AN: I know the first chapter wasn't much so hopefully this makes up for it.

Chapter Two

Back at the lab, Nick turned to Catherine and Warrick before shutting his locker.

"Hey, what do y'all think about Hank?"

Catherine shut her locker and turned to face him. "He's nice, why?"

"I don't know. I mean, he's only been out with us a few times but he just gave me this weird feeling." Nick replied, sitting down on the bench to pull on his running sneakers. "He just seems… fake, for lack of better words."

"He was probably just trying to get on your good side. He knows we're family here and wants our approval. Otherwise, he knows Sara wouldn't, well… you know." Warrick tried to explain.

"One, ew. This is Sara we're talking about. Two, our opinions wouldn't matter that much to Sara and three, I don't think so." Nick stood up.

"That's true, Nicky, but Sara's a big girl. She can take care of herself and if she did run into a problem, which I doubt, she'll come to us." Catherine reassured him.

"I guess so…" Nick trailed off. "I just don't want her to get hurt."

"Neither do we but you have to trust her. She'll only get pissed if you don't."

Nick sighed. "You're right, Cath. I'm just a little paranoid, I guess."

"You are but that's all right. Just means you care about her." Catherine told him. "We all do. Now, let's go before Grissom finds a mountain of paperwork for us to do."

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"Hey, baby." Hank greeted, approaching the car Sara had just climbed out of.

"Hi." Sara smiled shyly. Something about him made her feel like a teenage girl all over again and she couldn't quite figure it out.

"Ready to go?" He asked.

"Yeah." Sara answered, handing him the keys. He had to be back for a 7am shift so she was just going to leave his car there.

The drive back to his apartment was fairly quiet; mostly Sara talking about her boring shift.

Once he pulled the SUV into the parking lot, Sara climbed out and took his outstretched hand before he swept her off her feet and kissed her. Surprised at the movement, Sara laughed against his mouth as he carried her to the third floor, breaking their kiss only for a quick second to unlock his door. Stumbling into his bedroom, Hank laid her down on the bed before pulling his boots off and joining her.

"Hank." Sara whispered as he descended down onto her lips again. While she had stayed over multiple times, she hadn't allowed things to go very far and he had respected that but tonight was different. "Hank, I'm ready."

"Sara, are you sure?" He stopped what he was doing to look down into her eyes.

Sara bit her bottom lip and nodded. "I am."

Hank responded by trailing kisses along her neck and collarbone, sliding his hands under her red polo shirt.

She gasped and opened her eyes at his sudden touch. Intending to return to the feeling, Sara started to close her eyes but something to her left caught her attention. It was yellow and lacy. She cringed, realizing that it wasn't hers. Biting her lip to stop the tears that were threatening to fall, she grabbed Hank's hands.

"Hank?" She refused to look at him, instead kept her eyes on the closet door.

"Sara? I thought…" He followed her gaze and found what she was looking at. "Shit." He though to himself. "I thought I cleaned everything up."

"That's not mine?" Her statement came out more like a question.

"Sara, listen. I can explain. My girlfriend came -."

"Girlfriend?"

"Ex. Ex-girlfriend. We broke up." He tried to explain.

"When?"

"Two nights ago."

"Two nights? Hank, we've been seeing each other for almost seven months now!" Sara exclaimed.

"I know, I… we had a fight and then I met you and -."

"I need to go. Where are my keys?" Sara pulled her shirt back down and wriggled out from under him.

"Sara, wait…" Hank followed her out of the room.

"Where are my keys?"

"Sara!" He grabbed her upper arm. "Listen to me. I broke up with her for you."

"No, no, you didn't. Please, don't lie to me, Hank. Just give me my keys and let me go." Sara said, struggling to keep her voice in check.

"Please, Sara…"

"No! Hank, let go! You're hurting me." She begged, tears spilling down her face.

Hank abruptly let go off her arm, realizing for the first time just how tight he'd actually been holding on.

Sara finally found her keys on the floor, next to the door. Bending down to scoop them up, she felt Hank's hand on her waist.

"Sara." He grabbed her wrist. "Please, just…" He started and pulled her in towards him. Moving his hand from her waist, he brought it up to cup her cheek and looked straight into her eyes. "Hear me out." Sara didn't answer but Hank saw her bottom lip tremble. Lowering his head, he captured her lips in his.

Sara pulled back almost immediately and brought her hand up to slap him. "Bastard."

"Ow, shit. Sara!" He let down of her and touched his already red cheek. "That hurt!"

Taking this to her advantage, she slammed the door opened, knocking Hank in the face in the process. After blindly running down the three flights of stairs, Sara continued straight through the pouring rain to her car and peeled out of the parking lot. Feeling her phone vibrating in her pocket, she yanked it out and looked at the caller ID. It was Hank. Sara took a deep breath and flipped the phone open.

"Hank, please, just leave me alone!"

"You bitch! You broke my nose! You're going to pay for that!" He was screaming on the other end.

Sara, actually scared for once, threw her phone onto the floor of the passenger side and sped up. Looking around, she realized that she was nearing the lab but then remembered that no one was there anymore. Well, no one except Grissom and she was definitely not going there. With that decided, Sara made a sharp left and continued towards the other side of the town.

She pulled into the driveway of her co-workers' house a few minutes later and shut the car off. Pausing to collect herself, Sara saw a light turn on insider and watched the curtains move. She climbed out of her car and walked towards the front door, wrapping her arms around herself in an attempt to shield her from the pouring rain.

"Sara?" The door opened and Catherine stepped out onto the stoop, holding an umbrella above her. "Sara, what are you doing here?"