“Hey.”
“Are you OK?” Brass called him earlier, explaining that there was an incident involving Sara and a suspect.
“No.”
He takes a seat next to her on the couch. “Want to talk about it?”
“Not really.”
They are silent for a while. He takes her hand, weaving their fingers together.
“I’m leaving.”
“CSI?”
She nods, and
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