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Chapter Sixteen

9:30am

Not long after Dr. Walker left, did Nick and Greg return. Sara was sitting in a wheelchair, clutching her stuffed dog while Catherine threw all her belongings into the overnight bag she had packed.

"Time to go home?" Greg asked.

"Yep. Dr. Walker cleared her." Catherine replied.

Nick handed her her coffee and took the bag from her. "We'll get this stuff out to the car and follow you back to your place."

"Thanks, Nicky." Catherine bend down to tie one of Sara's sneakers before pushing her out of the room and down the hall to the elevator that would take them down to the parking garage.

Half an hour later, Catherine was pulling her Tahoe into her driveway, Nick pulling in after her.

As they slowly made it towards the house, the front door was thrown open to reveal Lindsey waiting with Grissom and Warrick sitting on the couch behind her.

"Sara!" The young girl exclaimed, carefully wrapping her arms around her middle to hug her.

"Hey, Lindsey." Sara smiled weakly.

"Me and Warrick made you cookies!"

"Warrick and I." She replied with a grin. "And thank you."

"I brought some things over from your apartment and the spare bedroom is all set up for you, if you're tired." Catherine told her.

"Actually, I kind of just want to watch TV?" Sara asked.

"Sure, I'm going to make some breakfast. Anybody want anything?"

"I'll help, Cath." Greg volunteered.

"Do you have any cereal?" Sara asked. "I don't want to make my stomach mad at me."

"Sure do. Special K, Fruit Loops or Cocoa Puffs?"

"Mmm, Special K, please." Sara replied, letting Catherine help her settle into the recliner.

"Guys? Want anything?" Catherine turned to the three men sitting on the couch. "French toast? Eggs? Cereal?"

Grissom shook his head. "I'll just get some coffee."

"French toast and eggs sound great, Cath." Warrick answered while Nick nodded in agreement. "How're you feeling, girl?" He turned his attention to Sara.

"Sore." Sara replied. "I can't come back to work for another week."

"Sara…" Nick started.

"I know, I know. I have to let myself get better. Can someone put the feet up on this? My ribs hurt sitting like this and I'm afraid to move the wrong way."

"I got it." Nick pulled the lever and slowly pulled the footrest up.

"Thanks, Nicky."

"Sara!" Lindsey came running down the stairs and skidded to a halt next to the chair. "I bought these for you yesterday." She held out a piece of paper with two temporary tattoos on them. There were purple butterflies on one and yellow flowers on the other. "They're for your cast."

"Aw, thanks, Lindsey. You wanna go get a washcloth and we can put them on?"

Lindsey nodded eagerly and ran off again, returning a minute later with a wet washcloth in hand.

"Breakfast is served!" Greg announced from the doorway, holding a giant plate of French toast and a bowl of cereal, Catherine following behind with another plate of scrambled eggs, a pot of coffee, and coffee mugs.

"Getting tattooed, Sara?" Catherine smirked.

"Butterflies and flowers!" Lindsey exclaimed.

"Oh, sure you can handle the pain?" Greg laughed.

Sara just glared at him. "I'm sure I can, Greg. I've got a real one, ya know."

"Do you really? Where?" He inquired.

She lifted her pant let up and slipped her sock down.

"Ohh, I like that." Catherine stooped to get a closer look.

"Thanks." Sara blushed before taking her cereal from Greg.