"Hey Sara, you in here?" Catherine gently called into the women's toilets. She got no reply, but that wasn't going to fool her. She pushed open the cubicle doors checking for her, with no luck until she got to the end.

"I know you're in there, so just open the door…" Catherine pleaded, leaning against the wall, showing no signs of leaving until she did.

Sara, knowing she wasn't going to be able to get the older CSI to leave by calling over the door, unlocked it and emerged.

"Did you find Grissom in there?" Catherine smiled, knowing that she definitely hadn't been going to find him. Sara's glare back showed that she knew too.

"Oh, I'm sorry. What happened? You practically ran away from us."

"Sorry" mumbled Sara, trying to stop the tears leaking from her eyes again.

Catherine pulled the brunette into a hug, hoping that it would make her thoughts just spill out. It had always worked with Lindsey.

"She hates me." Whispered Sara into her shoulder.

"Who? Ashley?" Catherine pulled away from Sara so she could see her tear stained face.

Sara nodded and turned her head away, she hated people see her cry. She had spent most of her life proving to people that she was strong. She wasn't about to let her other side show.

"Oh, Sara. She's just a baby…she can't hate you." Catherine relied rubbing her shoulder.

"What, so its me that's crap then? If it's got nothing to do with her then it must be me!" Sara stormed out of the toilets and down the corridor, leaving Catherine with out a clue as to what to do next.

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"No that's the wrong way round!" Warrick stated as Nick laid the nappy down on the table.

"How do you know? I don't remember you having a baby in the past? Something you're not telling us 'Rik…" Nick laughed, turning it over.

"No, it's just common sense. Why would they put the pictures on the back?" Warrick replied as the door opened.

"Grissom, you're here! How do you manage to do this everyday?" Greg said, shaking his head, while handing the baby over to her dad.

"You just learn to do it don't you. I didn't know Sara was planning on coming in today…" Grissom commented laying the little girl down on the table and getting to work.

"I don't think she really knew either…" Nick mumbled, turning around, pretending to be deeply absorbed in some case photos.

"Does she seem alright to you Griss? She just seemed to be a bit all over the place earlier." Warrick questioned.

"She's just tired I think, with coming back to work and everything she's not getting much sleep." Grissom said. He had been putting all of Sara's behaviour down to lack of sleep recently. "Where is she anyway?"

"Talking to Catherine, not sure where they went." Greg replied, bending the truth slightly. He wasn't lying to his supervisor, Catherine had said she was going to go and find Sara, so they were probably talking by now. He had just missed out the bit about Sara running out on them, it would only make Grissom worry about her and make her cut down on hours, but was that such a bad thing to happen?

Grissom just nodded his head and put Ashley back into her car seat, rocking it slowly back and forth till her eyes started to close. He then motioned to the others to keep an eye on her before leaving the break room.

Greg, Nick and Warrick sat round the table, carrying on with their paper work from that night's case. Every few minutes they glanced down at the sleeping baby, surely being a parent wasn't too hard, after all this baby seemed to sleep all the time.

The door swung open and Sara walked in, her hair obscuring her face. She had positioned it like that in the hope that they wouldn't notice her tear stained eyes, even though she knew that it was pointless.

"Hey Sar…you alright?" Nick asked, tilting his head slightly to try and make eye contact with her.

He always tried to do that when he want her to tell him something. It had worked a few months ago when he had found her sitting by a car in the garage, staring into space, tears threatening to fall from her eyes. She couldn't bring herself to go under it to process. It had taken a good half hour to get her to admit that there was even a problem, be he had got there in the end.

"Yeah, I'm fine. We're just going to go home now." Sara replied turning her back on them and picking up the car seat.

"My shift finishes in a bit, I could come round and…" Nick offered, but was cut straight off.

"No, there's no need. I'll probably be asleep anyway. Really, don't."

"Alright then…" Nick reluctantly agreed.

"So do you think she's really alright?" Greg asked, once Sara was out of earshot.

Nick and Warrick didn't even open their mouths. A solemn look and a shake of their heads said it all.