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Chapter 10: Unexpected Twist

An hour and a half later

After moving the kids back over to the Grissom residence, and while they were upstairs, including Lindsey, Elliot and Blake Jr., Grissom was sitting on the couch doing a crossword puzzle so he could get his mind on something other than the feeling of worry and loss. But after 15 minutes of looking at the same clue, he tosses the puzzle, his glasses and pen down on the end table and got up from the couch before walking over to the mantel, where some of their best/favorite pictures of the kids were sitting at, and picked up the picture that was taken of him and Bailey when they were sharing their first father/daughter dance at her wedding.
He then smiled slightly as he ran a finger over his sweet girl's smiling face before looking over at the corner of the room, where he sees the chess board sitting, so he sets the picture back down before walking toward it and stopping while he looked down at the pieces.

It was still set up from the other night when him and Bailey were playing against one another. They knew that if they didn't stop when they had then it would be a long night, and considering she had to go to go work, playing all night with her father wouldn't have been an acceptable excuse on missing work, so they promised one another they would finish the game another time.

He looked over the board before picking up her king, and as he looked at the chair she would normally be sitting at, he smiled slightly again as his mind takes him back to a very special night.

It was the first night she had stayed with him, the night he had taught her how to play chess for the first time, the night their deep bond had started, and the night he felt he could tell her anything.

Flashback

16 years ago

"You want to watch some TV? We can put it on the discovery channel, or something in that nature."

Bailey smiled, appreciative of the offer, but wasn't in the mood, so she shook her head. "I don't really feel like watching TV."

Grissom nodded in understanding, then he thought of something else a second later. "How about a game of chess, you play?"

Bailey looked over toward the game before looking at him a little sheepishly. "I've never played before."

Grissom smiled as he started walking toward the game. "Well, no time like the present to learn. How about I teach you?" He stopped once he got there before turning around to look at her, waiting patiently for her answer.

She paused for a second before nodding with a smile. "Ok. I'll give it a try." Grissom smiled a little bigger in return as Bailey walked over to the other chair.

After they were seated across from one another, he started explaining the rules, how each piece is moved, and how to win the game as Bailey hung on to his every word.

Once he thoroughly went through everything, they were ready to play, and for the first couple of moves they were made in silence, then Bailey broke it after clearing her throat. "Did you ever think of having kids?" She had no idea where that question came from, but she didn't regret asking it.

The question took Grissom by surprise a little, but he recovered well. "Honestly, before finding out about you, I hadn't really given it much thought."

After moving her piece, she looked at him again. "Can I ask why?"

Grissom had to mentally smile, because her asking questions reminded him of so much of Sara, then he cleared his throat while moving one of his pieces before answering. "There are a few reasons. One, for as long as I can remember I've always been more into my studies and work, so a personal life just never seemed to fit, which is kind of hard to have kids when you don't have much of one to begin with, so thoughts about it never really crossed my mind."

He was about to continue when Bailey had taken her turn as she replied softly. "Oh, I see."

Grissom got the sense that answer wasn't what she was looking for, so he spoke in a comforting tone that was completely honest. "But had I known about you, Bailey. I would have found a way to make it work, nothing would have kept me from you."

Bailey looked at him quickly with a small smile forming on her lips while willing her tears to stay in her eyes. "Really?"

Grissom smiled with a nod. "Of course, you are my daughter, and nothing should be more important than finding a way to be there for your child anyway that you can." Bailey smiled again with a nod, happy about that answer.

They both felt a little emotion wanted to come out, but they bypassed it before it could, and after a few chess moves, Bailey speaks again. "So what was another reason, you said there were a few."

"That I did." But before he answered, he asked. "Can I ask you question first?"

"Sure."

He paused to take his turn first. "Have you had any problems with your ears?"

Although she was confused on why he asked that, she did answer. "I had a few earaches when I was younger." Grissom was afraid of that, but was a little relieved when she finished. "But nothing too serious, and I hadn't had one since I was about six." She took her turn as she asked. "Why?"

After thinking about his turn and then making his move, he took a breath and looked at her again. "Have you ever heard of Otosclerosis?"

Bailey shook her head. "No."

Grissom couldn't help his next comment after her answer. "You mean to tell me, you don't know everything?" Which she gave him a look that said she wasn't amused, a look he's seen on Sara's face a few times, so he mentally smiled as he cleared his throat before explaining. "Well, it's a genetic disorder that causes deafness, my mom has it."

After mentally putting the puzzle pieces together in her head, she spoke again. "You are afraid that you would pass down the same thing to your child?" He mentally thought, and not for the first time, 'she's good', then nodded his head before she continued. "So you are afraid of getting a less than 'perfect' child."

Grissom shook his head immediately. "It isn't that. As you already know, life can get pretty hard, and I didn't want to add the burden of making it harder by passing down something that will be a part of them, and the next generation after that, and so forth."

Bailey could see the logic in that, but then she spoke after taking another turn. "But your mom lives with it, and I think her being happy with you overrode all the 'what if' questions."

After taking his turn, he looked at her with a little smirk. "And how do you know that?"

Bailey smiled a little bigger. "Because my mom..."Then she loses her smile and continued. "I mean..." She knew Sara was fine with calling her 'parents' mom and dad, but she wasn't sure how Grissom would feel about it.

But Grissom relieves her when he cuts her off in understanding. "Bailey, Sara and I both understand that you had other parents, you can call them your mom and dad for as long as you want."

Bailey nodded before she finished what she was going to say. "Because my mom said that as happy as she was marrying my dad, she was at her absolute happiest the day I was placed in her arms, and I think that your mom was at her happiest when you were placed in her arms."

This time a little emotion did come out as he replied. "I like to think you are right."

Bailey smiled, then after a few turns back and forth in silence, she continued. "Besides, it looks like you didn't have to go through with what she did, so there really isn't an advanced way to know which generation would get it passed down to." Bailey saw Grissom pause on his next move, so she frowned a little. "Did I say something wrong?"

Grissom cleared his throat as he shook his head. "No, you didn't say anything wrong."

"But it was something I said?" Grissom does a short nod, so she spoke again. "I maybe only twelve, but you can trust me to keep whatever you say between us."

As Grissom looked into the caring eyes of his daughter, he replied with a smile. "I'm beginning to see that." Then he smirked. "And are you sure you're twelve?"

She chuckled, which hadn't happened that much since she was in either of their care, and it was wonderful to hear, then she nodded. "Last time I checked, yeah."

Grissom smiled in return, then spoke again after another move on the chessboard. "I almost did go deaf, but I had surgery to correct it two years ago."

"I see, and did anybody know?"

Grissom shook his head as they each made another move. "Within the team, Catherine was the only one I knew who knew, and that was only because she needed to take the reins of the lab while I was out."

"You didn't even tell Sara?"

His response was immediate, like she was crazy to even suggest such a thing. "Especially Sara!" Then he toned it down and shook his head before she could reply. "I mean no, not even her."

'Why' was on the tip of Bailey's tongue, but she had a strong feeling that they were teetering on the edge of a subject he wasn't very comfortable talking about, which after really getting to know Sara a few days, she noticed talking about him was a tough subject for her too, and she didn't want to ruin the comfort level between them right now.

Besides, she could probably guess why he wouldn't want to say anything to her, so she stopped herself from asking 'Why' and instead, said. "Thank you for telling me. Like I said, what you said will stay between us, unless you decide you want to tell somebody else."

Grissom could see Bailey was curious on why he wouldn't tell Sara, but was relieved when she dropped it, so he nodded. "You're welcome, and thank you. Sharing isn't a forte of mine."

She smiled as she looked at the chessboard before looking at him. "I kind of got that, but you can tell me anything, and I'll listen and not judge you." Grissom smiled as Bailey continued. "And you know what else?"

Grissom raised an eyebrow. "What?"

She looked at the chessboard again, grabbed her chess piece and sat it down in the right spot so her goal was complete as she replied. "I believe I get to say 'checkmate' now."

Grissom looked at the board, seeing she was right, then he looked at Bailey again. "Congratulations."

Bailey had a satisfied smile on her face as she replied. "Thank you. Not bad for my first time, if I say so myself."

Grissom shook his head with a smirk as he was putting his pieces back in place. "Nope, not bad at all."

Bailey saw the smirk and heard the tone, so she exclaimed. "Wait! You let me win, didn't you?" He shrugged as he continued his task while he tried not to laugh, then she sighed dramatically. "Uhhh, no fair!"

"What do you mean no fair? You won."

She shook her head. "No, you gave it to me, there is a difference. Now we have to play again."

Grissom stopped what he was doing as he saw a competitiveness and a determination in her eyes while she was setting her pieces back in place, another thing he saw in Sara lots of times during a case, and something he'd always admired in her.

Now he can admire that trait in his daughter too.

End of Flashback

He closed his eyes as he tightened the king in his hand while that memory continued to flow through him. Then a few seconds later all that built up anger that he kept inside the minute he heard what happened to his daughter so he could be strong for everybody else came through him as he opened his eyes before he grabbed the chessboard and tossed it across the room, making the chess pieces fly everywhere, before he placed his hand on the now empty small table as he sat down in his chair, leaned his head down, and did something he hadn't done in quite some time, which was praying, for the safe return of his oldest daughter.

A few seconds later, he hears a cautious voice. "Daddy?"

Grissom looked up sniffling a little as he sees his youngest daughter standing on the living room floor in front of the stairs. "I'm sorry, honey, I didn't mean..."

Megan ran to her father and wrapped her arms around his neck, making him hold her tight. "It's ok, daddy, I understand."

Out of all the times Megan has heard her father get mad, it was never at this level, so hearing the commotion downstairs from her room, where she was alone, she knew her father needed someone to give him a hug.

Now she wasn't nowhere near the comforter of the family, it was usually Bailey or her mother, but with neither one there, she wanted to do as much as she could to help him, even though the only time she knew he would be ok, all of them really, is when the family will be whole again.

As father and daughter held one another, he kissed her head and whispered. "I love you, sweetie, you know that, right?"

Megan sniffled with a nod. "I do, and I love you too."

The next time Blake and Sam saw Doctor Rhodes, they stood up right as he spoke. "Ross has woken up now."

The guys nodded as Blake asked. "Room number please?"

Right after the doctor told them, Sam was the first one to start moving before Blake started following while the doctor tried to tell them to not get him into too much stress, but it fell on deaf ears because these two were on a mission, and nothing was going to stop them from completing it.

When they made it to his room, which Sam practically busted the door open, startling/making Ross more alert in the process as he looked toward the door, then he wasted no time walking toward him as he spoke in a hard tone. "Where is she, where is my wife? I know you know where she is."

He looked at the man coming towards him while shaking his head. "I don't know what you are talking about, I..."

He was cut off when he heard Blake's voice next. "I would tell him the truth, man. He is one pissed off husband, and there is no telling what damage he could do if he messed with one of your wires."

"Man I swear..." He trailed off as he watched Sam take one the wires he was connected too, then he looked over at Blake, who was now standing at the foot of the bed just watching with a hard look in his eyes, and knowing Blake wouldn't tell the other man to stop, he nodded. "Ok, I'll tell you. But first, you have to know I told him I was done being his helper. And advised him to just forget his plan, walk away, and just start over, which I know it probably wasn't the smartest move, but I actually thought he was going to do it. He even acted all friendly towards me, well until he stuck me with a needle."

Blake asked. "So, he tried to kill you?"

Ross nodded with tears in her eyes. "Yes, and probably would've been successful if I didn't end up here as quickly as I did."

Before anymore questions were asked, Sam only wanted the one that was important to him. "Now tell me where my wife is."

He cleared his throat and looked over at Sam. "Summer house at Lake Mead, it was a family place that was passed down to my aunt and uncle after my parents died. But I knew they wouldn't be using it until the middle of August."

Sam walked away from the bed, pulling his phone out of his pocket and hitting the correct speed dial. "Sara, we have a location."

As he was talking to her, Ross looked at Blake, and Blake just shook his head. "Get some help man."

"I will, I got in too deep this time."

Blake just nodded as he looked over at Sam, who was now walking toward the door, so he started following him while Ross spoke again. "Blake?" After Blake looked at him, he continued. "I never blamed you for what you did that night, you did the right thing."

Blake nodded, by now feeling completely at peace with the choice he had made. "I know I did."

Then he walked out of the room, trying to catch up to Sam. "Sam, wait up man. What are you doing?"

He looked over at the younger man as they continued to walk. "What do you think I'm doing, I'm getting my wife back."

Blake stopped himself as he placed his hand on Sam's shoulder to stop him too and shook his head. "I don't think that's a good idea, let the professionals do it."

He smirked humorlessly and shook his head. "I think the professionals, as you called them, where part of the problem. I don't think they took the threat too seriously, so you can either come with me or stay here, but either way, I'm going." Then he started to have tears in his eyes again as he continued. "She's going to know that I was there for her, and I'm going to make it up to her of not being there for her when she needed me the most."

Blake took a breath and started to say. "Sam..."

But Sam just shook his head and started walking away from him, making Blake sigh and shake his head before catching up with Sam again as they walked toward the exit of the hospital, once again on a mission.

By the time Blake and Sam had made it on the street of the correct summer house, they see Sara getting out of her vehicle.

Blake stopped his vehicle behind hers before he gets out first as he sees Sara starting to walk toward the house. "Sara, wait."

Sara looked back at him and shook her head. "I can't, that's my daughter in there."

"I know, but you should at least wait for more back up." They hear the sirens coming, so he started to speak. "See they're almost..."

He didn't finish because they all hear the sound of a gunshot.

They looked toward the house as Sam shouted. "No!"

He was about to move toward it, but Blake stopped him as Sara wasted no more time waiting, which as she started running toward the house, there was another gunshot.

With the adrenaline pumping through her, she busted the front door open, yelling freeze while holding out her gun as she took a step inside, not seeing anyone in the living room.

"Bailey! Are you ok?"

Bailey's heart was pounding while she was still in a little shock at what just happened, then after a few seconds, she moves Tom's prone body off of her and checked his pulse to see if he was really dead, even though there was a bullet hole close to where his heart was, before looking down at the gun she had in her hands. She then tossed it on the bed as she heard her mother's voice again.

"Bailey!"

She gets off the bed and runs to the closed door, only to find it locked, but she did shout. "I'm ok mom, the door is locked from the inside so I need to find a key."

After searching the room, not finding it, she looked down at Tom before taking a breath and searching his pants pockets, finally finding it in the left one before running back to the door to open it, and once it was, she rushed toward the living room, seeing her mom standing in front of the opened front door.

But halfway there Sara shouted as she puts her hand up. "Stop right there honey, don't take another step."

Bailey did what her mother had asked before asking with curiosity and a little worry. "What's wrong, mom?"

Sara took a breath before she explained. "I think I just triggered a bomb."

AN: I hope putting the flashback was ok. Oh no. Find out what happens next. Please review.

*Bailey's account one what happened will be coming*

**Also Grissom's flashback, even though some parts were edited out, happened in the first story in the series.**