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[Another entry from Sara's private journal]

March 12, 2004

We caught the Chimera rapist. A genetic anomaly, among other things, had us release him prematurely. Resulting in the death of one of the women he raped. I know, intellectually, I wasn't at fault. Why was I the one charged with informing her family though? Grissom is the supervisor...

Not relevant. Get your head together, Sidle. That's not why you cracked out the book today.

I was pulled over last night for a DUI. Honest to god, I only drank two beers with Nicky and Warrick. I even managed to congratulate him without sounding false. They were the ones doing the shots...but I was the one pulled over.

Oddly enough, they didn't book me. Instead, they called Grissom.

He didn't yell at me. He simply took my hand and said he would take me home.

I can't handle his kindness. It gives me hope. I can't afford to have hope where he is concerned.

Maybe the vacation will be good for me.

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Back in Vegas to pick up the mail, pay bills, water plants, ect., Sara is a bit surprised to find a package waiting from her older brother.

Lil'Sis,

Thought you could use this. Love ya.

She opens the box, pulling out a book and a basket of oils.

"Funny, Sander."

She repackages the items and carries them back to Milliways. Someone will be receiving a random gift in the mail.