Sara tapped on Grissom's office door.

"Sara, come in." Grissom said when he looked up to see who had knocked.

"Thanks."

"Please take a seat." Grissom suggested. "How did it go?"

"Testifying was lousy; I got to speak to my mother afterwards and told her what I have wanted to say for years. But before you ask how I'm dealing with it, I'm still working that one out."

"Okay." Grissom took off his glasses. "I take it Nick found you."

"He did. It was nice to show him some of San Francisco."

"That's good."

"But that wasn't why I dropped by."

"It wasn't."

"There are two reasons. First I need you to sign off on these." Sara handed him some paperwork. "Change of address that kind of thing."

"Okay." Grissom agreed. "And the other reason?"

"I also took Nick to see the lab in San Francisco. As it turns out Tom my former boss was about to e-mail you. They had an interesting case and some bugs that they can't identify. Nick and I tried to help but it was beyond us."

"So he's going to e-mail me." Grissom concluded.

"Actually I brought you back a file; if you could take a look at it he'd be grateful."

"Is there contact information in there?" Grissom asked.

"Front page." Sara replied.

"I'll take a look after, I've given out assignments." Grissom agreed.

"Thank you."

CSI CSI

"Hey guys." Nick walked into the break room.

"How was San Francisco?" Warrick inquired.

"It's a great city. Great beach, Pier 31, Golden Gate Bridge." Nick replied.

"I was actually talking about Sara, it's good that you had a chance to play tourist."

"She's still processing, but she had a chance to get a few things off her chest." Nick sat down. "I did meet the perfect woman for you Greg."

"You get married and now you're trying to set your friends up." Warrick joked.

"I don't care. Tell me more." Greg sounded intrigued.

"Her names Becky, I'd guess she's around thirty. Brown hair, brown eyes, odd fashion sense. Big flirt."

"Sounds good what does she do?"

"Toxicologist." Nick replied.

"What were you chatting women up on the plane?" Warrick asked.

"No. Sara took me to where she used to work after all the tourist spots. That's the one downside she lives in San Francisco."

"It's not that far." Greg stated.

"What's the lab like?" Warrick inquired.

"Small, but they're good people."

"Nick telling you about his brush with death?" Sara asked from the doorway.

"Brush with death?" Greg questioned.

"There was a very minor earthquake." Sara replied.

"Earthquake?"

"It was barely a 2.5, probably less." Sara stated.

"Says the girl from California." Nick countered.

"It's when the big one hits you have to worry. We used to have earthquake drills at one of the schools I went to."

"Nick was just telling us about your friend Becky." Greg pointed out.

"Becky is great. Although no-one can convince her that wearing red and orange together is a bad idea."

"Catherine has a red and orange dress." Warrick pointed out.

"Trust me these are the wrong shades. But that's Becky." She shrugged.

"What did Grissom say?" Nick asked Sara.

"He's going to take a look at it."

"Do we want to know?"

"Tom, my former boss, was going to e-mail Grissom and ask him for a consult. We took a look and couldn't identify the bug so we brought back a file." Sara explained.

"You can't take her anywhere." Warrick rolled his eyes.

TBC