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A/N: Ok this was actually the first fanfic I ever wrote and never posted it on here. This was written over a year ago so, yeah :)
Chapter one
Sara drew up outside her house. She sighed and shut her eyes for what seemed like only one moment. It had been a long hard shift and affected all of the CSI's working on it in one way or another.
Also, it was her first day back after what had happened with the mini-killer. Stuck, under that car for what seemed like an entirety, with no food and in the pouring, freezing rain. All she could do was claw at the mud and hope someone would find her or she could get herself out.
Boy, how she couldn't wait to lie down and go for one long sleep. But...what was this!
"Oh my God, no I don't need this right now," she whispered to herself. She had just noticed the young brown haired girl, about 11 years old, sitting on her doorstep, face in a book. A large black leather suitcase was beside her.
"This cannot be happening!" She thought to herself. "It's been far too long since I last saw her…Right Sara get a hold of yourself."
Opening the car door, she got out, silently praying that it wasn't her and just some over kid that had got lost or something.
Walking up the drive, she realized that the kid was so absorbed in this book she hadn't he notice Sara yet.
"Hey," Sara said. The girl jumped, quickly slamming the book close. When she looked up at Sara, tears now glazing over her big brown eyes, Sara was sure it was her.
After about a minute in silence the young girl finally managed to say something. Something that would change Sara's life.
"Mom?"
A/N: Soo...Let me know what you think :) Remember...over a year ago fanfic...I've done many more!