A/N: So, just for you to know, English isn't my first language, and they are not mine… yet:P

The words "like this" are what the character is thinking. So, let me know what you "think".

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Fresh Start

Chapter three

After running as if the demon it self was chasing him, Grissom was still at the parking lot, he really didn't know why but there he was, something was stopping him from going home, something he would soon figure out, soon. As he went throw the radio stations, he saw Sara going out of the store with, well, a lot of bags, he had no idea whether to ask her or not to help her, to put his manners over his heart or not.

So as Grissom decided, he drove near Sara, leaving some space so she wouldn't think she was actually being followed. They had walked like two blocks when a cop stopped Sara, everything was fine until he saw that Sara wanted to leave and the cop didn't let her, and Grissom immediately walked to her when he saw the cop trying to grab a bag to "help her on her way home" as he heard.

"Hey there, any problem Sara?" he said as he got between the cop and her, the cop immediately kept his distance and gave Grissom a very nervous look. "No sir, I was telling the lady to be careful with her things, she almost dropped a bag" the cop answer before Sara could open her mouth. And there was Grissom, saving her from the bad guys, always appearing to rescue her when she needed to be rescue. "Well, have a nice day, lady, sir" the policeman said as he walked away, leaving Sara and Grissom in the middle of the street.

As the cop left a breeze of ice cold wind hit the city, Las Vegas wasn't a very windy place but when those breezes hit town it meant that something wasn't going right. Neither of them spoke though, they were just standing there, Sara's shopping bags on the middle of the street, Grissom keys making noise.

"I'll give you a ride" – Grissom said from nowhere, not even looking at her

"Thanks" - she answered and followed him to he black Tahoe next to them

Once they were in the safety of the car, rain began to fall, it wasn't a big deal but as they were a little far from the building it was more then probable that Sara would have ended quite wet.

"Thanks" – Sara started when they had pass a few blocks – "For helping me a while ago" – she continued and Grissom turned his face towards her.

"I was really loosing my temper" – why was it so hard to him to say your welcome – "Don't worry" – he answered, plain as always and kept driving.

They soon got in the building's parking lot, Sara got all her stuff on a little shopping car and Grissom carried his own bags. They got in the elevator and once they had reached Sara's stop she thanked him for the ride and then entered her apartment along with her stuff.

The rest of the day passed slowly, it was raining so hard outside that Grissom wasn't able to get this usual jog around the golf club, on the other hand, it was kind of weird to have so much time for himself; that was why he jogged, to get busy, now he was at his apartment and had a lot of paperwork he couldn't concentrate on. He was sitting in front of his laptop and for some strange reason, everything he did or though remembered him of Sara.

"That girl, she arrived what, two days ago and she's already driving me crazy" he thought, as he already knew that his was doing no paperwork for the day, he was going throw some old pictures he had on his computer. To his amazement, he found a picture in which he appeared with an arm resting on Sara's shoulder and surrounded by the rest of the team, they looked happy, he remembered being happy that day, everything was going fine, his friendship with Sara, his friendship with Nick, Warrick, Greg, Cath, with everyone.

But those were old times, times that may have been the greatest times in the last few years, but they were gone, and he wasn't the type of guy who cried over spilled milk, so he, once again, decided to move on and avoid getting hurt again. But wait, that was him, right? He was the guy who kept his barriers up when someone tried to reach him, the guy who built a fort around his heart so no one could break it, "No one except a girl, Geez! I have to stop thinking like that or I'll only get hurt again!"

"You sucked big time Sidle" she continued telling her self while putting away the groceries, it was 10:30 am and she had nothing to do but punish herself for being so lame. But she wasn't lame, the cop was about to receive a big punch on the nose, but Grissom appeared, and thanks God Grissom appeared, otherwise she would be in jail for attacking and officer, "an officer who was trying to hit on you" but an officer after all.

At 11:00 am Sara was done with her "let's organize the kitchen" phase, so she went to her room, yeap, her "Brand new room", she started unpacking and as she organized her guard rope she remembered the events form the last day, her first day back in Vegas, she had so much to tell and thing an it wasn't just about Grissom, and she hadn't realized how much she missed the guys but after talking to them at work.

At 12:24 pm, Sara was staring at the Golf club from her room, she would have preferred the balcony but it was still raining, as she looked down, she recognized Cath's blue Tahoe "what is she doing here?" she though as Cath got in the building, it seemed to her that she had visited the building more than a few times, as the security guard knew her, so, to fit her curiosity she pressed the button to call the elevator and waited for her.