"Well, hello Sara darling. How have you been?" He said bitterly pushing past her and sitting on her couch.

"Get out." She demanded.

"Why did you have your boss over? Are you with him? Did you really get over me that fast?"

"That's none of your damn business. Get out."

"You know, because someone told the people I work with about you and how I cheated I've lost the respect I had."

"Well that's your problem. You cheated on me."

"Shut up. Now they all hate me and won't even speak to me. And I think I'm going to blame you for that one. Because of what you said I have no work. Thanks a lot. God, you whore. This is all your fault."

He was enraged and Sara could see it. He stood up and walked towards her. She became very scared. Just the look in his cold glassy eyes was terrifying. She tried to back up but couldn't go far because the door was right behind her. She was hoping Grissom would actually come home soon.

"Aww, look at little Sara. Are you scared?" He was horrifying.

"Please leave."

"Nah, I'm having too much fun with you." He grabbed her by the neck and started closing her air- way. He was strangling her and he was laughing. After a few more seconds he threw her on the floor and started towards her. She was too weak to fight back as he punched her in the jaw. She cried out in pain.

"Stop!" she begged.

"What, you don't know what it feels like to get punched? Well let me give you another lesson." He made a fist and she shut her eyes ready for the pain in her face but he punched her in the stomach instead. She took in a quick, deep breath. Where are you Grissom?

On his way back to Sara's place he noticed it. That same stupid sports car he had seen Brian get into. Panic filled Grissom's body. Oh lord; please don't tell me he is up there. That son of a bitch. If he lays one hand on her, I'll kill him myself.

He started making a run for Sara's apartment. On his way up the stairs he pulled out his cell phone and clicked the first speed dial button.

"Brass? It's Grissom. I need you to bring some guys to Sara's house and the paramedics. Please hurry."

"Oh my god. Is she alright?"

"Just Hurry." He hung up and continued up the steps. Sara honey, I'm coming.

"Oh no! Did you hurt your hand Sara?" Brian asked bitterly grabbing her bloodied hand that was cut from the glass. He through it back down and picked her up to her feet. He grabbed her head and made her look at him.

"Sara, you don't look so good. Let me make you feel better." He brought her face to his and began kissing her. She tried so hard to look away but he held her face firmly. He forcefully leaned her into the island in her kitchen and started undoing her top. She was hitting him with her arms but he didn't seem to feel it.

"Don't worry Sara. I'll make it better." He continued slowly undressing her.

Oh god. Grissom, where are you? I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you. Please come. I'm sorry. I love you!