Hello! So first off that you all SO SO much for the reviews!! =) Whoo!! Haha Yeah the made me very happy as I'm sure you can kinda tell! lol Anyway, I know that Grissom is very OOC but I just know where I want the story to go and he kind of has to be in order to get there. So I'm sorry if it's a little much, even I don't like him acting this way! But it's just one of those stories that you can't get out of your head til it's on paper and yeah. So please, try and stick with the story, I'm a huge die hard GSR fan and there will be a happy ending.

And if any of you know me, you know I love music. It's such a big part of my life and I don't know what I'd do without it. So each chapter will also have a song to go with it. Sometimes the song name will match, or a lyric, or just cause I like the melody and stuff of the song, and sometimes it will have nothing to do with the chapter! haha So since I can't put links on here, maybe (If you want) you can go on YouTube and listen while you read.

Another big thanks to my beta, PyschWardSiren, you are the best! :)

Now on with the chapter! Thanks again for reading!!!

Chapter 2 - "A Little Out Of It" Slide by Dido

Sara sat at the diner, surrounded by three of her closest friends. Who were actually more like family to her. They were laughing and joking, having a good time. But for some reason, Sara just couldn't get the look on Grissoms face out of her head. And what bothered her even more, was that it was preventing her from having a nice night out.

Something inside of her felt wrong. Out of place.. But she couldn't put her finger on it. She couldn't solve the puzzle and bring herself that satisfaction.

Here she was, staring at the plate of perfectly good food in front of her. Yet she wasn't hungry. She just kept seeing Grissoms face over and over in her mind like a broken record.

Sara wasn't sure if she should be worried, mad, or if she was just over reacting to the whole thing. The over reacting part was most likely, if not definitely, true. But she could not shake the feeling that lay deep inside her core.

"Sara?...You alright? You look a little out of it." Catherine said, giving Sara a concerned, motherly look from across the booth.

Not lifting her eyes from her plate, Sara responded,"Yeah, um I think I'm just gonna head home. Sorry guys, I'm just off, or something tonight." She didn't even wait for them to argue or even say goodbye, she just grabbed her bag and headed for the exit like the building was on fire.

She was almost to her car when she heard someone calling her name. Sara sighed and turned around to face Nick, crossing the short distance to her car. "I just wanted to make sure you're okay. You got outa there like a bat out of hell. Something wrong?"

A rush of guilt immediately washed over her. Sara smiled at him apologetically. "Sorry. I just..." She closed her eyes, needing a moment to think. How could she explain something she didn't even have a clue about?

"I just have something on my mind and that I just can't stop thinking about. I'm really sorry though. I think I just need to go home and get some sleep or-or something. Could you tell everyone that I'm really sorry about ruining lunch. I'll uh make it up sometime okay?"

"Sara, if something is bothering you, you know you can talk to me. I'll listen. I may not have the best advice, if any, but..." Nick trailed off, not knowing what more there was to say.

"No. It's okay really. I just," Sara sighed. She hated doing this to Nick. He was her closest friend, but she wasn't even sure if what she was worrying about was something she even should be worrying about.

Nick felt his heart break a little for Sara. He hated seeing her like this. Not knowing what was troubling her or how to help. But he also knew that when it came to Sara and her feelings, he had to keep his distance and not push her to far. "Alright. You'll call me if you need anything though, right?"

Sara smiled at him, but it didn't reach her eyes.. "Don't worry Nick. I'm fine, really. I'm probably just over reacting and I'll go home and the whole issue will be over with."

"But you will call me?"

Sara laughed a little and rolled her eyes playfully at him. "Yes. If I need to talk, I will definitely call you."

Nick smiled his big brother smile. "I'll see you later, Sar."

"'kay." Sara got into her car and watched Nick in her rear view mirror as he made his way back into the diner. Sara took her cell phone out of her bag and hit speed dial. The line kept ringing. He never picked up.

"Hey Gil...It's me. Um I uh just wanted to let you know I'm heading home now. I was just wondering if you were with your paper work stuff yet...Yeah, anyways. I'll uh, see you at home then? Give me a call when you get this.....I love you."

Sara hung up and sighed. She closed her eyes as she ran her fingers through her hair. Her head felt as if someone had taken a sledge hammer to it. "Oh God, this is so stupid." She said aloud, to the empty car. "This is so, so stupid."

She picked up her cell again and dialed the familiar number. "Hey Judy, it's Sara...Yeah, I was just wondering if Grissom was still in?....Oh. He left a half hour ago huh?....No. No, that's okay. I'll just catch him later then...Okay. Thanks, bye."

The clock on the dash said that it was 1:02. Sara figured that she had been at the diner no more then 45 minutes. That meant that Gil would have left the lab a little after she did. She kept telling herself that she was over reacting to this whole thing. That he probably just headed home and didn't feel like going out to lunch. That's what happened...Wasn't it?

But her heart was telling her something different. Something was wrong, she could tell. There was no reason for her to be feeling this way, and yet here she was, palms sweaty and heart beating almost twice as fast.

Something was going on with Gil, and she was determined to find out what it was.

"How are you holding up?" He asked, sitting across from her in the small living room.

"As well as can be expected I guess. I know that is sounds horrible, but I'm not completely devastated by Zack's death. I know that he was my brother and, don't get me wrong, I loved him...But after not hearing from him or seeing him in so many years and then just showing up out of the blue a few months ago, it's hard to truly miss someone that you barely knew yourself."

"That's not horrible. It's human nature. We grow attached to those around us. Family and friends that live far away, that we don't see much of, we still love them, just not with as much compassion as we do for the people who are close to us."

"I guess you're right." Amy said, her voice empty. "Then tell me why I feel so cold and empty and wrong? I feel like I'm this hateful, un-feeling person because I don't miss him more...He was my brother." She added the last part just above a whisper.

Grissom's eyes filled with concern and worry as silent tears began to fall down her face. He looked around the room, as if to make sure no one was watching, and then moved across the room to sit down next to her.

Slowly, he put his arm around her shaking frame. The gesture felt awkward and strange, but after a few moments they both relaxed into it. He enjoyed having someone to hold, and she openly welcomed the comfort.

As Sara drove home her mind raced. Coming up with the many different possible scenarios of what could have happened to Grissom. How he got stuck in traffic and forgot to turn his phone on. How he got talking to someone and just lost track of time. And yet with each minute that passed, Sara grew more and more discouraged. It wasn't like Gil to go off and do something without telling her.

Sara pulled into the driveway and Grissom's car was nowhere in sight. Turning off the engine she let her head fall against the steering wheel. 'God, I'm over re-acting.' She thought, shaking her head. She thought it was funny how she kept telling herself that and yet she still didn't believe it one little bit. She was acting like some high school, boy-crazy, girl who was freaking out because her boyfriend hadn't called her yet.

No. Sara wasn't that high school girl. Nope, she was the thirty-something year old CSI who was freaking out because her boyfriend hadn't returned her call in a timely fashion. Sara figured that was just as bad, if not worse.

Upon the realization that there could be a message from Grissom waiting for her on the machine inside, although it was very unlikely, she hurriedly got out of the car and went inside. Going straight into the kitchen her heart sank as saw there was nothing. "So stupid." She said under her breathe.

Sara set her keys and wallet on the counter and then went to the back door to let Hank inside. He greeted her happily, totally unaware to her inner turmoil. "What are we going to do with him, huh Hank?" Sara asked as she walked over to the couch, took her shoes off and turned the TV on. She patted the seat next to her and Hank happily jumped up and settled down, resting his head in her lap.

"We could make him sleep out in your dog house for a few days?...No, that wouldn't be fair to you. What am I thinking? Let's see, we could make him make dinner for a whole week and take you for a nice long walk every day? How does that sound?" Hank just looked at her and waged his tail. "Good. That's what we'll do....As soon as I know where he is." Sara added softly.

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