"Please tell me you got some DNA?" Sara requested when she went to see Mia.

"Sorry the only samples I got match the victim." Mia apologised.

"Great." Sara sighed.

"Case not going well?"

"The doctors say she was raped but I have no evidence to say it happened other than the physical ones. No trace, no DNA."

"What about where it happened?" Mia inquired.

"Last thing she remembers was getting home from work and wanting to take a bath. She doesn't remember anything after that; she doesn't even know how she got to the hospital."

"What about cab companies?" Mia asked.

"PD is chasing them all down to see if anyone did a drop off at the hospital to find out if she took a cab where she was picked up on. The first piece of footage on any of the hospital surveillance cameras is her staggering into the emergency room and collapsing on the floor."

"Don't they have a camera outside?"

"They still use tape and the machine broke for that camera went out last night and is still down for maintenance. I don't know if there is much else I can do."

"Why don't you take a break?" Mia suggested. "You look tired."

"I'm not tired, just nauseous and craving the biggest steak I can find."

"I thought you were a vegetarian."

"I am. It gets one bacon cheeseburger a week and that's it." Sara explained.

"Steak has to be Daddy's genes kicking in."

"If you find the gene for that let me know." Sara requested rubbing her stomach. "Especially if you find out how to switch it off."

"Will do."

CSI

Sara was sat on the couch with her feet up and her eyes closed when Greg came to get himself some coffee.

Sara opened her eyes.

"Sleeping on the job?" Greg joked.

"Trying to Zen a little Divine inspiration."

"I'd say that's mixing your religions." He smiled "Case not going well?"

"She got drugged with Rohypnol and raped and I have no evidence. She went home from work and doesn't remember anything until after she got to the hospital. There is nothing in her apartment to indicate that she got it there. Since no-one knows where she was after seven and I have absolutely evidence to help with that he's going to get away with."

"She wasn't planning on going out?" Greg asked.

"No. By all rights she should be in her apartment sleeping. No phone calls or credit card activity to help. None of the cab companies didn't have any drop offs at Desert Palms around the time she got there. She had her purse, keys, ID and money still with her, no receipts. No trace."

"Hence looking for Zen Divine inspiration." Greg concluded.

"And trying not to throw up."

"How about some water?" Greg offered.

"The kid wants steak."

"I don't think we have that in the fridge. Or that you can get it delivered, maybe Philly Cheese Steak."

"I'm resisting it."

"How's that working out for you?" Greg inquired.

"Bite me." Sara replied.

"I'll pass I have to get back to work. See you later."

CSI

By the end of her shift Sara's case was still seriously stalled so she had to leave it to the Detective in charge to keep investigating.

She was tired, hungry and very grouchy.

Since Nick was going to be stuck at the lab pulling a double Sara drove herself home.

She made herself some cereal and toast but promptly threw it up.

"I'm hungry kid; I need to eat for your benefit as well as mine." She told it, the baby moved. "We don't have steak, will you settle for bacon?"

Sara managed to keep down a bacon sandwich and some milk.

When she was done eating, she stripped took a cool shower and then slipping a pair of Nick's boxer shorts and one of his t-shirts she climbed into bed and went to sleep.

TBC