"Are you okay Sara?" Brass inquired when Sara walked out wiping tears from her cheeks.
"Did you have ever had every good childhood memory shattered?" Sara asked.
"No."
"There weren't that many good ones in the first place. She had the nerve to blame this all on Nick. He was just doing what he was supposed to; she's the one who broke her parole when personally I didn't think she should be out in the first place. Hopefully she'll stay away from me like I asked when she gets out again."
"If she doesn't I'll help you get a restraining order." Brass offered.
"Thanks."
"Do you want to go and get some coffee before I drive you home?" Brass asked.
"I need to go back to the lab where things make sense."
"I thought you said your case didn't make sense."
"Yet." Sara finished for him. "It's my job to make it make sense. However screwed my life gets the science always makes sense in the end. I need to go back to the lab."
"We need to make a stop at Starbucks on the way back, I need some decent coffee."
"Okay." Sara agreed.
CSI CSI
"Hey Cowboy." Sara said as she walked into the layout room where Nick was working.
"Hey how did it go with your Mom?"
"I faced my demons." Sara replied.
"And?"
"If I let them get to me they win. All the therapy in the world won't solve it."
"You can always call my sister." Nick suggested. "Having your own shrink in the family sometimes comes in handy."
"I'm going deal with this the best way I know."
"We're leaving at 4. A double is enough and we need to get some sleep before we're back at midnight." Nick told her knowing that immersing her self in her work was Sara's way of dealing with it.
"I'll see you later."
"I'll be around when you need me." Nick assured her.
"Thanks."
"Sara back yet?" Warrick asked when he came into the room a little while later. He'd stuck around to finish writing up his report.
"A while ago." Nick replied.
"How did it go?"
"Not well, she's throwing herself into work so she doesn't have to deal with it."
"That's not a solution." Warrick stated.
"It's her coping mechanism. Pushing her into talking about it when she doesn't want to is a lousy idea. She'll talk when she's ready." Nick sighed.
"If you need to talk man, I'm around. Or I will be tonight I'm heading out."
"Thanks man." Nick replied. "Have a nice day."
"You too."
CSI CSI
"Hey ready to go?" Nick leant against the door frame.
"Just got to check this all back into evidence." Sara replied. "What's that smell?"
"Chinese." Nick held up the bag he carried in his hand. "I skipped lunch so I thought we should at least eat something before we hit the sack."
"What did you get?" Sara asked.
"All your favourites."
"You're going to eat lots of vegetables?" Sara queried.
"I hear they're good for you." Nick shrugged.
"And…" Sara prompted.
"I got some Szechwan Prawns."
"If you want to grab my jacket and purse from my locker." Sara suggested.
"I'll meet you out front." Nick told her.
"Five minutes."
"Five minutes." Nick agreed.
TBC