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Author's Note: Thanks again for the reviews, they make my day which keeps me happy. I know this is kind of a short chapter, but I wanted to update this. Enjoy.

After an extremely tiring day, Warrick just wanted to sleep. Flopping onto his bed and turning out the light, all he wanted to do was sleep. Closing his eyes, instead of seeing darkness, he saw Catherine's face flash before his eyes. He thought that only he had feelings for Catherine, but after catching her watching him today after shift, he wasn't quite as sure anymore.

Finally making it home, she was glad to see that Lindsey hadn't left for school yet. Walking inside and up the stairs, she found Lindsey in her bedroom just grabbing her schoolbag. Standing by the door watching her daughter, she realized just how much Lindsey looked like her. Her daughter looked up and shot her mother one of her famous innocent smiles. Giving her mother a quick hug she ran down the stairs and out the door. Left on her own, Catherine, now feeling fatigue, went into her bedroom and sat on the bed. Kicking off her shoes, not caring if she was fully dressed, she closed her eyes, waiting for sleep to come. Her last fleeting thought before falling into a peaceful slumber, was how much she wished Warrick had the same feelings that she did.

Walking into her apartment, Sara was overcome with exhaustion. Dropping her bag on the kitchen counter, she walked into her bedroom and collapsed on the bed. Throwing off her jacket, shoes, and other articles of clothing, she laid back ready to let sleep take over. Sleep, however, was elusive for the moment, waiting for her mind to wander, meanly allowing her to think about her relationship, or lack thereof, with Grissom. Knowing that she had done so much to try to get the relationship started and he had done nothing in return, upset her, even if she would never admit it to him. Mercifully her eyes closed lazily and her breathing steadied to a slow rhythmic rise and fall of her chest.

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2 days ago…

After parking his car, Warrick stepped out into the fading sunlight. Tilting his face upwards, he savored the feel of the sun on his face. However, realizing that he would be late if he stayed there much longer, he reluctantly continued walking into the lab. Walking into the break room, he found that he oddly enough wasn't the last to arrive like he expected to be. Nick, who was the only one in the break room, was patiently waiting for the rest of the team to arrive before they could all get started processing their cases. "Hey, Nick, what's up?"

"Hey, Warrick, not a whole lot, how was your day?"

"Spent sleeping. Yesterday was quite an exhausting one"

"I know what you mean."

At that moment, Catherine walked in. Warrick glanced towards the door as he heard it open and just couldn't pull his eyes away. He was mesmerized by her - her understated grace, beauty, and the way she exuded confidence. But quickly realizing that he wasn't alone and that he was staring at her, he tore his eyes away and blushed furiously. Luckily for him, Catherine appeared to have noticed nothing. On the other hand, Nick was watching him with quite the smirk on his face. "Uh, hey, Cath, " Warrick managed to choke out.

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Sitting in his office, Grissom was trying to do some paperwork that was piling up on his desk. Picking up the top file on the stack, he opened it and set it on the desk. Staring blankly at the file, Grissom's mind started to wander. He was thinking about Sara of course, and how he was really starting to mess up this "relationship." He knew he had to do something about his feelings, but the problem was that he had such a hard time admitting them. But he knew in his heart that it was only fair that he admitted them to Sara, and even more importantly, himself.