Life ever works out the way you plan it!

Authors note – Hi all I would say this was a joy to write but it wasn't, the pain I'm feeling right now can not be expressed clearly through fan fiction, but it slightly helps. I sometimes wonder if there really is a god, if there is then why does he punish the good people of the world and the bad people get luxury, this may not be entirely true but that is the way I feel and to be honest I think my brothers Finlay and Matthew and sister Sakula feel the same.

You maybe wondering what this is all about well here goes, my dad (technically step dad, whatever) was told yesterday that he had an incurable Cancer, I'm devastated. I've already lost one dad I really don't want to lose another, that is why I feel the world is a messed up place.

Disclaimer - Don't own CSI, just this story and the dread in the pit of my stomach and heart that I will lose my dad.

Authors note Two – Thanks to Trish for the BETA work, you're the greatest!

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I Sara Sidle-Grissom would never be prepared for this no matter what you think, how do you tell your children a fact like this when they are only Nine, Seven, Three and Two? If anyone can answer that let me know because at the moment I can't and that depresses me.

Thirtieth of August 2008 19.38 pm, break room Las Vegas Crime lab

"Oh come off it, Ecklie did not say you are the greatest CSI" Catherine protested turning to Sara "Do you here this? Greg thinks that Ecklie thinks he's the greatest CSI, only in your dreams Greg!"

"I here you" Sara replies looking at her watch for the tenth time in two minutes "Where is Gil?"

"Ha Gil" Greg giggled child like "Sounds strange you saying that"

"How strange? Greg Gil is my husband and father to our children" Sara replied staring directly at Greg "I wouldn't call him Grissom would I?"

"No, but it's just strange" Greg replied bursting into childish giggles once again.

"Anyway, how is the brood Sar?" Nick asked placing coffee in front of everyone "You do drink Coffee now Sar?"

"I drink it like a fashion, just attach the drip to my arm now please" Sara responded getting faint chuckles from Catherine "Oh Cath, Lindsay left her jacket in our car"

"Thanks, we couldn't find it I swear she would lose her head if it wasn't attached" Catherine remarked now looking at her own watch "Where is Gil?"

Greg giggled once again then groaned as Sara hit him across the back of the head, causing the room to erupt in laughter only to go quiet when an angry Gil Grissom walked in.



"Whoa who's died?" Greg asked receiving glares from everyone, more Gil than anyone else "Ok shutting up now"

"Wise choice" Gil said harshly "Right we have one assignment all going it's at Henderson, let's get going"

Everyone stood up and vacated the room, everyone that is except Sara, Gil turned to his wife and removed his glasses from his face and massaged his temple.

"Don't ask" Gil requested "This is not the time or the place"

Sara nodded and followed her husband down the corridor and to their Denali. Sara noticed that her husband seem distant, Sara finally realised that Gil had been distant for the past week and wondered why he hadn't said what was bothering him, he normally did and that confused Sara.

"Gil what is bothering you? You have ignored me for over a week, you don't let me touch you, why?" Sara asked in one quick breath.

"I told you this isn't the time or place" Gil barked sighing as Sara glared at him "Don't look at me like that!"

"How can you say that?" Sara snarled "I am your wife and have every right to ask you, what difference does it make where you tell me why your being a jerk to me, the kids and the team, you need to change your attitude!"

"Sara please" Gil begged going quiet as Ecklie walked past "Can we leave this till after shift, please?"

"Yea whatever, do as you wish you always do" Sara replied grabbing her kit and storming out into the car park.

Gil once again rubbed the bridge of his forehead, feeling a migraine coming on he slowly walked out into the surprisingly fresh air of Las Vegas and his angry wife, who was giving him glares. The ride to the crime scene was quiet as soon as Gil pulled up behind Catherine, Sara bolted out of the car and towards Jim.

"Hey Sara how are you?" Jim enquired seeing the anger in her face "Ecklie piss you off?"

"Not Ecklie, just some other idiot!" Sara replied waiting for the rest of the team to arrive.

"Eager much Sar" Greg playfully asked receiving a glare "Sorry was just asking, Jesus!"

"Eager? You are such a ... I can't even finish my sentence, what do we have then Jim?" Sara asked not noticing the shocked faces of her co workers.

"Young couple murdered in their sleep" Jim explained "Looks like they tried to fight their attacker or attackers I'll leave that up to you"

"Ok guys, Sara and Cath bedroom Warrick downstairs and me and Greg perimeter" Gil said watching as everyone expect Greg moved, sensing the young man was looking at him Gil looked at Greg "Yes Greg?"



"What ever is bothering you Griss, tell us or better yet tell Sara she is your wife after all" Greg said picking up his kit and walking to the front of the house.

Gil nodded at Greg's back and walked towards the house, Gil knew that he would have to tell his wife and his extended family, but the crime scene or the lab was not the best place.

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Gil stood in the morgue with Doctor Robbins as he explained what had happened to the young couple, pretty obvious to Gil blunt head force trauma to the head and stab wounds, Gil nodded on occasion so that Al didn't think he was being rude, sensing something was wrong with his friend and co worker Al placed a hand on Gil's shoulder.

"Gil are you ok? You seem distance" Al mentioned pulling Gil towards his seat "Sit down, water?"

"No thanks, oh what am I going to do?" Gil groaned burying his head in his hands "My kids are too young for this"

"Too young for what? Gil what have you done?" Al asked worried that his friend had done something stupid.

"I have to tell Sara and the kids first, then the team" Gil replied "Sorry Al I've got to go"

Gil walked out of the morgue leaving Al stunned and standing staring open mouthed at the door, Gil walked towards his office, closing the door and the blinds Gil sat down at his desk and looked at his family photo of himself, Sara, EllieMay, Jackson, Matthew, Gracie and Hank, that was when Gil let the built up tears flow, he now knew that this picture he held in his hand was the last family photo he would have.

TBC

Ok please read and review, more to come not that it's a joy to write mind you.