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Disclaimer: I don't own CSI or CBS...never did, never will.

Before...After.

Sara woke with a start. It had been two days after she left the hospital, and she was supposed to go to work tomorrow evening. Ever since she left the hospital, she had nightmares. nightmares about things that she didn't remember. That past week, the team struggled to tell her all that she forgot. She was thankful for friends like them. But sometimes, memories, or fragments of memories suddenly burst in her head. Those were the causes of her nightmares.

The past week had been hard on her. The guys all wanted to come and be with her for two days, but she rejected their offer. Grissom REALLY wanted to come, but since she only remembers him vaguely, She rejected the offer…twenty-six times.

Kaye called her yesterday. They went on talking for hours. They talked nonstop about how Kaye had met a boy. The boy worked at Las Vegas Crime Lab, and Kaye asked Sara if she knew him. Of course, Sara was surprised when Kaye told her that. Sara was more surprised when Kaye announced that the boy she met and her were already lovers. Boyfriend and girlfriend, to be exact. Sara was surprised the most when Kaye told her that the boy's name was Greg Sanders.

Sara smiled when she thought of her talk with Kaye. It was nice. Kaye had her laughing like no one else can. But then, she remembered why she loved that talk.

That talk helped put her mind off her nightmares.

The nightmares always seemed real. All of them were so vivid.

Her first nightmare was the night after she left the hospital. There was a man whom she thought looked familiar, but couldn't quite remember his name. That man injected her with what she assumed was hallucinogens.

After she had that nightmare, she woke up to someone poking her. It was Nick. They decided that she needed someone to stay with her after she left the hospital. Of course, She wanted him to leave, saying that he might not be on time for assignments…but then she learned that they sent him to her so that she will be safe.

When she fell asleep again, she didn't have a nightmare. more of a dream.

She was wearing a purple gown. She was holding a purple clutch bag, and she wore a purple mask. She was dancing with somebody. He was quite the dancer.

Of course, before her dreams could even continue, they immediately fade and replaced by nightmares.

This time, She woke. Alone. Since nobody was with her, no one could assure her that she will be okay.

Sara got up and went towards the kitchen. She prepared a cup of tea and drank it. She needed to relax. She was okay now. No one can harm her. She went back to her bedroom...and tried to sleep.

The next morning...

Sara woke up. She went and prepared coffee and she made breakfast for herself. Breakfast just for her. She sighed. She was tired of being alone.

After she made breakfast, she ate. Very quickly. When she was done eating, she cleaned her apartment. After cleaning, she went and lay on her bed until exhaustion finally made her sleep.

Grissom's POV

I went to the lab...early as usual. I was giddy. I can't help it. Sara was going back to work. Tonight.

I went inside the lab and I tried to look as normal as possible. As if nothing was new.

I went inside my office. Once I looked at my desk, I felt miserable.

There were many files and folders that needed to be signed. It only means one thing;

Paperwork.

I can't work with Sara tonight.

Damn it.

Sara's POV

I woke up extra early.

I showered and dressed and ate...but I was still too early. So, I went to my car and started driving back to the lab.

The past week was hard on me. I just found out that Hank wasn't really my boyfriend. I also found out that he cheated on me. I wasn't really his girlfriend. More like "the other woman."

I parked. Then I went inside. I went to my locker and put all my things in there. Then I went to the break room and made some sludge that we call coffee.

The rest of the team went inside the break room and sat beside me. We chatted and talked about things. The weather for instance, Lindsey...and the likes.

Grissom came in.

"I have assignments." said Grissom

"Yippee." said Greg

"Nick, and Warrick, you have two DBs out by the strip. Catherine, I'm here for a favor." said Grissom

"Sure. What's up Gil?" asked Catherine

"Could you please fill out the paperwork that were left behind on my desk?" asked Grissom

"But-"

"Sara, Greg, you two are coming with me. We have a possible abduction." said Grissom

As we were walking towards the door, Grissom said ;

"Thank you Catherine." said Grissom

And the last thing that I saw at the break room was Catherine pouting.

But then, Grissom said;

"Guys, you go ahead. I'll follow...Ecklie wants to talk to me." said Grissom

"Okay." we both said

"I'll drive." I grinned

"aww...when will I get to drive?" asked Greg

"Once I have a death wish." I said.

Once we were there, the possible abduction became a homicide. As it turned out, we had A LOT to process.

After about two hours, we were still not done. At that moment, we were desperate for help and very desperate for sleep. Thankfully, Grissom had chosen to arrive, finally.

"Am I too late?" asked Grissom

I think I remember that phrase...where have I heard it before?

"Nope...you aren't. Greg and I already finished processing the kitchen, the guest bedroom and the bathroom." I said

"All right, I'll take the master's bedroom." he said

I heard Greg tell him "Good luck" before he left.

While I was dusting the doorknob for prints, I suddenly remembered where I heard that. As it turned out, I didn't hear it. I wished for it. I wished for that particular phrase to be said by Grissom. I suddenly remembered that fantasy;

After interrogating Dr. Lurie...Grissom went outside the interrogation room and saw me.

"Sara...what are you doing here?" he asked

"I was...listening to your conversation." I said

"Oh."

"So...I'm proven wrong once again. You really couldn't risk your job for that little ounce of happiness, can't you?"

"Sara, that wasn't what I meant..."

"So, Of course, you just put on a show. You decide to tell a murder suspect about your love for a girl but not me? Of course, I forgot. You go and tell your emotions to murder suspects. But not to your friends."

"I just wanted to catch him. I wanted to put him behind bars."

"So you decided to toy with my feelings just to put that guy behind bars? Sometimes, I just don't know what I saw in you."

"It's not that!"

"Then what is it?"

"I- I..."

"I thought so too." I ran towards the door, sobbing.

Once I was safely in my home, I quickly let my tears fall. But then, a knock disturbed me.

I looked through my peephole and saw Grissom. How could he?

"Sara, open the door. Please."

"Go away."

"Sara, if you don't open the door, I swear I'm going to break it down."

"Try."

He tried. But I didn't want my door to be broken so I opened it.

"What do you want?" I asked.

"I want you. To hold you, to be with you, and to make you happy. Please Sara...am I too late?"

Sadly, that was just a fantasy.

Greg interrupted me from my thoughts.

"Hey Sara? Why are you still dusting that after six minutes?" asked Greg

"Oh sorry...I was just lost in thought."

Just then, When I got a fingerprint, something was activated. As it turned out, black dust activates something wired inside the door.

A bomb was about to explode.

Greg quickly got his kit and called for a bomb squad. I quickly got my kit and called for Grissom.

Once Greg, Grissom and I went outside, I forgot something.

I forgot the fingerprint.

I went back inside, against Greg and Grissom's wishes.

I quickly got the fingerprint and went towards the door.

Just when I was nearing the door, the bomb exploded upstairs

Debris hit my head.

The last thing I saw was darkness.

A.N: Do you guys seem to think that I love putting Sara in danger? I don't...I just planned it before :)

By the way…That little part there *points* doesn't exactly count as angst…does it? :)