"I heard you finally lost your virginity," I said as I sat across from Greg as he was testing some DNA.

He looked at me like did I really asked him that question. I decided to explain myself and stop teasing him.

"First autopsy. How was it?"

"It's fine. How was your first time? How did you react?"

"I puked," I admitted.

"I didn't puke."

"Wait a go tough guy," I said flirting with him.

"It was weird seeing a body lying on a table like that. Doc. Robbins pulling out his insides until it was…. all empty," he said with no emotion.

It must have really affected him, I thought.

"Were you expecting a ball of lye?"

"Doc. Robbins said that's all we really are."

"It's what you do with it that counts," I told him.

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Fragments of human bone were found in a sewer system, so we had a whole new case with no leads. Some of people who lived around the sewer system had complained about one of their neighbor's kid throwing explosives down the sewer. We were able to search their house.

I went upstairs with Warrick. I looked in the closet. I opened the door slowly and looked around. There was a gun at the bottom.

"Sara."

"I'm not touching anything," I told him annoyed by him thinking I would touch something.

"No, put your stuff down and step away from the closet."

"What?" Was he serious?

"Put your stuff down and step away from the closet," he repeated and grabbed my vest and gently pulled me away.

I saw the bombs on the top of the closet when I looked up.

"Those are click bombs," I said.

"Dispatch this is CSI Brown we're at the Durbin residents. We have explosives on the scene, roll out bomb squad immediately roll out bomb squad," he said into his radio.

I went back on my knees to the floor to look at the door. I saw blood.

"What are you doing?"

"There is blood evidence on the door. The bomb squad probably detonates the place. The door will be gone . It will only take a second," I said as I pulled the screws from the door.

"Here try this," he said giving me a screw driver.

The door wouldn't move after we got the screws out.

"I think were going to need a little push," I told him.

"Alright On three."

"One."

"Two."

"Three."

The door was free.

"Can we get the hell out of the house now?" Warrick asked me.

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We were able to search the rest the house. I found some videos under the kid's bed.

"Hey the garage is packed with liquid explosives there going to detonate in place. So grab what's important and get out now," I heard Grissom shout through the house. I just needed to get some more stuff.

"That means you too, Sara. Right now," he shouted louder, so I knew he meant business.

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"Fire In the hole." The whole house was gone with its evidence that it had.

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"So what were you trying to prove with this door," Grissom asked standing over me.

"I was just collecting evidence."

"Well Greg couldn't pull any DNA from the bones, so there is nothing to connect the victim to this anyway," he said trying to bring my hopes down.

"Not yet. I don't have a death wish and I'm not a drunk. In case you were worried," I told him while looking at the door.

"I'm not worried. I'm concerned."

I smiled

"Isn't that kind of the same thing?"

He opened the fetal pig case.

"You know I think I might be concerned about you also."

He raised his eyebrow.

"You probably don't remember the last time we went to the club then, I take it."

"The victim might have been dead only a matter of five weeks," Grissom said examining the fetal pig and ignoring my comment.

He walked out.

I hated it when he did that.

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Owen Durbin stabbed Travis and was charged with murder. His mother helped him conceal the crime and was charged as an accessory. His father was charged with felony explosives.

The whole family got to go to jail for their own crime.

I watched the home videos. The father was showing his son how to make a bomb and letting it exploded. A innocent boy following his father's footsteps.

"You don't look well," announced Brass as he stood in the doorway.

I turned off the tapes.

"I'm fine," I told him getting up from my chair.

"So how are you and Grissom?"

"Brass," I said warning him to stop this conversation.

"Sara don't give up on him. I can see he is changing. He'll come around."

"I've waited six damn years that's long enough to know he won't change. I don't need him," I said feeling tears come to my eyes.

"You don't mean that. He is just a stupid bastard when it comes to woman, Sara. You know that. He really does love you," he told me.

I let a tear fall down.

Brass wiped it away from my eye.

"Honey don't cry, please. You know I don't like woman crying. Do you want me to kick Grissom's ass?" He asked me while pulling me into a bear hug while I cried into his shoulder.

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There was a tap on the door, and I opened it without checking the peephole.

"Can I come in?" he asked.

I was surprised. I told Brass not to tell Grissom about our talk, and he always kept his promise so why was Grissom here. I didn't have a reason for him not to come in, so I swung the door open wide enough for him to come in if he wanted to. He came in and closed the door behind him.

He stared down at his feet.

"Why are you here?" I asked irritated at him.

"Why are you so angry?" he asked right back at me.

"Why am I angry? Why do you think I'm so angry? God, Grissom do you even have to ask me that? " I asked angrily. I wasn't going to tear up over him.

He was silent and stared down at his shoes like a hurt puppy. I wasn't going to feel pity for him.

"Get the hell out! "I have no reason to talk with you" I yelled at him.

"Sara…"

"Just leave for once and don't come back!" I yelled louder as I opened the door for him.

He turned to leave.

He took another step, but he grabbed the door and pushed it closed. I could hear the whole room shake from the door closing so hard.

I was a little scared now but still ready to beat him up if I had to.

"What do you want, Sara What do you want from me?" he asked me as he grabbed me by the shoulders, so I couldn't run.

"I don't need or want anything from you, Grissom!" I yelled into is face. I had tears coming down my eyes.

He let go of my shoulders and stepped back. His eyes were watery.

"I'm sorry. I'll go."

I didn't stop him.

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Well it's pretty hard for the both of them right now as you can tell. Sorry for updating late. Please be kind and leave a review and tell me what you think.