AN Thank you so much to piepretzelngreg, Aidrianna and alwayswrite05. I have fun trying to be both characters...hence the reason I'm wirting it from both of their points of view. I love it when people get so involved in what I've written...although right now not one of you is involved are you...you're just thinking, stop with the author's note Dream and let us read!

Well then...go to it.

Greg POV

"I don't get her!"

"I know you don't boss."

"What the hell does she want from me? She's the one who left for shit sakes!"

"You know how stubborn Sara can be Greg." Nick is constantly trying to make me feel better I mean I had to tell someone about Sara and he seemed like the obvious person to talk to.

I've talked about this so much lately I'm honestly surprised that Nick hasn't punched me yet. "She's not stubborn she's downright incorrigible." I grumbled.

Instead of being insightful Nick said, "Oh hello." Apparently he wasn't talking to me.

"You're a difficult man to track down." I heard Nick snicker but ignored him and looked up at the woman who had approached our table. Wow she was talking to me and I think I knew her.

"April?" I squinted. She had subbed in reception for a couple of weeks almost a month ago.

"May I?" She indicated the chair next to me, what was I gonna say no?

"Of course," I pulled it out for her and looked over at my friend who had a rather annoying smirk on his face.

"Hey, Nick is it?" She smiled at him.

He reached across the table and took her hand, "Nice to see you again April."

"I hope I wasn't interrupting anything." She said just as the waitress came over, "Coffee please." She smiled then rolled her eyes, "This stuff tastes like swill but its caffeine."

"There's this place down the strip that has some of the best coffee I've ever tasted." I said and put a casual hand on the back of her chair for affect. I'm sick of waiting for Sara Sidle to get a clue. You see that? That was me attempting to get over her, I'm not even going to start about how much I suck at that.

She leaned back a bit and looked up at me. Damn I have to admit, that's hot. "Really? I'd kill for a decent cup."

"Oh don't kill that just means more work for me." I grinned when she laughed and pretended not to notice Nick roll his eyes. "Would you like me to introduce the place to you before you become a homicidal maniac?"

She smiled at me in a way that let me know that's exactly what she had been after when she came over, "I'd love it."

"You shoulda seen him Rick; it was insane he was smooth as honey." I don't think our shift had even started that night and Nick was already filling Warrick in.

Warrick laughed, "Damn Greggo I didn't know you had it in you."

"What? Guts?" I asked.

"Nah, charm," He slapped me on the back as Nick laughed.

"Yeah, yeah you two are regular comedians." I tried to sound pissed but I have to admit I've always loved it when they tease me. It makes me feel like I really belong and you guessed it, I'm a sucker for belonging.

The three of us walked into the conference room where we were gonna have our shift meeting. Catherine and Sara stopped talking and looked over at us. Actually they both looked right at me. "What?" I asked flopping into a seat by the table.

"Nothing." They said at the same time.

"Oh it's gotta be serious." Warrick grabbed an apple and took a bite.

"Wanna share?" Nick asked.

"Not really." Sara said. If I had looked closely I would have actually noticed that she had been crying, but she'd stopped paying me any mind so long ago I'd trained myself to pretend I didn't notice, least of all care. It's rather disturbing when I know I'm lying to myself.

"It's a girl thing." Catherine said as Grissom walked in, "Sara and I want the triple at the Tangiers." She said before he even sat down.

Grissom eyed her for a moment then shrugged and handed her a folder, "Fine it's yours."

"Perfect." Catherine and Sara were gone before I could even process that Grissom had entered the room.

I watched them leave through the window and was shocked when Sara turned around and looked at me. What was that all about?

There was no time to think about it. I was working solo that night. A B&E, I forced myself to focus on the job and not think about that look in her eye. Why the fuck does she affect me so much?

I had set up the date with April that night and let her invite me to her place for a 'nightcap'. Part of me knew I was just trying to forget, but the other part of me just needed the reassurance that some women actually want me.