Sorry about this chapter, was originally better, but the stupid computer crashed as I was saving the finished version. Lost it all, made it back from scratch but just didn't have the energy left to get it back up to the standard of the last one.

But you will just have to cope with it, I may alter it later.

It has also altered the story line because the first version took a lot of time and effort, and now I don't have the time, energy or patience left.

Will try to make it up in the next chapter

Sara rolled over in bed, not wanting to get up. Getting up meant going into work. Getting up meant seeing Catherine. Seeing Catherine meant finding out if the Clinic had rung yet. Finding out if they had meant she would know if she could be a mother soon. Getting up ... meant seeing Grissom.

She didn't want to keep lying to him. She had cleared it with Catherine that they wouldn't tell Grissom, Catherine had cleared with Grissom that she could have access to Sara's files.

Sara didn't know how she had done it, or what she had told him. She knew that he didn't know what she had decided yet, but she also knew that she didn't want to know what Catherine had told Grissom. She couldn't handle any more lies at the moment. No more secrets. She already felt like she was a bow string, on the verge of snapping, being pulled too tight. She just didn't know where the arrow was been aimed and so what would be the breaking point. And whether she would snap or recover. She didn't know.

She sighed as she dragged herself out of bed and into the shower. She did need to tell Grissom at some point, even Grissom couldn't miss her becoming pregnant. But she was so use to keeping things to herself. For example her family and what had happened. The most anyone knew was that she was raised in foster care. None of the team knew why, especially not Grissom.

She just needed to know if they had rung Catherine yet, she knew it would be while she was at work so that she had access to Sara's records. But they hadn't yet rung and she knew that it would be soon. She still needed to work out how to tell Grissom, the others she could cope with, and she still didn't know what Catherine would say, she needed someone there to support her, she knew she could do it on her own. But she still wanted someone there.

And she still needed to tell Grissom.

She also needed Catherine when it came to moving furniture for the baby.

And she still needed to tell Grissom.

Her mind was brimming with possibilities as she got dressed, different ways she could tell him, how he would react and what he would say.

Her thoughts were still in turmoil as she went down to her car and she only fully became herself again as she pulled her car in next to Grissoms in the CSI car park.

Smoothing her face, and putting it into a slight grin she walked confidently into work, into the locker room, and then carried straight on into the break room after putting her coat in her locker.

Her pace gradually slowed as she walked toward the break room, trying to work out who was in there.

Nick and Warrick were at the table playing cards, and Catherine was sat in a chair laughing at something Greg had just told her. Grissom was nowhere to be seen.

Sara walked into the room, waved to Warrick and Nick, nodded towards Greg, and bee-lined to the chair next to Catherine's.

Giving the blonde woman a questioning look Catherine shook her head slightly in reply. Greg watched the exchange between the two women and grew curious. Glancing once at Catherine and seeing her cool calm exterior, he immediately turned to Sara, spotted her slightly defeated and thoughtful and decided that she would be the one he would get the information out of.

Greg slowly advanced on Sara, knowing the best way to get information out of her was to threaten to tickle her. He wiggled his fingers at her as he moved towards her, a wicked grin on his face.

Sara just stared at him, "You're not getting any information out of me Greg, not today. Go bother the guys if you want to annoy someone." Greg now determined wasn't to be defeated by Sara's stare and her nonchalant tone of voice. Knowing she was a lost cause, he instead turned slightly and headed towards Catherine instead. Adopting a different method though now, he pouted slightly and looked at her with wide eyes, looking just like a puppy.

"Come on Cath, you know you want to tell someone, why not tell me? You have to tell someone. Please" He finished pathetically, he could see her squirming as her desire to be the one to tell someone fought against the trust and friendship she felt for Sara.

He saw in her eyes that she had made her decision, he still didn't know what though. She beckoned Greg to come closer using just her index finger. Greg moved towards her as she said quietly "You really wanna' know Greg? Can you keep it a secret though?"

Greg nodded, as she gestured for him to lean closer so that she could whisper in his ear. Sara stared at Catherine not wanting to believe that she would tell Greg so easily. The guys had stopped their card game and were instead staring at Catherine and Greg, both also now curious to know what was going on. Catherine smiled reassuringly at Sara and then winked at the guys as Greg leaned in.

She placed her hand against Greg's cheek and whispered into his ear, but loud enough for the others to hear. "Good, so can I." She then lightly patted his cheek before he pulled away glaring at her. "Awwww, come on Cath, you know you want to tell someone." He said as the others laughed.

"Ok Greg, I feel kinda mean about that. You wanna know the truth?" Greg nodded emphatically. "You really wanna know?" Greg nodded again, even stronger this time.

"Sara and me are going out, she was wondering if I was off my period yet so that we could get physical again." She said raising her eyebrows to emphasize the point. Her face stayed completely straight.

Nick stared at her, trying to work out if she was telling the truth. Greg, gullible as always, was fighting between disgust at hearing about Catherine's period and excitement at hearing that Catherine and Sara were a couple, all while trying to work out the chances of them kissing in front of him if he asked them to. Warrick was gazing back and forth between Sara trying to work out if it was true and with enormous jealousy in his gaze, still strong from when he had seen Cath's hand on Greg's cheek. Sara stared blankly at Catherine. They both managed to to keep a straight face for about a minute before both bursting into fits of laughter.

Everyone joined in the laughter all know aware that it had been a joke. Greg's face however still held a hint of disappointment, Warrick's eyes now held no jealousy when he looked at Sara, but it still shone strong when he looked at Greg. Unfortunately Catherine and Sara were now rolling around on the floor, tears in their eyes, and so neither saw this pass on Warrick's face.

It was at this point that Grissom walked into the room. Sara stopped laughing and calmed down as soon as she saw him a slight smile still pulling on her lips though. Catherine saw him but simply stayed laying limply on the floor with the occasional giggle creeping out of her. The rest of them all calmed down and stopped laughing but all were still smiling.

Sara's face dropped however at Grissoms first sentence as she tried to conceal her nerves.

"Right OK calm down, Cath there is a call waiting for you on line 2 in my office, someone rang and said that they were calling for you." He glanced slightly at Sara as he said it, Catherine immediately regained her composure and stood back up, nodding at Grissom she walked out of the office, giving Sara's hand a reassuring squeeze as she passed her.

"Right the rest of you have work to do, here are the sheets Warrick and Nick your with Catherine, she already has the information so you can wait here for her. Sara we have a murder at a mental institution. I'll meet you outside in 5 minutes, so grab you kit, vest and jacket and I'll see you outside."

Sara slowly stood up and moved toward the door in a kind of trance.

She got into the lockers before having to sit down, she hated those places, they reminded her of the one her mother had been in. She didn't want to think about that, especially when she was contemplating becoming a mother herself. For a moment she hated Grissom for putting her on this case. Until she realised that it was her fault that he didn't know not to put her on this case, she resolved to tell him more things about herself when she had the chance, starting with her current plans, and then moving on from there, 'if he still wants to talk to me.'

Sara drew in a deep breath to steady herself. She had only just begun thinking clearly again now that her mind was resolved on having a baby and she had run through virtually all possibilities of how Grissom could react, and now this, she needed to sleep after shift today, so that she could carry on with the case tomorrow.

'I can do this, I need to face my demons at some point, at least I will have Grissom with me, not that he will hug me and offer me comfort if I need it. But at least he will be there, and I always have Catherine as soon as I get back to the lab. Oh God I can't do this.'

Trying to get some resolve into her body she grabbed her kit, pulled on her police vest, stood up, squared her shoulders and walked out into the car park to meet Grissom, hoping that it would be a simple, quick case.