Disclaimer: I don't own any of CSI but I do own the names that are not familiar and the poem(s) later in the story.

Spoilers: Some for Season 6 in future or present chapters.

Summary: It's Valentines Day and Catherine gets a poem from an anonymous person.


"Hello," a familiar voice said through the telephone.

"Hey, Sam," Catherine said trying to slightly smile, "I got a message, you called earlier."

On the other line Sam smiled, "Yes. I see you did."

Silence was hears on the phone.

"I know that since you asked for the money for the ransom, I asked you to treat me like your father. I just wanted to treat you like my daughter and tell you Happy Valentines Day, Muggs."

Catherine felt another part of her father; daughter issues with Sam go away. But she still couldn't shake off the part about him being a murder.

"Thanks Sam, Happy Valentines Day to you too."

"Good Bye, Muggs."

They both sat in silence after the good byes before Catherine hung up her phone.

"Okay Catherine, not as painful as you thought," she thought as she ran her hand through her hair and took a deep breath, "Just one more to go. Just hope it will go the same way."

Sara walked into Catherine's office, "I got your page what's up."

"Sara, we uhh…. need to talk," Catherine started off, " I heard your conversation with Grissom earlier. I umm…know I should have been snooping in but what were you saying? You were jealous of me? There's nothing to be jealous about. I have a daughter who I see about 24 hours on a week. A father whom I don't trust and a nagging mother. Not to mention I let my sexuality cloud my judgment over men," Catherine's eyes were begging to water, no her hopes didn't come true, "I'm an ex-stripper, my ex-husband who left me is dead. I am miserable when it comes to dating men because something always happens. So what is it that you're exactly jealous about?" Tears were running out of her eyes. Catherine wanted an answer.

"What the hell is it that I have that she wants?" Catherine asked herself.

"Catherine, you have a family. A beautiful daughter. Who cares if you see her an hour in a week we all know that you love Lindsey to death. You would kill for her," And now came the part that Sara would kill for, "You have a mother and a father, dammit. I don't have either and your walking around bitching all the time," Tears streamed down both women's face. Sara tried to catch her breath, "I would kill for parents who nag me or lie to me. And at least you had someone who loved you enough to ask you to marry you. You had a life to make money while I had a life to find parents," Sara yelled. Catherine cried harder.

"I have it all, she's right. Why am I bitching? What a Valentine's Day."

"So you do have it lucky," Sara said ending the conversation. They both wiped off tears and began to smile and laugh.

"What a Valentine's Day," Catherine yelled as if she were cheering.

"So Sara, who's your big date?"

"Hank, I'm giving him another chance. That's why I am," she stopped to correct herself, "was so eager to finish the case. I wasn't expecting his call but it will be nice."

"Well looks who's jealous now," Catherine said jokingly, "I don't have a date. You do, Warrick does, Nick does, God knows if Greg does, Gil don't think so and even Lindsey does."

"Wow. You should be jealous," Sara said getting up to leave the office.

"Ha, ha, ha, ha," Catherine said.

When Sara finally left Catherine pulled he wireless laptop form her lap top case in her bottom drawer. It was time to check her email.


Next chapter, what's going on in her email? Is it more clues of just junk? Read more to find out! It maybe a couple of days before I update again because I have a busy, busy week. But you can definitely count on stories this weekend.