Sorry it's been a while. I shouldn't really be writing now - I've got a food test write up in tomorrow. Oh well, I just can't stay away. And to be honest, who would want to? Lol.

I'm not sure what you mean by dates. But seeing as this is night and it's Catherine's birthday as midnight hit's, the date tonight would be:

15th November 2005

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"You're kidding me?" Scotty seamed to yell over his own laughter.

"Why is he laughing?"

"Lily? Lily hated wearing her hair up? Sometimes I wonder if it's super-glued to her head."

"Scotty." She warned.

"Sorry, you're right not the place or the time. We got a whole plane ride back for that." He smirked.

"Scotty, will you just wait outside?"

"No."

"You can't just say 'no'."

"Watch me." He threw her words back from the day before. "Besides, someone needs to make sure you ask the hard questions. You know fine well you shouldn't be on this investigation anyway."

"Let's just get down to it, shall we?" Her voice was suddenly sad with the reminder of what to come.

"Excuse me, but I feel like a spare piece here." Sara looked at Lily, her voice holding little emotion.

"Nice trick. You get that from Lily, too?"

"No, she didn't. What happened Sara?"

"Work, takes it's toll." She breathed, the silence between awkward. "So, John Langhan. There's a name I never thought I'd have to hear again."

"So you knew him?" Scotty asked as Lily looked on.

"Yeah, I knew him. Jason got arrested for his murder. He was cleared, he didn't do it…You know this story Lil'. Why'd you come here."

"Sara-" She paused for what felt like an hour. "Sara, we found the knife."

"Knife? What knife?" The pain that flashed through her eyes and the slight quiver in her voice showed all that Lily had feared.

"The one used to kill John."

"I wouldn't know anything about that." She appeared relieved.

"Are you sure 'cause you're blood was all over it." Scotty continued.

"Where did you find it?"

"The son bought it in."

"He had a son? I didn't even know he had a wife. I wouldn't be surprised if she'd done it."

"So you knew him before he'd died?"

"Not so much knew him."

"But you thought he didn't have a wife and kids? That sounds like you knew him to me."

"What he has more. People like that don't deserve kids."

"Like what, Sara?" Lily asked.

"He was a maniac. Look, if your Langhan Jr. bought that knife in, it probably was the wife, 'cause that was his knife."

"I thought you didn't know about any knife." The statement was more of a question as it left Scotty's lips. He sat facing the woman.

"Sara, what are you doing in here?" A greying man entered the office.

"Grissom." Sara stood and looked him in the eye. "We were talking. They're here from Philadelphia, and just needed to ask me some questions. We're almost done, I promise you'll have your office back in a few minutes."

"Sara, your rambling." Grissom raised a hand as in to silence her.

"Hi, I'm Scotty Valens, this is Lily Rush." They each shook his hand as he continued. "And I assume this is your office."

"I don't appreciate you interviewing my people without informing me."

"Actually Grissom, it's just me."

"Sara I believe you have work to do. Nick's waiting in the break room. 419."

"Grissom, you can't just-"

"Sara."

"Fine." She turned to Lily. "If my blood was on that knife; it was his knife."

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Bit lame, bit rushed, and I'm a little tired. Lol. Next one will be better, I promise. This was more to do with the case than the LS I know we all want. ;-p Till next time…