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Harmless Liaisons: Chapter Two

Sara shivered at the feeling of Greg's breath on her skin. She turned to face him, and placed a gentle kiss on his lips. She smiled into his skin as he held her feeling a sense of warmth surrounding her.

She didn't deserve this.

Sara knew full well that she didn't deserve Greg but here she was with him anyway. Taking in the feeling of his presence, his resistance at letting her go and pretending it was just fine.

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Vartann took a couple of uniforms to the house of a local James Holden's house as it had transpired was the man Andrea had been going on a date with the last time Zack had heard from her. Vartann had had the luck of meeting him the few times he'd been dragged into PD for a drunken disorderly.

There was a "James" in everyone's lives. He was a charmer. Washed up after an attempt at a real relationship. Had tried his very hardest to be faithful, the "good" guy, only to commit the best type of self sabotage and sleep with her best friend. And so now he hangs out in the same bar every night known to everyone there apart from the young women he managed to get into his bed. Convincing himself that it was just in his nature to be like this and that he couldn't change even if he wanted to.

Vartann knocked on the door and waited for a response. But nothing. He glanced through the window. Inside it appeared to be a normal living room.

Well...normal apart from the dead body lying covered in blood and surrounded by chaos in the middle of the floor.

Sighing he stepped back and called it in.

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Sara waited until Greg was out of the room before pulling on a thin gold chain she wore her wedding ring on. She knew it was wrong. And she knew that Greg hated it. But Sara couldn't let go of that part of her life.

She couldn't bring herself to tell everyone the truth.

To have everyone look at her that way after finding out what she had done to their beloved Grissom. To have everyone know that she was a terrible wife.

Shaking the thoughts out of her head, she tucked the chain into her t-shirt out of view, hoping that it will be out of sight enough for Greg, and present enough for everyone else.

Sara looked at herself in the mirror; there was nothing different about the woman staring back at her. It was the same person; the same eyes, smile lines, same broken smile.

The thing Sara tried to figure out as she looked at herself in that mirror was when she had become that selfish.

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Brass got out of the car taking a look around, there was nothing but dessert and a burnt out car.

Why was he here?

"What we got?" he asked Vega who was already there. The man simply explained they had a car...that had been set on fire in the middle of the dessert.

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"What we got?" Nick asked Vartann as he stepped out of the truck, Sara and Greg in tow.

"4 19, the guy is a suspect in a disappearance, came to haul him into PD, and found this." He indicated through the window to the dead man.

With their kits ready they headed inside.

"Doesn't look like there was a force entry through this door." Sara said taking a closer look at the door lock.

"Hey is it me or is that creepy?" Nick asked catching their attention.

On the coffee table was a woman's hand bag, the content of which had been taken out and lined up in small groups of items. The organisation looked almost OCD.

"That...is in fact a bit creepy." She agreed.

"Something tells me, Fusion Pink wasn't his colour." Nick commented picking the lipstick up in his gloved hand.

"We got an ID there...a Miss Andrea Martin." Nick shouted across the room at Vartann while he took photographs of the coffee table.

"That's our missing person." Vartann responded.

"And this guy was a suspect?" Nick asked pointing towards the dead body.

"Yeah...he was the last person we know to have seen her." Vartann explained.

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Catherine and Ray stood looking at the blackened car trying to figure out where to start. The heat beat down on them helping Catherine make a decision.

They looked at Brass the way he had looked at Vega when he arrived, but he just gave them a knowing smile.

"Have fun." Brass said moving towards his car glad to finally be out of there.

"I say we take it back to the lab and process it there."

"Sounds good to me." Ray agreed not wanting to be out in the heat for longer than they had to be.

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Greg could see the chain Sara was wearing tucked into her t-shirt but he didn't say a word. He had seen it this morning when she had attempted to hide it. She could see it now catching the light as she began processing the scene.

But he continued taking photos of the crime scene and picking up bits of evidence because "this was not the right place to talk about it."

This wasn't the right place to confront Sara on why she insisted to wearing, in some senses, her wedding ring even though her marriage was over.

This wasn't the right time to ask her why she wanted a symbol of her love for another man when Greg was in such close proximity.

Oh no, this wasn't the right time or place to confront Sara about why she was so ashamed of the fact they loved each other.

Greg stayed tight lipped letting the anger boil up slowly, running through a script of what he planned on saying later in his head.