~*~

After the dinner we decided that we would go to the supermarket and buy food for the rest of the week. We came home with a couple of paper bags filled with all kinds of food. Lindsey opened the door and let me pass her with the bags. I entered the kitchen and was greeted by Catherine, who was drinking a coffee at the bar, while reading the paper.

I planted the bags on the counter and kissed Catherine.

“Hey babe, have you been gone long?” She asked while she watched the bags that I put onto the counter.

“Nah, just an hour or so didn’t you hear me get up?” Catherine shook her head while she took a sip of her coffee.

“I think that I was unconscious, I was so tired. I could have slept all day.” Catherine said while Lindsey burst into the kitchen.

“Hey sweetie.”  Catherine said while she hugged Lindsey.

Lindsey wrapped her arms around her mother’s neck and sat down on her lap. She caught my attention by the weird movements that she was making. Then she pointed at a ring that she was wearing on her finger and gestured me to get away, all behind Catherine’s back.

I walked out of the kitchen and up the stairs towards the bedroom hiding the ring in the back of my drawer, a place that I knew Catherine would never go. She respects my privacy like I respect hers. I closed the drawer all I had to do was find the perfect moment to ask Catherine.

When I returned to the kitchen I saw that Lindsey was still talking to Catherine about her friends and about school and the movie that she watched with Jenn. 

~*~

Monday morning came faster then I liked. We were getting ready to take Lindsey to school, when the phone rang. I picked it up and sighed when I heard the voice on the other side of the line. “Hi, it’s Griss, Sara, is Catherine there too?” he asked. I knew what was next, he wanted us to get into work.

“Yeah, she’s here. What’s the matter?”

“I just sent Nick and Warrick home, they have been working all weekend on the case. I called them in on Saturday night. And I just sent them home a couple of hours ago. I can’t call them again. But I just received a phone call from the hospital. There was a man brought in with a wound that could be a gunshot wound. But they are not sure if it is. It’s infected and the man is unconscious, someone found him in a motel. Doctors are working on him, he’s lost a lot of blood.”

“We’ll be there, we just have to drop of Lindsey before we come to CSI.”

“Cath, we have to go in, there might be a new lead to our case.”  I said to her as I entered the kitchen.  

“Let’s hope that this will end it, I’m so sick and tired of this case.”

~*~

Half an hour later we walked through the entrance of the CSI building. We entered Grissom office where he was waiting for us.

“We got a call from the Desert Palm Springs hospital, there has been a man brought in with a wound that could be a gunshot. Apparently he got the bullet out somehow but he has a pretty bad infection and he’s unconscious. Brass is waiting at the Desert Palms until he regains consciousness. Meanwhile I would like the two of you to go to the motel. The motel owner found the man when he was going through the rooms on his round.”

“No way, no way Grissom, I’m there when he regains consciousness. I want to look that ***** in the eyes. I want to know why he did it.” Catherine spat out. The anger, frustration and fear of this case had built up past these last weeks.