Chapter Thirteen.

Half an hour later, Sara was settled in her room with her cards, flowers, and gifts beside her. Grissom was also beside her.

Sara hadn't said anything yet. Gil knew what was going on in her mind. She knew she was in a psych ward, there was no point hiding it.

My depressing life just got worse... Sara thought.

Was her life going to be a mirror image of her Mother's?

"Sara..?" Grissom asked quietly.

"Yes?" Sara asked. You could hear the anger in her voice.

"Are you... okay?"

"Of course I am, I'm alive, aren't I?" Sara replied.

"That doesn't mean you're alright." Gil said. Sara turned away from him. She didn't feel like talking.

Would she kill Grissom someday like her Mom had killed her Father?

Was that her fate?

At first, Sara thought her fate was suicide, not it looks like homicide.

"Sara, can you please tell me what's wrong?" Gil asked.

"I don't want to scare you." Sara said as tears came to her eyes. How would Grissom react when she told him that she might be a living shadow of Laura Sidle. Did she have a choice? After all, Sara was insane. If she was put on trial for murder, she could plea insanity. After all, she didn't know what she was doing, and she had no control over what happened.

Grissom spoke, which interrupted Sara's thoughts, "Sara?"

"Grissom, I don't want to talk about it." Sara said.

Catherine knocked at the door. "Hey guys."

"Hi Catherine," said Sara, trying to sound joyful. Gil's head turned to Sara at the sound of her voice, he noticed her change in tone, and knew she was faking it. Her voice sounded so convincing though.

Catherine sat down in a chair on the other side of Sara's bed. She smiled. "How are you feeling?"

"Better," Sara answered.

"I'm going to get something to drink. Do you want anything?" Gil asked Sara.

"No, I'm fine," she answered. Grissom walked out of the room and Sara turned to Catherine.

"He's worried about you." Catherine said.

Sara sighed, "I know."

"Has he left your side at all?" Catherine asked.

"When I fall asleep."

Catherine smiled. "Cute."

Sara laughed.

"I'm serious." Catherine said. Sara smirked and picked up one of her cards.

"Tell Lindsay I said thanks for the card." Sara said, changing the subject.

"I will." Catherine paused and sighed. "Sara, why are you in the psych ward?"

"I was having hallucinations and they want to keep a closer eye on me, that's all." Sara explained.

Catherine opened her mouth to argue that Sara said 'that's all', but decided against it. "Well, I have to go."

Sara smiled. "Okay, bye." Catherine gave a little wave, then left the room.

And Sara was alone.

It felt different, if Grissom wasn't with her, someone was usually visiting her or a nurse was in the room. Grissom had only left her completely alone when she was sleeping, but other than that, he only left when someone else was with Sara.

Sara's mind traveled to her brother. He had tried to kill her. It didn't matter now, he was dead anyway. Yet, his face still haunted Sara. His voice was so dark, like it belonged to a serial killer. His eyes were green, and Sara could never forget them, they pierced her mind every time she saw them. At least Sara had her Mother's brown eyes, so she wouldn't give herself a piercing, green-eyed stare every day like her brother and Father did.

Then something struck Sara, for the first time.

Her brother wanted Sara to tell the police that their Mother killed their Father in self-defense. It would have been easy to prove.

Sara, what else should you have told the police?

Sara knew that she could have easily told the investigators that her Father had raped her that night, and her Mother only tried to protect her. That was what really happened.

But Sara, you told the police that you had been sleeping and heard your Mom crying, so you went to her room and found his body.

You were too ashamed of the truth.

Or did you just want your Mother to pay for not protecting you in the first place, from your Father... and your brother.