A/N, gah, i considered making this apart of chapter two, but i have decided that im just going to do small chapters. I find they work easier especially if you are in a rush and can only read little parts at a time. Not to mention that with my hectic lifestyle, i only get on for small bouts of time...anyways..read on!

Catherine's POV.

Tears threatened to fall from my eyes as well, as I sat there holding the sobbing shell of a woman once named Sara. Her whole body shook and I wrapped the blanket around her, desperate to keep her warm and comforted. For the first time in a long time I knew how to act around Sara. This is what I did, I comforted, I played mother and I kissed the booboo to make it feel better.

I pried her fingers off of my shirt and held her hands in mine, still completely silent. She responded with a whimper, and then relaxed when she realized that I was not pushing her away. Physical contact of any sort was new for us, but all caution was thrown to the wind as brought my free hand up to her chin. I turned her head slowly, and looked into the hollow brown eyes that I would soon come to love.

Her eyes where puffy and tearstained, along with my now ruined shirt. I didn't care though, and I gave her a small smile, keeping her head turned towards me.

"Sara, look at me sweetheart. I am sure Grissom didn't mean it, watch, you will go back tomorrow and everything will be fine." I spoke softly but firmly, I wasn't going to give up on Sara, not this time. Her beautiful teary eyes looked up at me before shaking her head slightly and mumbling something that resembled a no. I shook my head and cut her off mid-mumbling.

"no Sara, don't argue with me, I will call Grissom and get it sorted out," Sara looked as though she wanted to argue, but there was nothing much she could do about the situation. After all, it was my living room that she was sitting in. With one swift movement that only a dancer could do gracefully I got both me and Sara off the couch and walking slowly towards the bedroom. She started to protest, and once again I shushed her before placing the already half asleep Sara Sidle in my bed.

Sara Sidle…in MY bed. I refused to even think about it in till everything had blown over and I could think clearly about what I really wanted from Sara. Instead I pulled the covers over her, and gave a soft kiss on her forehead. The gesture was lost as she was already asleep, but I suppose it was for the best. I whispered my goodnight and turned off the light with one last look at the beautiful goddess that had been so hurt. I promised myself to never let her get hurt again.

With a sigh I grabbed the portable phone, ready to make the longest phone call of my life.

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