A/N thanks to any one who reviewed and I didn't reply to

"Sara, would you care to explain why you're covered in green powder?" Asked Catherine trying to wipe it off like a mother would, by licking her fingers and rubbing them down the side of Sara's face.

"Mom, leave me alone," whined Sara, slapping Cath's hand away.

"Mom! I'm no where near old enough! Don't talk to me like that, missy."

"Missy?" Questioned Warrick as Sara stuck her tongue out.

"It's what I call Lindsey. Oh, when did I become the mother of the group?" She sighed. "Sara, put your tongue away or Grissom will come along and cut it off for one of his experiments."

"My head hurts. Why was I in the morgue?" Sara added, seeming to have a moment of clarity. She was acting slightly different – now more drunk than she was high as slowly her senses went back to normal.

"Trouble," said Warrick as he saw Hodges approaching them.

"Sara, that's an interesting fashion statement," commented Hodges at her green mess.

"Like you know anything about fashion."

"I happen to be considered very fashionable."

"By what, your guide dog?" Sara laughed, as Catherine choked back a snigger.

"You know, all you lot ever do is put me down. Would it kill you to pay a compliment?"

"I can compliment! Just thirty two and a half hours ago I told Archie I liked his shirt," babbled Sara, as Catherine desperately tried to distract Hodges by waving her arms around – an action that was causing her to look more insane than Sara.

"You're quite attractive for a geek," smiled Sara, as Catherine's eyebrows shot up her head so fast they threatened to fly off the top.

"What the….." Hodges was actually lost for words.

Suddenly Sara's body went limp and Warrick and Cath had to grab her arms and almost lift her to support her as she verged on passing out.

"Um, is she ok?" asked Hodges, looking slightly worried.

"This is what happens when people compliment you," smiled Cath.

"Heat's getting to her, we'll take her for some fresh air," added Warrick, dragging Sara out the room and into the corridor. Cath now had one side and Warrick the other, as Sara's legs dangled uselessly behind her.

"Now Grissom's an attractive geek; I just want to rip his shirt off and throw him over his desk then…."

"I think that's enough show and tell for today," Cath said abruptly, cutting her off.

"He's got a nice bum," grinned Sara, swaying slightly in their grasp.

"Really?" Replied Cath, taken back as Warrick just stared, trying not to get drawn into the conversation.

"He bends down all the time," smiled Sara, waving her arms in their grasp. "I know you look at Warrick's; who shines a flashlight at someone's bum?" She giggled as Cath turned red. "Can you keep a secret?" Sara practically shouted at Cath, who just looked at Warrick, her eyebrow raised face red. "I've got a teddy bear I call Gilbert and I kiss it good night."

That was it. Cath looked about ready to wet herself as she almost lost her grasp on Sara, whilst Warrick's face broke into a huge grin.

"We watch SpongeBob SquarePants together," said Sara in all seriousness, causing Cath to drop one side of her and fall over with laughter. "Hey! You dance to Brittany Spears in the kitchen!" Sara shouted, some part of her rational brain telling her she had just embarrassed herself. "Lindsey told me," she added, waving her arms and flailing against Warrick who was now laughing hard. "Everyone thinks I sit at home listening to the scanner, and I do, but I watch SpongeBob as well. I like Patrick," announced Sara completely losing her balance and falling onto the floor.

Warrick was slightly startled. Everyone had their distractions – family, playing the piano, riding roller coasters – but he'd never have guessed Sara's was a yellow sponge.

"We should put some music on. Warrick, go get your Kelly Clarkson CD," laughed Sara, sitting up and trying to cross her legs.

"I don't have one," replied Warrick a bit too quickly.

"I saw it in your car," replied Sara pouting. "My head hurts," she added, rubbing at it as if she was trying to rub it off.

"Let's get her inside somewhere," suggested Cath, having calmed down. "Grew up in a small town and when the rain would fall down," she sang, not missing out on the opportunity to wind Warrick up.

"Don't."

"I'll spread my wings and I'll learn how to fly…"

"Oh, and what's this about flashlights?" questioned Warrick, quickly getting Cath to shut up. "Let's hope she doesn't remember this discussion."

"Throwing Grissom across the table? I knew she liked him, but not that much."

"That was definitely too much information," added Warrick, having to lift Sara to get her to move. Not which she weighed that much, despite the fact she was hanging limp in his arms.

"Why are you holding me?" Sara asked suddenly. "Everything's moving," she added, falling towards Warrick who simply picked her up, her legs hanging over his arms, and carried her into the nearest room while Cath shut the blinds and door.

"Why's everything so bright?" Sara moaned, bringing her shaking hand up to her head. "Did I just tell Hodges he was attractive or am I hallucinating? What's going on…" she mumbled from where Warrick had sat her down.

"Sara, there was, well… an incident," said Cath, wondering what to say next.

"Oh my…………..I'm high," said Sara, shutting her eyes and bringing her legs up to her head hiding herself and rocking slightly. "No, this is a dream – a nightmare…"

"Sara, it's ok. You weren't responsible for anything you did or said," reassured Cath.

"I feel like crap," came Sara's muffled voice, "and I think I did something to Ecklie's office," she added, slightly proud. "He's going to fire me."

"He doesn't know; no one does. Well, Al does, but he's not going to tell anyone. Oh, and Brass knows, and I'm guessing that officer, but he's not going to be shouting from the roof tops. From what I hear he was licking Brass's car seat," smirked Cath.

"You don't want to know what I was doing… stop moving…"

"Sara, you're the one that's moving, not me," said Cath as Sara rocked rather violently from side to side.

Sara was sat shaking; her hands and legs were uncontrollable. She was shaking so much Catherine half expected her to fall off the chair.

"Don't tell anyone," said Sara, her voice also shaky.

"None of this is your fault," reassured Cath, pushing Sara's hair out her eyes.

"I tried to free Grissom's foetal pigs," said Sara, throwing her head forwards onto her shaking hands, "I tied Warrick to chair and I moved Ecklie's room."

"Well I don't think anyone will care about Ecklie, and Warrick seemed to enjoy his bondage," smiled Cath.

"Oh my god, I told Grissom I love him," said Sara, her wide eyes making Cath smirk.

"Don't worry; he'll just pretend he never heard. Now, I would suggest aspirin but I don't know what effect that will have at the minute. I'll get you some water," said Cath, patting Sara on the back as she got up.

"I'm thirsty," added Sara, sounding like a sulking child.

"We'll get you something and make sure Hodges isn't telling people about the incident," added Cath.

"Incident…oh," sighed Sara, who soon found herself left alone after been reminded several times to stay put. She wanted to explain what happened but she knew she'd be too embarrassed to say it, so decided to write it down. She managed to find a black marker but not any paper, so she decided just to write it on the table. Only the explanation was longer than the table so she had to start using the walls.

TBC ………………………..