Disclaimer: I don't own 'em…I wish I did…and boy the fun I'd have!!
"Lindsey. Sweetie. It's time to go. You need to come with me now," Gil Grissom said as he held his hand out to the lost looking teenager.
Her chin was quivering as she looked up at him with tear-streaked cheeks. "They're both…"
"Yes, sweetie, they are," he said as he sat down beside her and pulled her into a hug.
"Lindsey, I know it's still pretty soon. But do you know what happened? What went on between them tonight?" Although he was trying to be compassionate, Grissom was still an investigator and knew that the longer they waited, the fuzzier the details would become.
He looked down at the girl leaning against him and thought about how much she had grown over the years. For some reason, every time he'd look at her he'd always see her as that little girl who used to sleep on the couch in her mother's office at night.
As she stood up and walked out of her house, leaning on him for support, she said, "I think Sara had a nightmare."
Short, I know. But let's call it a teaser chapter. More will follow...I think.