A/N: I'm not the best at doing descriptions but for anyone who wants a visual of what Alex looks like I'll give you a taste.

Dirty blonde hair, hazel eyes, perky personality and the cutest pout that could make any living person melt.

Little Secrets, Big Surprises 7?

Disclaimer: not mine

Rating: R for language

Summary: Greg has a secret. But only two people know what that secret is; Gil Grissom and Jim Brass. What happens when Greg gets hurt? How is the secret revealed?

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Stepping back in the hospital, Sara took a breath.

She had bolted an hour earlier after the commotion in Greg's room escalated.

It was hard enough to believe that Greg had a child, finding out that her boss knew before her, angered her, making her bolt before anyone knew she had.

Realizing how stupid she had been for leaving with out word brought her back to where she was now. Walking through the double doors at Desert Palms Hospital.

Making her way into Greg's room, she halted, finding Edith asleep in a chair near the bed. Stepping silently closer to the bed, she stopped, her heart growing at the sight.

Greg was still resting on his side, with Alex facing him, also asleep and clutching tightly to fabric that lightly draped his body; his hand subconsciously stroking her golden locks.

The clearing of someone's throat woke Sara from her daze. Turning she was surprised to find older woman; eyes open and staring at her in her own surprise. "It's nice to see you again."

"Excuse me?"

Standing up Edith answered. "You're the lady from before, right?... Sara, was it?"

"Uh yes." Fidgeting slightly, she put out her hand. "And you were?"

Shaking the extended hand the older woman explained. "Oh…I'm Edith Halik I sit for Alex from time-to-time, that is if Gil or Mr. Brass can't and I also live next to Gregory."

"Oh." an awkward silence filled the room as Sara returned her gaze to the bed, a bulging smile gracing her features at the sight.

Watching the young woman gave Edith an idea "Would you mind if I stepped out?" Grabbing her purse from underneath the chair she was sitting, the older woman turned back to the brunette. "I've been sitting here awhile now and I'm parched."

"I don't know…I mean I…."

"Please Sara, just for a few minutes"

"Sure." Watching the older woman leave, she sighed. Eyeing the chair by the bed, Sara moved, settling herself on its filthy fabric. Turning her gaze back to the mattress, she found herself in awe; even in sleep Greg could be the most caring man she ever met.

Holding the little girl tight to his body, he continued to stroke her hair lovingly while a proud smile held his features. A whisper of her own voice came out as she watched father and daughter sleep. "How did I miss this?"

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"Sara?" Seeing the brunettes sleeping form, Greg cleared his throat, trying to pull the husk out of his voice, before whispering again. "Sara?"

Yawning widely, Sara groggily opened her eyes, surprised to find herself not in her own bed. "Greg?"

"What are you doing here?" He whispered again, making sure not to wake the sleeping child in his arms.

"I…ah…um that lady…."

"Edith?" Greg interrupted, confused lines drawn on his face

"Yeah Edith…uh she asked me to stay, while she went down to get something eat." Lifting up her arm, she checked her watch. "Five hours ago."

Shaking his head, the younger man tried to understand why she was here. "So you came here to sit and watch me?" Clearing his throat again, he dragged a hand gently through Alex's hair. "I mean you left before I could even explain."

Letting out a sigh, Sara rubbed the sleep from her eyes, before answering. "I'm sorry… it's just…wow….I mean I thought that there was someone else."

"There is someone else." Holding her gaze for a second, Greg bent pressing a loving kiss to the sleeping child's head, before returning his eyes to the brunette. "Just not who you would of thought."

Playing with the hem of her shirt, she let out a sigh, before responding a few minutes later. "So…how old is she?" Pointing to sleeping Alex.

Seeing her finger pointed to his daughter he answered. "Oh… she's four." Glancing down at her angelic face once again, he replied, smiling. "She's gonna turn five in September."

Watching the smile grace Greg's features as his gaze fell to his daughter, left Sara in awe. That is so adorable, she thought before asking. "What's her name?"

"Alex….Alexandra Elizabeth."

"That's beautiful."

"She is." Keeping his gaze focused on Alex a moment, he turned back to Sara, adding. "And so are you."

Blushing slightly, she looked away clearing her throat. "Um." Surprised by his answer she cleared her throat once more before changing the subject. "So…um, what happened to her mother?"

Before Greg could answer, Alex stirred slightly, positioning herself closer to him and drifting back into a heavy sleep.

Feeling his little girl move, he instinctively placed a finger to his lips, motioning for Sara to stay quiet. Once he felt his angel drift off once more did Greg answer.

"When I was in my senior year at college, I met this girl, Rebecca, at a party, she was also a senior. We were friends for a few months before got up enough courage to ask her out." Stopping briefly he smiled at a memory before continuing. "We rarely left each others sight…when I started at the lab in San Francisco, we drifted apart." Bowing his head down, Greg let out a sigh. "When I got the offer from Griss to come out to Vegas I knew I had to take it. I had no idea at the time but she was sleeping with my best friend."

"Oh Greg."

Ignoring the sympathy that dripped from the brunette's voice he continued. "And at the time I didn't know she was pregnant….when I came out to Vegas I tried to focus and I did." Pausing he tried to remain calm. "That was until four months after I came, there was a knock on the door."

"What happened?" Sara asked seeing the pain on the younger mans face.

Settling back in the pillows, Greg turned his gaze to the sleeping angel in his arms. Pulling a lock of her sandy tendrils behind her ear, he sighed, answering quietly. "Rebecca left her on my doorstep…a month old baby left crying in a car seat on my doorstep." Pausing he tried keep a hold of his bearings. "She left me a note." Bringing his gaze back to Sara, his eyes smoldered. "It said…it said that she thought that Alex was mine and that she was giving her to me because she couldn't handle her." Tears glistened from the younger mans eyes as he remembered the note.

Watching the sadness in his eyes nearly undid Sara. "So what did you do?"

"I had a paternity test done. I wanted to make sure she was my angel to keep."

Nodding understandably, she asked. "What if she wasn't yours?"

"Then I would of found a way to at least make her mine on paper." Glancing at the child in question, he added softly. "But I got lucky; she is mine, flesh and blood."

Straightening up Sara pulled herself closer, a serious look gracing her features. "Your amazing…you know that?"

"I just did what I had to."

Falling into a comfortable silence, they both gazed at Alex before Sara asked. "Why didn't you tell us?"

"Truthfully?" She nodded, "I don't know…I guess I thought you guys would treat me differently. Pity me… I don't know."

"Pity you? What would make you think that we'd think that?"

"Sara, do you remember what I did before I went into the field?" Shaking his head, anger slowly rose in his voice. "I was working in the lab. I was the dump on. If you would of found out I had daughter when I was in the lab then you wouldn't of cared."

"Daddy?" Alex's voice interrupted the start of what could have been a big argument.

Turning back to his little girl, Greg's eyes softened. "What is it sweetheart?"

Rubbing the sleep from her hazel eyes the little girl sat up and asked. "Daddy, why are you yelling?"

"I'm not yelling sweetie…I'm just a little angry." Running a hand through her hair he added. "Now why don't you go back to sleep."

"I can't daddy."

"Why not?"

Letting out a big yawn, she tiredly replied. "Cuz I'm hungry."

"Oh." Looking around, he eyed the nurses call button

"I can take her down to the cafeteria?" Sara offered, seeing his forthcoming problem.

"I don't know." But what Alex said next pulled him to the edge.

"Please daddy I'm starvin'"

Recoiling his anger from before Greg turned toward the brunette, asking. "Would you mind?"

"Sure." Seeing Alex coming to the edge of the bed, raising her arms, Sara raised a questioning eyebrow; which didn't go unnoticed by the younger man.

"She wants you to pick her up."

Blushing profusely she responded. "Oh." Moving over to the bed she picked up the child, surprised at how light she was. "We'll be back."

Once out of sight, Alex mumbled tiredly into Sara's shoulder, holding tighter. "Tank you."

Even as uncomfortable and unsure around kids, the brunette held tighter to the small body in her arms answering. "Your welcome."

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"Why didn't you tell me?"

Looking up from his work, Gil Grissom was surprised to find his 'friend' in the doorway of his office. "Excuse me?"

"Why didn't you tell me about Alex?"

Letting out a sigh, he tried. "Catherine."

"No, don't 'Catherine' me, why didn't you tell me?"

Rubbing the pain growing in his head, out, Grissom sighed once again. "Cath, Greg asked both Brass and I not to say anything…he was afraid of stuff like this happening to him."

"Stuff like what?" The blonde barked, finding his last statement confusing.

"You…this…these questions, comments, and accusations."

"Gil, I did none of those things."

A dumbfounded expression played on the supervisors face hearing the words leave her mouth. "What was the first thing you said, or should I say asked me when you walked in here?" He asked suddenly, stunning her slightly.

"Gil…?" Shaking his head the older man cut her off.

"No, you come busting in here like a maniac. Yelling at me because I didn't tell you Greg has a daughter." Taking a breath, he continued, adding more calmly. "Look, he asked me as his friend, not to tell anyone and I've respected that. And I would hope as my friend you'd understand why I couldn't tell you."

Nodding understandably, she sighed. "Your right, I'm sorry." After a few minutes of silence something struck in Catherine. "Have you ever thought of her as a daughter?"

Shaking his head a light smile graced his face. "Never. Lindsay is the only one to fit that category."

"Good, that's good."

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"Are you the pretty lady my daddy talked about?" The voice from Sara's shoulder asked, startling the brunette slightly.

"What?"

Pulling back, Alex answered. "Are you the pretty lady my daddy talks about?"

"I don't know, what does he say about this pretty lady?"

"I jus heard him say somethin 'bout kissing." A deep crimson registered on Sara's cheeks hearing the words leave the child's mouth. "Do you know her?"

Stepping into the crowded cafeteria, she conceded. "Sweetie, I think he was talking about me."

Surprised, Alex jumped back once more, shrieking. "Really?"

Gingerly setting the little girl on her feet the CSI replied, "Yup." taking a little hand in her own.

"Does that mean your gonna be my new mommy?"

Stopping abruptly, she gazed down at the girl, surprised. "Um…….."

TBC……R&R if you want more