Secret life

Authors note - Hi all and welcome to yes another story of mine, this one I found when tidying up, it's strange what you find in boxes nowadays. You see I moved into this house approximately a year and a half ago and still I'm unpacking boxes, you would say why has it taken you this long, well I do have fourteen children (please read profile for further details) and a very demanding job. For those who know me, yes I will update my other stories, when I find where I left the paperwork.

Disclaimer - I don't own CSI, no matter how many times you state it in your story, unfortunately. I do own all the DVD's and I'm currently reconstructing a head, with clay. Now that I have read that I realise that sounds strange just imagine a head (not a real one) on a metal pole and you have to play CSI and reconstruct a head, hopefully that sounds better and you don't think I'm going around the UK, killing people and doing something with their head. Umm happy reading.

Csicsicsicsicsicsicsicsi

It was a beautiful sunny day, the sky was a light shade of blue and there wasn't a cloud in sight. Gil Grissom stood in the garden of his late mother's home, you see Mrs Grissom had currently passed away and Gil was there for her funeral. Gil was awoken from his trance by a small cough behind him, Gil turned to find a small girl staring at him.

"Dad what time is it?"

"Emily the time is seven am, why are you up so early?" Gil enquired looking at Emily.

"I couldn't sleep, dad what happens now?" Emily asked playing with a piece of wood on the door frame.

"I haven't figured that one out yet" Gil replied "Go watch television Emily"

"Ok dad" Emily sighed in response walking away.

Gil looked back out into the garden and then made his way into the house, finding Emily glued to the TV, Gil picked up his cell phone and dialled his girlfriend.

"Hey, how's it going?"

"Sara it's going well…going how it should be" Gil responded "Where are you?"

"Currently about to take Hank out for his walk before it tears the house apart, why?" Sara asked holding onto Hank's lead.

"Well it's difficult to say over the phone, funeral's later today then I'll be coming home" Gil replied smiling down the phone "We will talk then, so how's work?"

"Gil Grissom you are on compassionate leave, forget about the lab for a while" Sara said "Look Gil I've really got to take Hank for his walk before it tears my arm out my socket, take care and see you soon, love you"

"Yea love you too" Gil replied disconnecting the call "Emily what do you want for breakfast?"

"I'm not hungry" Emily replied from the family room "I don't want to eat"

"Emily Grace Grissom you will not go without breakfast" Gil warned his daughter "Now come get something to eat, what would your Grandma say?"

Emily walked from the family room mumbling giving her father a disgruntled look, Emily went to the far cupboard got herself a bowl and the cereal and made herself something to eat, rolling her eyes at the father, Emily made her way back towards the TV, mumbling as she went.

"Emily don't mumble under your breath" Gil said making himself some cereal and a coffee "You want a drink of tea?"

"Got no more milk" Emily responded groaning loudly "And this is off"

"Right ok then, umm what else do we have here to eat?" Gil asked himself opening very cupboard "Emily where's all the food?"

"I don't know" Emily replied smiling when her dad jumped "Hey did I scare you?"

"No, so what did you eat when your Grandma was alive?" Gil asked the back of his daughters head.

"Grandma would buy takeaways, she would never cook" Emily replied "Dad are you leaving me here?"

"Don't be daft, where will you live?" Gil responded pulling Emily towards "You can't live here, your eleven years old"

"I can take care of myself, I've had to for years" Emily replied shrugging her dad's hand from her shoulder "I mean you haven't been around much have you?"

"No and I apologise for that" Gil replied "Look after the funeral I'm heading back to Vegas and your coming with me, you will get to meet my friends, co workers and girlfriend"

"Girlfriend? You never told me you had a girlfriend" Emily said "Does she know about me? Daft question really"

"No Sara doesn't know about you, but she will do later today" Gil said looking at his watch "It's almost seven- thirty best start getting ready we leave at nine prompt"

"Yes sir!" Emily said saluting her father and scurrying away quickly.

At nine am sharp, Gil and Emily left the home of Emily Jane Grissom, loving mother and grandmother to them both. Emily got into the private funeral car and buried her head in her heads, she wanted this day to be over quickly, not many people knew the heartache she had gone through in her eleven years. Firstly she lost her mother and step father at the age of three, Gil not being around as much and now eight years later the woman that had brought her up.

Csicsicsicsicsicsicsicsi

After the funeral Gil and Emily went back to the house and gathered their luggage the rest of the furniture and belongings were going to be shipped to Vegas where they could be sorted from there.

What felt like an eternity too Emily was in fact a few hours they were stood in the airport waiting for Sara to come pick them up, Emily stood on top of one the chairs looking at the doors to see whether anyone was coming in, Gil nudged Emily and moved his head, in a silent gesture to get down, Emily rolled her eyes and sat down on the chair, biting her nails.

"When did you bite your nails? Stop it, it's a disgusting habit" Gil said to Emily.

"When did you ever care?" Emily replied folding her arms over her chest.

"Emily watch the attitude" Gil warned her smiling when he saw Sara coming towards him waving like mad "Emily cheer up Sara's here"

"Oh whoopee do" Emily whispered standing up and looking directly into Sara's eyes "Oh my god wow"

"Hey stranger" Sara said hugging and kissing Gil "You got everything?

"Excuse me, I'll introduce myself shall I?" Emily stated loudly "Hello I'm Emily Grissom you must be Sara pleasure to meet you"

"Thanks" Sara responded quietly "Not to be rude or anything but you are in relation to Gil?"

"Well I'm his daughter" Emily replied taking Sara's arm "So I bet you have loads of silly stories about my dear old dad?"

"Well yes" Sara replied walking away from Gil "Oh Gil you are ok with all the bags?"

"Yea he will be fine" Emily replied for her dad "So do you and my dad like you know live together? Have any kids? Pets? Sorry just got to know what I'm heading for"

"We have one dog, Hank he's a boxer" Sara responded unlocking her SUV "Want in front or back?"

"Front we got more talking missy" Emily replied playfully "So what's my dad like really?"

Sara watched as Gil grunted from the back as he placed all the luggage in the back, turning back to the energetic eleven year old Sara smiled and responded.

"A nutter" Sara said smiling "So how old are you? Aren't you named after your Grandmother?"

"I'm eleven and..and how did you know I was named after my Grandma?" Emily asked clicking her seat belt in place "Did you know my Grandma?"

Sara sensed that she was touching on a bad subject so just smiled and pulled out her parking space, the drive home was quiet due to the fact that Emily had fallen to sleep, her long auburn hair falling over her face. Sara concentrated on driving but she knew as soon as she was home she would be having words with her boyfriend.

TBC

So ladies and gents, what do you think so far? Like it, don't like it? Think I should give up douse myself in bleach and never think of writing anymore? Ahh on a serious note how do you think Sara will react? Happy, sad, angry? Well only one way to find out read and review and I may email you back and tell you.

Thanks once more the ever grateful and slightly crazy Kayla Louise.