The following morning she woke up and he was lying next to her in bed. She thought that she should savor the moment, because soon he'd have to leave, and go back to his wife. He rolled over and put his arm around her tightly. She felt so safe when she was with him. Too bad it couldn't stay like this. She fell back to sleep. And when she woke up he was still there. By this time the sun was shining brightly in the window. She scooted closer to him. She stared up at him. He opened his eyes and stared back.

"What?" He asked sensing she had something on her mind.

"What time is it?"

"Why does it matter?"

"Don't you have to go?"

"No. I'm not going anywhere. I'm going to stay here with you,"

"But... Tina,"

"It's over between us,"

"Are you sure? Because I can't handle it if you're not,"

"I'm with you now. I don't want to be with anyone, but you,"

"Are you sure?"

"Yes. Will you just go back to sleep?"

She cuddles up to him, and falls back asleep. This time when she wakes up he's gone. She figures that it's over. She decides to take a shower. When she goes into the bathroom the shower is already on. Warrick pokes his head out of the shower.

"I'm almost done,"

"It's ok," she smiles as she goes back to her room.

Slowly with Warrick's help Catherine comes to terms with the loss of her daughter. He's patient with her and makes sure that she's not in hysterics every time he turns around. Finally after about a month she decides to go back to work. Catherine eventually learns to shut off at work, in order to deal with difficult cases. All she wants is for things to be normal again. But it isn't. People always flash her fake smiles, and half hearted grins. Just as things begin to get back on the right track a little announcement sends her off the edge. Even before Lindsey died it was clear that there was something more going on between Sara and Gil. Catherine was one of the first to notice. After she got back to work she was the only one to notice the matching wedding bands they had on. She didn't have to ask she knew what happened. It had been a few months since she had returned to work. One day she was in the break room with Greg, and Warrick. When Sara, and Grissom came in they were both smiling.

"What's going on you two?" Greg asked.

"We have an announcement to make," Sara answers.

"We're married," Gil declares.

Catherine can't quite figure out just why they're telling all of them this now. But then in the next sentence her question is answered.

"And I'm pregnant," Sara grins.

Catherine takes about a second to react. She just leaves. Warrick goes to find her. He finds her sitting in the locker room. Crying. He sits down next to her and hugs her.

"What happened?"

"I don't know,"

"Yes you do. What's going on?"

"I couldn't help but think about when I found out I was pregnant with Lindsey. I wish I could have been as happy as Sara. By then I already knew that my marriage was in trouble. The last thing I wanted was a kid. It's my fault,"

"What's your fault?"

"Everything. It was karma. I didn't want her, so I was punished. I mean after a while I wanted her. But I know this is a punishment. I thought I could never love anyone as much. Most teenagers annoyed the crap out of me. But not her. So then when I needed her the most, she got taken from me,"

"Catherine it isn't your fault that Lindsey died,"

"Yes it is. For that. And that I never had time for her because of work. I was never there to protect her. So when she needed me I couldn't help her. Because I wasn't there. I was never there. It was all my fault. I don't have anyone to blame but myself,"

"Catherine that isn't true. Don't blame yourself. It wasn't your fault,"

"How do you know?"

"Because I know you,"

"I won't ever get to hold my daughter again, and it's my own fault,"

He grabs her face and turns it toward his.

"Look at me," he demands. "Would I lie to you?"

"I don't know,"

"Catherine this wasn't your fault. Stop it. If you keep blaming yourself, eventually it will be your fault... for wasting your life away. What is this? Pity party table for one? This isn't you. You're so much stronger than this. Stop it. You have to continue to live. I know you don't want to, but you don't have a choice. Just because you lost Lindsey, doesn't mean that you can stop living,"

"Why not?"

"Because you're too beautiful of a person to hate yourself so much. Anger is a good color on you. Don't do this to yourself. You'll drive yourself crazy,"

He left it at that. He let her leave knowing she was still angry.

When he got home she was waiting for him. He held her for as long as he could. He wasn't going to let her go. Not this time. He loved her too much. He just wanted to comfort her. He wanted to give her anything she needed. He wanted to figure out a way to fix it. As he held her she cried. She felt safe, but she felt scared at the same time. She just wanted her baby back. Her little girl. She needed something to pull her out of this. It had been months since her little girl had died. All she wanted was just one more moment. If she couldn't have her back that was all she wanted. One more day, maybe then she'd be satisfied. The thought of it made her sick. It made her sick to her stomach. She thought about Lindsey all the time, therefore she felt sick all the time. It had made her sick for some time. It just kept getting worse. She could hide it at first because it wasn't that bad. But now she felt sick all the time. She wiggled out of Warrick's arms and ran to the bathroom. He could hear her as he started up the stairs. When he reached the bedroom the bathroom door was locked. He knocked hoping she'd answer him.

"Catherine are you ok in there?"

She wasn't. She felt so sick. She ended up spending half the night in there. Then part of the following morning. Her stomach was empty, her mind was full, and her heart was hollow. Warrick of all people was aware of this.

"Catherine why don't you go to the doctor. Maybe he can prescribe you something," Warrick suggests that morning after she gets cleaned up.

"There isn't anything he can give me,"

"Will you just go see? Please? It would make me feel better. And maybe it would make you feel better in some way too,"

"I..."

"Please,"

"Fine,"