A/N: I'm still struggling a little with this story, I feel like I'm boring everyone by just going through shows, let me know if you have ideas or want me to try something new with this story, I don't want to make you all lose interest!

Hidden Emotions

Chapter Fifteen

Later that night and their plan was just about to take place. Grissom had just reached the van which surveillance footage would be viewed by Culpepper a technician, and Grissom.

Sara was stepping out of the van as Grissom walked up to it. When he saw her he couldn't believe it, she was wearing a skirt, Sara Sidle was actually wearing a skirt, he had never seen her wearing one before and she looked great in it. She was wearing an orange tank top, a flowery orange and yellow skirt and sandals. He could have looked at her all day but he didn't have time, he wanted to stop their plan before it went too far and Sara ended up being a real victim.

"This is a pretty flimsy excuse to get your circus up and running, don't you think?" He said to Culpepper angrily.

"Lives are at stake, I'll take flimsy over nothing" He replied.

Grissom couldn't believe what he was hearing, yes, lives were at stake, and one of them was Sara's. "This is action for action's sake Culpepper. You're risking my CSI's life."

Culpepper walked away, Grissom was desperate, he wanted to tell Sara how he felt there and then. Sara walked up to Grissom, he was hoping she would back down from the plan, but had no such luck.

"Look, this is my idea. I want to do something before another girl gets killed and ..." She didn't get a chance to finish as he interrupted her.

"Listen to me, Sara. If we study his past, we can predict his future." He was almost pleading her to change her mind.

"You've been saying that for weeks. It's taking too long. Someone else is going to die and you're still going to be figuring it out."

He stared at her, she was right, their killer was moving too fast. He felt like he was actually seeing the real her for the first time, he knew she just wanted to catch him and realised he was being selfish; He wanted to stop her from being killed, and he knew that by doing that he would be letting someone else be murdered. He was about to say something when Culpepper shouted over.

"Okay, Sidle we're good to go."

She took a deep breath. "Wish me luck" She said, helplessly.

"Good luck, I love you"

He stared after her, Culpepper looked over, noticing the exchange between the two again, there was definitely some tension between them.

Grissom was angry, and stunned, he wanted to stop her, but he also wanted to let her go on too. He looked over to Brass who smiled at him slightly, there was something between Grissom and Sara, he didn't know what but he would find out. Eventually.

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Grissom and Culpepper were sitting watching the surveillance. A man had just walked past Sara's isle twice.

"Whoa, that guy's coming back" Grissom said, as he watched the man walk past for the second time.

They watched as he approached Sara.

"Would you happen to have a cigarette?" He asked. He had a broad build, with black hair, and a face that looked innocent but evil at the same time.

"Um... Yeah, actually" Sara replied, smiling nervously. Grissom watched, just as nervous as her.

"Culpepper..." He said, warning him.

"Let her play" He replied.

"I've been trying to quit. Didn't want to buy a pack." The man said, watching, as Sara looked around in her bag for the packet.

"Me, too. This is my last pack ... but, uh, I say that every week, so ..." Grissom was surprised, he didn't know Sara smoked. She handed the pack of cigarettes and he took one out, she put the pack back in her bag.

"Non-filtered. The women I know smoke filtered-- you know those long, skinny cigarettes?" The man smiled.

"Guess it depends on the woman." She said, watching him carefully.

"Guess it does." He put the cigarette between his lips. "You got a light?"

"Sure. Yeah" She looked in her bag again, the man looked around him.

"You live round here?"

"Maybe."

Grissom watched, smiling. "That's my girl"

"I don't usually give out that kind of information"

"It's probably smart. I wouldn't tell me either." He smiled nervously and looked at her for a short while. "You're cute"

Sara gazed at him, for a second Grissom thought she was actually buying it. Well, he couldn't blame the guy for saying that, she was.

"Thanks"

The man looked to the side, Sara also looked, the man reached his hand into her bag. Grissom watched helplessly, while Culpepper alerted the officers.

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"Alright, we're on the move. Lets go!" He shouted.

Grissom jumped out of the van with Culpepper and some officers following with their guns drawn.

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"Hey!" Sara shouted at the man as the officers reached them.

"Don't move!" An officer shouted, the man took a step back and held up Sara's wallet.

"I'll give it back, here!" He dropped her wallet, an FBI Agent cuffed him. Grissom picked up Sara's wallet.

Culpeppers phone rang and he answered it. After he hung up he spoke. "I do not believe this is our man"

"What was your first clue?" Asked Grissom.

"Murder at the Monaco Hotel. Woman found bound in her room stripped and strangled."

Culpepper turned and left. Grissom looked at Sara.

"He met the profile" She sad sadly.

He handed Sara her wallet, then put his hand on her back as they walked out of the store.

"Sometimes the hardest thing, is to do nothing"

They both knew the double meaning of his words.

A/N: Short-ish chapter, I know, I'll hopefully have another up tomorrow!

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