Sara got home around ten a.m. She through her stuff on a kitchen chair checked her answering macine, suprised to find she had one new message. She raised an eyebrow and pressed play.

" Hey Sara, its Nick. I couldn't reach you on your cell so I tried your house, anyway Greg ran the fume swabs from the scene and they weren't attentional. I'll explain later, but turns out we don't have an arson. Hope you get this. Later." Well at least I don't have to worry about that she thought and headed for her bedroom. She plopped down on the mattress, too tired to get changed, and fell into a deep sleep.

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Grissom walked to the DNA lab with a spring in his step. He had finally done what he'd wanted to do along time ago. Catherine turned the corner and nearly ran into Grissom, and nearly spilling her coffee on him too.

" Hey I was just looking for you. Gregs done running the hair we found on one of our vics. Turns out it belongs to a high school senior named Natalie White."

" Why is she in the database?" Grissom asked.

" She has a record. A few speeding tickets, vandelism, possesion with intent to sell. I could go on."

" Did she have a grudge with our victims?"

" Don't know. P.D. is bringing her in now though. You wanna come watch the interrigation?"

Grissom smirked, " No thanks. I have reservations to make."

Catherine frowned,"Reservations for what?" she asked but he was already headed for his office. She jogged to catch up with him, " Grissom!"

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Sara woke around seven. Oh my God, she thought and jumped out of bed. She went to the bathroom and started a shower. A hot shower always made Sara feel better, and she really needed to releave some tension.

After she finished her shower she headed for the kitchen. She figured she hadn't eaten in what, a decade, so she opened the fridge and not to her surprise all she found was threee bottles of Aquafina and some week old chinese take-out. She sighed and shut the door. She stood and thought for a few seconds then grabbed her keys and jacket and left left her apartment.

Sara drove four blocks to a mini mart, and once inside headed for the fresh produce. She picked up all the makings of a ceaser salad and decided she might as well get some snack food in case she was ever home again within the next year. She grabbed some yogurt and fresh fruit then headed for the check out.

She got home around nine fifteen and put what little groceries she had picked up away. She made her salad and when she was done left the house yet again. This time for work.

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I know my chapters are short, but I quess thats how I build suspence by making you wait a day or two for my next piece.