Go me, here's for my third update in recent times. I'm starting to get the swing of things again. And no, still don't own my precious Sara or Grissom, but the more I write, the more delusional about the pair I can slowly become.

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Sara woke up the next morning at 4am. She never really was one that needed much sleep. Adding the hours mentally in her head, she figured that she had slept for just over five hours. For her, this was actually a bit longer than she was used to, which made sense considering the kind of week she'd been having.

She looked out the window, but everything was still dark as night outside. She flicked on the light, and reached over to here forensics textbook. She had already read the material assigned for this weeks class, so she flipped over to the next chapter and started reading ahead.

This went on for probably about an hour before she decided to make herself something for breakfast. Not one to crack open the cookies this early in the day, she decided on eating some bread. She was surprised at how good plain bread could taste, and was happy that it had stayed fresh. She only ate two pieces fearing that it might have to last her awhile.

Next, she ran herself a hot shower, and after she was through, decided on her choice of wardrobe for the day, and made herself presentable. Noting that she didn't think ahead to bring a hairbrush, she pulled it up into a messy ponytail, which would have to do for the time being. Once she approved of the look, she jotted down the additional things she'd need to purchase.

Coming back into the kitchen, she ran the tap until hot water came pouring out (well, relatively hot, as it wasn't boiled). She filled up a cup, and dropped a tea bag into it. After about a minute of letting the bag steep, she relaxed against the wall and sipped at her morning tea. The bitter taste shocked her momentarily, but she welcomed the foreign flavor. Normally, she'd be one to add sugar and milk to her tea, but again, to her surprise, she was actually enjoying this new blend.

Looking down at her watch, she noticed that it was almost 6:30am. She had an hour and a half to get herself down to the university and into her favorite teacher's class. Though today, she didn't feel as excited to see Professor Grissom as in the past, because she knew that he'd probably go out of his way to make sure she was doing fine. She didn't mind having someone look out for her, she just didn't think she wanted to deal with that whole side of things just yet.

Once she had packed up her books, and the bag of cookies, she made her way to the campus. Though she had the money to cover bus fair for the first week or so, she opted to walk, because what little money she had, could be used to get her some of the things she really needed. The walk took about an hour, but that early in the morning, it was nice to be out, since things were relatively quiet and still cool from the night air.

Arriving at the school about half an hour before class was to start, she decided to walk the halls to calm her nerves of confronting her professor. After spending the first 10 minutes or so avoiding the hall where his office was, she turned and stepped foot in that direction. She'd come to the conclusion that if she waited until the end of class to see him, then her mind would wander during that days class, and she wouldn't be able to focus as much as she should during class.

As she got nearer to Professor Grissom's office, she found her heartbeat grow faster, as the memories of her father in these halls came to the forefront of her mind. Still, she held her head high, and kept her pace. Peering through the door to the office, she didn't see anyone. It was a shared office, and it was possible that people could have been in the back room, but since she didn't see any light shining from within, she highly doubted that.

A bit unsure of herself now, and slightly relieved at his absence, she made her way toward her scheduled class. She would still be more than 15 minutes early, but that is almost a daily occurrence for her. Rarely would she show up just on time, and never had she been late to a class.

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Okay, sorry for the slow chapters, but I thought it was important to show how she was managing through her day to day life activities. Expect more in the future. I'm really getting into this writing thing again. I can't believe it's been so long...