We are Jim's eyes. We see just about everything that crosses our path. We see evidence where it lays. We see criminals in the act and we even see things we don't necessarily want to see. We see the after effects of spousal abuse, child abuse, drug use, misuse of firearms, stolen vehicles speeding down the strip and we see the members of the crime lab doing what they do best; collect, process and piece evidence together to make certain criminals end up where they belong……………..in the slam.

We've seen Nick in the A/V lab tapping away furiously at the keys of the keyboard analyzing digital images trying to get a better look at someone committing a crime. We've seen Greg in the DNA lab running his tests on the Gas Chromatograph Mass Spectrometer and we've seen Warrick and Catherine bickering over whether they should dust or super glue something. But most and best of all, we've seen Sara Sidle and the way she hunkers down over piles of evidence she's collected, trying to decipher the meat from the bone, so to speak. We'll elaborate for clarity. The meat is what matters and the bone is just extra; something that gets thrown away.

We've even seen her naked, though we never expected to, but long wished we could. It was right after a particularly messy shift in which she and I were knee deep in mud from some bog or swamp of some sort. Anyway, the muck was deep and thick and when we'd finished Jim couldn't wait to get back to the lab, so he and Sara made a pit stop at his place and it was while he was setting some clean clothes out, clothes from a bag she kept in his closet, the water suddenly went off and the shower curtain snapped back to reveal her in all her naked glory. Jim was embarrassed, to say the least, but recovered nicely, handing her a wash cloth when she asked for a towel. They both blushed; Jim because he was awestruck and Sara because Jim wouldn't stop staring.

That wasn't the only time we've seen her naked, but that's not what this is about……….how many times we've seen a naked Sara Sidle. This is about Jim and how his body works, reacts and responds when Sara is in proximity. Just a little note, though; react and respond aren't the same thing. To react is what you do as a knee jerk, without any thought. Responding is what you do after you've thought about things and determined your course of action.

That having been said, we'll continue. We've also seen pain. Such horrible pain that you want to take it all onto yourself to spare the other the horror and discomfort of what they're going through. We cite as another example, Jim and Sara were at another scene wherein a wife had gone axe-happy and decided that her husband would look better in pieces and all the while the couple's adolescent daughter watched the whole thing happening. Much was similar to the circumstances of Sara's situation that as soon as Jim saw what had taken place he turned round' and saw the look on her face and it immediately registered in Jim's brain what was going on. It pained him so much to see her in that place that he immediately ushered her out of the house and called for another team to be brought in.

Later that night, when he'd dropped her off at his place, Jim called in sick for the remainder of the shift so he could stay and comfort her. He returned home to find Sara in their bed, curled up in a ball sobbing. He crawled into bed beside her and wrapped his arms around her, holding her to him. With every sob, sniffle and grief stricken gag, he pulled her tighter to him.

Like we said, we've seen quite a bit, being in Jim Brass's head and all, perhaps more than the average person might. But what we've seen we wouldn't give back for all the will in the world. While we've seen more than our share of bad, we've also seen quite a bit of good. We've seen the elderly being helped by outwardly appearing hoodlums. We've seen the lengths a person will go to in order to save a stranded or injured animal and we've seen the way that Sara looks at Jim…………………..with respect, love and adoration; all for Jim Brass.