I do not own CSI.
Sara was helping Ally take down her outrageous amount of drawings. Sara was going to wait till the next morning to tell Ally.
"Jess told me that your social worker found you a foster family."
Ally nodded and closed one of the boxes.
"Yea I know."
Sara smiled mentally.
"I'll be back in the morning to visit you."
Ally wrapped her arms around Sara's waist.
"See you tomorrow."
Sara arrived the next morning bright and early. Jenna Scott, Ally's social worker was standing next to a not so happy Ally. When Ally saw Sara she smiled and walked up to her.
"Hi Sara I'm glad you came."
Sara hugged Ally.
"Were you worried I wouldn't come?"
Ally nodded and Sara laughed.
"How was I supposed to take you home if I didn't come get you?"
Ally looked shocked then turned around to look at Jenna. Jenna smiled and nodded. Ally looked at Sara next who was also smiling.
"Your my new foster parent?"
"Only if you want me to be?"
Ally wrapped her arms around Sara.
"Defiantly"
Sara hugged Ally back.
"Good"
Sara unlocked her door and followed Ally in.
"It's a little small, but it's big enough."
Ally looked around in amazement. To her it was perfect because she knew she was safe.
"I hope you don't mind I already painted your room, but I think you'll like it."
Sara showed Ally her room and again Ally looked around in amazement. Ally walked around the room taking everything in.
"It's perfect thank you."
Sara smiled happy Ally liked it.
"What would you like for dinner?"
Ally turned to face Sara.
"It doesn't matter just nothing with meat."
Sara laughed and Ally looked a tad confused.
"Don't worry I'm a vegetarian too."
Ally nodded not confused anymore and went back to looking at the room. Sara was glad Ally liked it and she stepped into the kitchen to cook dinner. Ally eventually made her way into the kitchen while Sara was cooking.
"You work for the crime lab right? You're a CSI there."
Sara turned around to look at Ally.
"Yes I am a CSI my boss is Gil Grissom. Wait how do you know where I work?"
Ally smiled.
"Your mom told me."
The door bell rung and before Sara could say anything Ally went to answer it.
When Ally answered the door there was an older man standing at the door.
"Who are you?"
Ally asked.
"Gil Grissom. I assume you're Miss Ally?"
Ally nodded.
"Your Sara's boss."
Grissom nodded even though it wasn't a question.
"Is Sara home?"
Ally looked at Grissom with a 'duh' look.
"She's cooking dinner in the kitchen."
Grissom gave her a small smile and walked towards the kitchen. Ally closed the door and then followed after Grissom. Sara turned around to see who had walked into the kitchen.
"Grissom, I see you met Ally."
Grissom nodded.
"Ally this was my friend I was telling you about who likes bugs."
Ally got the idea and ran to her room.
"You enjoying your first day off in the last seven years?"
Sara laughed a little a Grissom's joke.
"Yes, and Ally is happy so far which is a good sign."
Ally came back holding a piece of paper.
"I don't know how, but Sara said you liked bugs."
Grissom looked the offered pictures. One was a spider on a web and the other was a butterfly sitting on a rose.
"These are very good. You would make an excellent artist when you get older."
Ally smiled and looked at Sara.
"You should see her walls. She already covered one wall up with her drawings with in the hour she's been here."
Grissom looked at Ally for her to confirm.
"Technically it's a wall and a half."
"Can I see some of your other drawings?"
Ally looked at Sara.
"Dinner will be ready in ten minutes."
Ally looked at Grissom then showed him to her room. Ally showed Grissom several of her other drawings.
"Ally, Grissom dinners ready."
Sara called from the kitchen. Ally sat down at the counter while Grissom looked at Sara.
"Your welcome to stay for dinner Ally doesn't mind."
Ally looked up from eating her spaghetti.
"I don't mind."
Grissom laughed at Ally who had spaghetti sauce on her chin.
"Fine"
Sara walked over to the stove.
"Good because here's your plate."
Grissom smiled seeing Sara had added meat balls to his.
"Thank you."
Grissom sat down leaving a place for Sara.
"What else do you like to do Ally other than drawing?"
Grissom asked. Sara sat down with her plate.
"She writes poetry."
Grissom looked impressed.
"Maybe you'll let me read one of your poems one day."
There will likely be a little GSR in this story.