Disguising Mistakes With Goodbyes

Rating: Teen

Disclaimer: I own nothing.

Summary: Sara gets kidnapped. The relationship is forced out into the open. How does the rest of the team react?

A/N: Second chapter. :) Thanks to everyone who reviewed. I thought this was kinda a bad FF idea, but I guess I was wrong. LOL. Oh. Warning: it shall end a GRILLOWS story. Sorry if I mis-lead you. Ne ways, story is almost over. I'm trying to write some nice, funny one shots- but I'm not in the mood. Sorry lol

"He can beg and plead all he wants- I'm not going in that house." Nick, Greg, and Warrick stood outside, in front of the Denali, trying to get Catherine to come with them.

"Catherine, he needs our help. I think you should come with us."

"Well when we needed help, where was he?"

"We can either stand here and argue, or we can go clear Grissom. What's it going to be?" She stared at her three co-workers and got into the passenger seat of the SUV. They all looked at each other and sighed.

They rode to Sara's apartment in silence. They pulled up into the driveway. Her car wasn't there. Catherine was the last one to get out of the car, and the last one to walk into the apartment. Nick took the kitchen, Warrick took the living room, Greg went in the halls, and Catherine was left with the bedroom.

She adjusted her camera around her neck and walked down the dark hallway, passing up Greg. He watched her for a few seconds as she opened the door to Sara's bedroom and stepped inside.

"Fridge is full," Nick called out.

"Living room looks clean," Warrick answered back.

"Nothing in the hallway but carpet," Greg confirmed.

She walked around the room, turning on her flashlight. She came across a few forensic magazines, a couple pictures of her friends, dirty clothes here and there, the radio... but what she saw next made her turn red in the face. She stopped walking when she came across a certain book. She reached out for it with her shaking hand and kept the flashlight on it all at the same time.

Once she had a good grip on it, she slowly turned the page and scanned the back cover. She slammed the book shut and turned off her flashlight.

This was all the evidence she would be needing.

"Cath? Find anything," Nick barged in the bedroom, but stopped. She turned around with the book in her hands and her flashlight carelessly hanging in her hands. He looked down at the book and then back at her face.

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The three of them tried to calm her down, but nothing was working. When they pulled into the lab's parking lot, she jumped out before Nick even parked the Denali. She yanked the door back, not even caring that it slammed against the wall; scaring everyone in the hallway.

She walked calmly down the hall, past the break room, and into his office. She pushed his door open too, slammed it shut, and stood in front of his desk. His head slowly started to rise. He jumped back when she threw the book at his chest.

"Did you put it there for me to find or did you just 'accidentally' leave it there?"

"Cath-"

"I mean, not only did it piss me off when you made is so clear that you don't trust me, but to get me to walk into her apartment and find one of YOUR books just really set me off. God, I could just beat the living shit out of you if I had the strength right now."

"That's all you found? The book?" Her eyes snapped towards his, and he instantly regretted what he said.

"What? There's MORE for me to go and find?" He sunk in his chair. "You know what?" She started to back away from his desk. "Don't fucking talk to me, don't look at me, don't walk into the same room as me, don't call me, don't try to explain- I'm done with this. Go save your little girlfriend; you don't need me anymore. Consider this my two weeks notice."

Before he could open his mouth to stop her, she was out of his door and already headed towards her own car.

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She wiggled her fingers around, making sure she could still feel them, and tried to scoot closer to what looked to be her cell phone. She had tried to use it earlier, but when he caught her, he tied her hands, feet, and stuck a cloth in her mouth. He threw the phone to the ground, making sure it was good and broken before he left the basement again.

Her hair fell into her eyes as she struggled to get the rope off of her bruised wrists. She let out a sob when the rope wouldn't move. She threw her head back against the wall and let the warm tears flow down her cheeks. She coughed into the cloth and took a deep breath when she pushed it out of her mouth with her tongue.

She looked around again, trying to find anything to free her hands with. She felt against the wall with her hands, which were tied behind her back. Knowing there was no way she could possibly get free, she sat back against the wall and waited for the numbing sensation to take over her hands and fingers.

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"Her car's still in the parking lot." Nick and Gil were standing in front of it. There was a loud acceleration from a SUV flying out of the parking lot. Nick turned back to Grissom. "Is it really true?"

"What?"

"That you and Sara..." Gil stared down at his shoes. Nick shook his head and sighed. "Griss, what were you thinking, man?"

"I don't know Nick..."

"Well there's nothing here. If she was attacked here, there's no evidence. Who ever did this, did it quick and carefully."

"Alright... bring the car into the garage. See if you can find anything in it." As he began to walk away, Nick called out to him.

"I can't do that."

"And why not?"

"You're off the case. You're no longer my supervisor," he said in a low, angry voice.

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"Mom? You're burning my toast!" Catherine jumped at her daughter's voice and hit the toaster. The black pieces of bread popped up. Both of them looked at each other.

"I'm sorry, Linds."

"It's okay. I'll make some more." Catherine leaned her elbows on the counter and rested her head in her hands. Lindsey quietly moved around the kitchen, making herself breakfast. "Are you okay?"

"I don't know."

"What happened today?"

"Let's just say, Gil has quiet a few surprised up his sleeve."

"Did he ask you out?"

"Wha-no. He... I-"

"He did something stupid?"

"Well, kind of..."

"What did he do?"

"Do you remember Sara Sidle?"

"That woman with the gap in her teeth?"

"Lindsey!!"

"What!? That's how I remember certain people."

"Yes. Her; I think... her and Gil are... together, in a sense."

The toast Lindsey had in her mouth fell and dropped onto the plate. Catherine smacked her lips and nodded.

"My reaction exactly."

A/N: Yeah. So... what did you guys think?? Want more??