Disclaimer: Sorry, I don't own the CSI characters.

Sara's POV:

The searing light enters through a gap in the curtains, as I try to open my eyes. After a few minutes of blinking and shutting my eyes and turning from the light I'm finally able to wake up. I feel the familiar arm draped across my stomach, his breath on the back of my neck, and I turn round to face him.

I remove his arm and head to the bathroom and splash some water over my face, waking me up even further. I glance down at my watch. 'Great still five hours till work, which means I only had three hours sleep.' I sigh and head back towards the bed and sit on the end of it. For a few minutes I just stare at him, sleeping peacefully his breathing even.

Suddenly thoughts are racing through my mind. 'Why am I doing this still? I love him but I'm not in love with him? But I don't want to hurt him, he'd be devastated. But I can't keep carrying on this lie. I need to tell him. I will, soon.'

I scoot back up on the bed and lie back down facing him.

'Grissom, I need to talk to you. Grissom. Wake up.' He mumbles something and then turns back over on his other side. 'Fine, be like that.' I remove myself from the bed again and quietly make my way into the kitchen. I grab and bottle of water out of the fridge and sit on one of the kitchen stools, grabbing my cell phone as I sit. I hit speed dial 1 and listen to it ringing. 'She's probably asleep, won't even answer.'

'Hello.' Now I know I've woken her up as that's not the usual way she answers.

'Hey, it's me. I'm sorry for ringing so early.' I know I'm not really.

'Don't worry about it. I wasn't sleeping properly anyway. Can't seem to these days.'

'No, me neither. I really need to see you. I know I only saw you like five hours ago, but I really need to see you.'

'Glad to hear it.' I know she's smirking on the other end.

'Is it ok if I come over? You know you can't come over here,'

'Yeah, how long you going to be cos I'll put coffee on.'

'I just have to stick some clothes on, then I'll be right over. So about twenty minutes.'

'Ok, see you in a minute.' And she hangs up the phone.

I quietly make my way back in the bedroom and grab some navy trackie bottoms and a black tank top and quietly make my out the door, not once looking behind me.

It takes me only 15 minutes to get there and I know I've probably broken a number of speeding limits on the way but I don't care. I need to see her. I pull into her driveway and park next to her Denali, and head towards the door. I don't even have to knock and the door is swung open.

'Hey, you were quick.' Catherine says as I make my way past her and into her lounge.

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