Jackson is my original character, but I don't own CSI.

I'd thought about adding this on to the first part, kind of like I had on "Really Okay." But I thought it would be cool to have it as an individual chapter. I hadn't thought about how Sara and Jackson are sort of kindred spirits until I started writing this story, so I thought it would make a cool epilogue. Anyway, enough rambling! Hope you enjoy, and pretty please review!

The next day, Jackson was happily playing with Greg when they heard a knock at the door. "Who could that be?" Greg asked Jackson with a soft smile. Jackson giggled as Greg answered the door. He smiled when he saw Sara.

"Aunt Sara!" Jackson said as he rushed into her arms. "You home!"

"Hey, sweetie!" Sara said as she hugged her happy godson. "I missed you!"

"I miss you!" Jackson said as he hugged Sara's neck. "Uncle Nicky an' daddy an' me, we took good care of Hank! But I fink he missed you!"

Sara smiled. "I think he did. You know, he couldn't stop giving me kisses when I came home?"

Jackson giggled. "He gives da slobberiest kisses!"

Sara and Greg laughed softly. "Did he give you those slobbery kisses?" Sara asked.

"Yeah! He gave me kisses an' he let me an' daddy rub his tummy!"

Sara smiled as Jackson told her about playing with Hank. Knowing Jackson was where he belonged and Riley really was at peace with everything gave Sara a sense of calmness.

Greg watched Jackson with Sara. He knew Sara went to Chicago, where Riley was, and didn't know what she'd think of his son's mother.

Listening to Jackson talk about what he did while she was away, Greg smiled sadly. "Hey, Jacks? I've got an idea. Why don't you show Sara the picture you painted of the new tree at your school?"

"Oh, yeah! I get it! Be right back!" Jackson hopped off Sara's lap and rushed to his room.

Sighing quietly, Greg asked, "Did you see her?"

Sara nodded and sighed. "I did. Archie introduced us...he's good, by the way." Thinking of her godson, best friend and the woman she met in Chicago, Sara looked at Greg and softly smiled. "We had a good talk. She misses Jackson, but knows he's doing well. And she hopes Jackson can forgive her someday."

Greg leaned back and sighed deeply. "I can't hate her. She gave me my son...and I never knew I could love anyone as much as I love him."

"I know," Sara said softly as she took Greg's hand.

Sighing deeply, Greg smiled softly. "I'm glad she's okay. Really, I am." With a sad chuckle, he added, "I always wondered what might happen if you two met."

Sara smiled just as Jackson rushed back in and climbed on the couch between her and Greg. "Lookit!" Jackson said as he showed Sara his painting.

"Oh, wow!" Sara said softly with a warm smile.

"Dat's my school," Jackson said, pointing to a building he'd painted. "An' all dose people are my friends an' me. An' dat's my teacher, Miss Lisa. She nice! An' dere's da tree!"

Sara smiled as Jackson showed her everything he'd painted. "This is so beautiful, honey."

"Thank you! Oh, an' here..." Jackson pointed to the tree. "Dis is gunna be dere even when I grow up!"

Sara and Greg smiled as Jackson showed everything in his painting. Watching the little boy happily unaware of Sara's meeting with his mother, Greg smiled sadly.

Jackson looked up and saw Greg watching him. "Daddy, don't you like my painting?"

"I think it's beautiful," Greg said with a warm smile. "But not as beautiful as you, Jacks." He leaned down and kissed Jackson's head. The little boy smiled at his daddy, happy to have his favorite aunt home and just loving being with his father.

Knowing how much Greg and Jackson loved each other, Sara smiled. "You know what, Jackson?" The little boy shook his head. "I missed you the whole time I was away."

"I miss you, too. Did you have fun at da comfrence?"

"The conference was good," Sara replied with a soft smile. "I learned how I can be better at my job, and...I met someone."

"Who?" Jackson innocently asked.

Sara and Greg both sighed deeply as Sara looked into Jackson's eyes. "A very nice woman. And when I told her that I have the most beautiful, wonderful godson...she said I should give you the biggest, most gigantic hug." She wrapped her arms around the happy little boy she loved, kissing his cheeks and giggling with her godson. "I love you so, so much, sweetie!"

"I love you, too, Aunt Sara! An' I glad you met someone nice!"

Greg smiled sadly, knowing Jackson might never understand why Riley wasn't much of a mother and why he only met his daddy when he was three. But he knew Jackson loved him and all his family in Vegas. And Jackson knew his daddy loved him.

Sara pulled away and smiled at Greg. Smiling at Jackson, she said, "You know what? She also thought it's cool that you have a daddy who loves you very, very much."

"I do," Greg said softly but strongly.

Jackson smiled his biggest smile at his father. "I love you, too!" Jackson hugged Greg, and Sara smiled at the two. When he pulled away, Jackson said, "Aunt Sara, know what?"

"What?"

"We love you, too!"

Sara smiled at her loving, extended family. Like Jackson, she didn't have a conventional mother, but both had an extended family they loved. Seeing Jackson and Greg together and knowing they loved each other, Sara knew they and Riley were at peace...and she knew everyone would be just fine.

The End