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A/N: I'm sorry for the long wait on this chapter I broke my knee so I will have some time to dedicate to my fic. Story. I hope you like this chapter, I don't have a beta so all mistakes are my own. Please, please, please review let me know if you like it or hate it or just want to add suggestions or anything like that thank you.

Chapter. 11

What To Do Now

Grissom walks into his office at his home in Paris, he turns on the computer and starts looking at plane tickets to where his better half is residing. He then picks up his cell phone that was lying next to his computer, and calls the Dean to let him know that he was taking leaving and won't be back for a family reason that needed to be dealt with immediately. After he was done with his phone call, he set his phone back down and paid for his plane ticket. 'Who should I call to come and pick me up, Jim or Catherine? Jim would yell, if not also hit me, Catherine would interrogate me and yell, scream and hit me, well either way things are going to be hard with both choices.' Just then his cell phone goes off.

"Gil Grissom."

"Hey Gil its Jim, are you free to talk for a minute?" Grissom stares off into space. 'Well this seems like a sign, doesn't it? Well at least he will be kinder than Catherine. Hopefully.'

"Hey Jim I was just about to call you, but yes I do have a minute, well I have all the time in the world right now, what can I do for you?"

"I needed to talk to you about Sara…" Grissom sighs in frustration. 'God not him too.'

"Listen Jim I know how close you are to Sara and how close we are so can you not do this right now?"

"No, Gil we need to do this and it needs to be done right now, you need to get your mind right and start groveling, and you better do it right now!"

"I've got a plan, and I'm going to need your help, I know that I have really fucked up this time, I know that this is the worst thing that I have done to Sara, and I know that she is really mad and hurt, and it's my entire fault. I'm going to make up to her."

"You seem to have you head on straight now but how could you let some other woman come in between the two of you? And what are you going to make it up to her?"

"Jim, I love Sara with my heart and soul and I don't want to live my life without her, at first it was an accident but after that I guess I was just lonely and want to feel wanted and that's what Sofia did for me, but I swear on my life that Sara was the only woman that I was thinking about, she is the only woman that I want. I should never have done what I did but I can't change the past so I am going to do the best I can and make it up to her." Brass couldn't hold in his anger toward his friend anymore.

"How do you plan on doing that, promising never to hurt her again? Ha you can't help but hurt her!"

"Jim. I am not going to promise not to hurt her because I am the dumbest smart person when it comes to personal stuff and when it comes to Sara. I am going to end up hurting her, but it will never be like this! She doesn't deserve it…..I can't erase all the wrongs I have done but I can hope and pray for a second or third chance or whatever number I am on now, I can't get our life back the way it was before this but I can make sure that things change for the better, because she deserves better from me and I can and will give that to her."

"Wow seems like you have thought a lot about it."

"Jim that's all I have been able to do, I have to call Sara back but I have a strong feeling that it will end up in a fight or her hanging up on me….So I booked a plane ticket, my plane leaves tomorrow I'm going to need a ride from the airport to the townhouse do you mind doing that for me? And don't tell Sara, I want to surprise her."

"Gil that's great, Got to tell you that if you weren't doing anything about 'this' then I was going to go to Paris and bringing your ass down here in hand cuffs and let the two of you duke it out." They both laugh.

"Jim?"

"Yes."

"What if she doesn't let me in the door, or if she doesn't talk to me, or throws me out?"

"Well we will deal with it as it comes, alright?"

"Yea, I guess."

"Call Sara, then get some sleep you're going to need it! Gil I will kill you if you ever do something like this again, comprehend?"

"Yea, I understand and I will never do 'this' again, I can't lose her I love her too much."

Meanwhile at the lab.

The night shift is starting; Nick and Greg are in the break room waiting on Catherine for assignment slips. Greg is sitting on the couch, reading OPRAH O MAGAZINE, while Nick is getting a cup of coffee. Catherine is in her office when a knock on her door, which pulls her out of her thinking.

"Come in, it's unlocked." Sara steps in, Catherine jumps up and motions for her to take a seat in front of her desk.

"Sara, I thought you said that you weren't coming in today?"

"Yea I was planning on staying at home and drowning in my own tears but I can't stand crying anymore, I just want to get my mind off of the whole situation and do some work."

"Sorry Sara, but there is no cases for some reason all of Las Vegas is on their best behavior , so I have no work for you or for anyone for that matter."

"Come Cath. There got to be something I can do. Paperwork? Cleaning? I do anything, please."

"We're all caught up on paperwork, we have somebody that the lab pays to clean and like I said before there is nothing for anyone to do. But we could always talk?" a big smile appeared on Catherine's face, while Sara shifted in the seat she was sitting in.

"Fine, but I am not going to talk I'll just hang out just in case something pops up."

"Sara, I know we don't have the best friendship, but I do know what it feels like to be cheated on, I know what it is like to be constantly hurt by the person that you love, I know what it feels like to cry, and cry, until you think there is no way you cry anymore, but then you cry some more. I know that pain and the lost of trust and the feeling like you're not wanted, that you're not desirable anymore, like the whole world is laughing at you. Just think about it and know that I am here with my ears open for you when you're ready to talk." Sara gets up from her seat and heads to the door, but turns around and looks at Catherine for a minute.

"Cath?"

"Yea?"

"When all this happened to you, did you feel like talking to anyone?"

"Um...No I guess not."

"Then you also know why I don't want to talk about it."

"I understand that it's still a fresh wound and that you probably feel like you're going to break down if you talk about it right now, but believe me I know from personal experience that it talking about it now is better."

"Personal experience?"

"Gil forced me to talk about it, and I am thankful that he did, I was heading towards self destruction and thanks to a listening friend, and I was able to voice all my thoughts and had help sorting them all out."

"Thanks Cath I appreciate it a lot and I might take you up on your offer after Gil calls me back with an explanation, I might need to vent a lot afterwards." They both let out a chuckle, thankful for the lighting of the mood.

"Well I'm going to go and read in the break room if you need me."

"Hey can you tell the guys that it's another slow night, and to keep the TV. on low if they start playing that stupid football game?"

"Okay, I will."