stopped, she found that she had removed a thick layer of make-up, revealing a large bruise under her eye. "Sara…" she said looking at it.

Sara couldn't help it any more and started crying. Catherine hugged her. "It's okay, Sara," she said with tears forming in her eyes. "It's okay…I'll help you," she told her.

TBC…