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Chapter 6: Need to take care of business

Next Morning

"We have to do this now?"

"I'm sorry Mrs. Grissom, I understand your predicament, but I can only give you 45 minutes."

Sara, who was talking over the phone with one of the detectives, sighed as she pinched the bridge of her nose. "Alright, detective Wilson, we'll be there."

After she ended the call, she sighed again and shook her head, which William, who had just came back to the hospital after him, his wife and his sisters had left for the night while Sara, who wouldn't take no for an answer on them leaving last night or her staying, got to stay in the room with her husband, asked with concern after seeing his mom's reaction to something. "Mom, what's wrong?"

Sara looked at her son, seeing her daughters, Bella included, before nodding her head to the side, wanting him to come with her down the hall a bit, so he nodded and followed her a little distance from the rest of the family then stopped before she spoke softly. "They may have gotten the young man who shot your father." William looked at her wide-eyed as she continued. "But, they want you to pick him out of line-up to be sure."

He also sighed. "Now? I mean I know it's important, but dad..."

Sara cuts him off with a nod as she cupped his cheek. "I know, baby. I feel the same way, but sometimes we have to be on other people's timetable."

William nodded in understanding, then he spoke with confidence. "Ok, I want do it, I can do it, mom."

She nodded with a smile. "I know you can."

As he smiled in return, they hear Katie and Isabella voices. "Daddy!"

They looked down the hall to see that Grissom, while still in the hospital bed, but awake and alert, being pushed towards his recovery room, and after Sara and William looked at one another, he spoke. "I'll make sure you two have a moment before the girls go in the room."

She squeezed his hand. "Thank you."

After another nod, they headed closer to the group, then once they were, Sara went for the door while William stopped in front of the girls and asked them if they would give their parents a moment.

Sara, now standing in the room but out of the way until they had gotten him settled, had eye contact with her husband the whole time, and vice versa, then when the nurses were done and had left the room, shutting the door behind them, Sara rushed towards him while he held out his arms, and after what felt like a lifetime, they wrapped their arms around one another before they both sobbed in relief.

When she was somewhat calm enough to talk, she sniffled as she spoke. "I was so scared, I thought I almost lost you."

He kissed her temple and whispered. "It wasn't my time, honey." He sighed as he held her tighter. "It wasn't my time. Plus, I had a lot to fight for."

They spent a few more moments in each other's arms, relishing every second of it, before she pulls back so they could look into each other's eyes, then he cups her cheek and spoke with emotion. "I love you."

She sniffled again. "I love you too."

After a moment, she sighed and he asked in concern. "What's wrong?"

She shook her head. "You have to believe me I don't want to do this now, but I have no choice. I..."

He cuts her off. 'What is it?"

She took a breath and finally told him. "They believe they have caught the young man who shot you and the store owner, and they want William to pick him out of a line-up."

He nodded in understanding. "You got to do what you got to do."

She shook her head with tears in her eyes. "It just feels like I'm abandoning you on your time of need."

He gives her a smile, which made her heart race with happiness that she gets to see that look again, while he spoke. "Honey, I would never accuse you of abandoning me, you stayed here the whole night, and from the look around your eyes, you didn't sleep much, that's the opposite of abandoning me." Sara was about to speak, but he continued after cupping her cheek. "It's ok. I'm sure the girls won't leave my side while you're gone, I'm in safe hands. Besides, the faster this gets resolved, the quicker we can move on from this."

"I guess you do have a point." She sighed as she moved forward so she could place her forehead against his and continued softly. "I don't like this chapter."

He sighed. "Me neither, so let's end it better than it started."

She nodded while she pulled back from him, then she asked. "Do you remember anything before you got shot?"

Grissom thought long and hard, then he sighed. "I think he was wearing a red hoodie, with something printed on the front, like the words 'Los Angeles' I think." He paused and shook his head. "I'm sorry..."

She cuts him off while cupping his cheek. "It's ok, babe. I say that was pretty good remembering, considering what you've been through."

While they looked into each other's eyes, the hospital door opened and the girls rushed towards the bed. "Daddy!"

Sara released his cheek, and while Grissom was greeting his daughters, William spoke. "Sorry mom, I couldn't keep them out any longer."

Sara smiled as she watched the scene between her daughters and husband. "It's ok, son, we should get going anyways."

William nodded, but before he walked back out of the room, he headed towards his father's bed, and as quickly he could, he wrapped his arms around him, while Grissom wasted no time in reciprocating while speaking with emotion. "I love you, son."

Trying to keep as much emotion out as he could, William whispered in return. "I love you too, dad."

A moment passed before William pulled back, then with a smile, he spoke again. "I'll talk to you later."

Grissom nodded with a smile. "Yeah, we will. Do what you have to do."

"I will, dad. I'll make you proud."

After he kissed his father on the cheek, he walked towards the back of the room so he could say goodbye to his wife while Sara did the same with her husband and girls before mother and son left the room, neither one of them wanting to leave, but knew they had to.

(Police Station)

Sara parked the vehicle in the parking lot at the police station, but before they got out, she spoke. "Ok baby, what you're about to do, I know can be nerve-wracking, overwhelming, and sometimes scary, but..."

William cuts his mother off with a nod. "I know, but I'm ok, I really can do this."

"I know that, but..."

He cuts her off again, this time softly. "Mom, yesterday I saw my dad, the man I look up to the most, on the store floor, bleeding from a gunshot wound, so I honestly don't think I will face a more, well not in a good way that is, nerve-wracking, overwhelming, scary moment than that."

When she saw his mother's face, he placed his hand on top of hers to comfort her, and she nodded while clearing her throat. "I guess when you put it like that." He gave her a small smile before she squeezed his hand and finished. "Alright, let's get this over with."

"I agree."

After removing his hand from his mother's, they get out of the vehicle and headed for the entrance to the station.

When they got to the correct room, they greeted detective Damien Wilson, who had transferred to Los Angeles a few years ago after spending time in Vegas. He was African-American, bald, because he chose that style, tall, charming with bright green eyes, with an athletic build. He also had a friendly rivalry towards Malcolm while they were in high school, but what did they expect when they were both considered the best basketball players during that time, and was heavily recruited by colleges all over the country. But while Malcolm did play for four years at San Diego State, Damien shocked the sports world when he chose to go to the police academy instead, a move Damien never regretted since his motive behind it was a lot to do with the fact he was following in his father's footsteps, who had died on the job when he was sixteen years old.

Once the suspect's lawyer, Mr. Brady, showed up, who was an average sized and height man, with short brown hair and hazel eyes, Sara looked at her son and asked. "You ready?"

William nodded before Sara looked at detective Wilson and nodded, so after Damien asked for the guys to come in the other room, they looked through the two-way mirror as six men came in with a similar height, build, and complexion, then once they were looking forward, William looked down the line, but only went as far as the third person before stating with confidence. "Number 3."

Detective Wilson asked. "Are you sure?"

William nodded, speaking in confidence once again. "Yes, sir, number 3."

But before the detective could do anything, the lawyer wasn't that impressed at his speed of picking out his 'man'. "Did he even look down the line?"

William looked at the older man, not intimidated by him for a second. "I didn't need to sir, number 3 did it."

The lawyer chuckled sarcastically. "I guess I shouldn't be surprised, I mean Mrs. Grissom is your mother, right? And she is a respected CSI, who has connections around here, they could have..."

William cuts him off as he turned to him, his 'Sidle' temper was showing slightly. "And what exactly are you insinuating, Mr, Brady? My mom is as honorable as they come."

Sara placed a hand on her son's arm to calm him down before things escalated more, then she cleared her throat and asked. "Detective Wilson?"

"Yes, ma'am?"

"Can you turn around for me so your back is facing us, please?"

Damien did what Sara asked without asking questions, trusting what she was doing, then Sara asked. "William, describe in great detail, everything you've noticed about the detective."

With his back still towards the detective while he looked straight at the lawyer with a smile, William nodded, then without a second hesitation, he did exactly that, he started easy, what he looked like, his approximate height and weight, then went for the clothing, a blue suit jacket, white shirt with a blue tie, a black belt, blue dress pants and black dress shoes, then to finish it off, he mentioned the detective had on a silver, band watch, a pen in his breast pocket while holding another pen, which was red, in his left hand and a small notebook pad of paper for taking notes in his other one.

Before the lawyer, who looked somewhat impressed with his observation skills, spoke, Sara asked. "Now can you tell us what the suspect was wearing yesterday?"

William nodded before doing just that, before finishing after clearing his throat while looking at number 3. "And the last thing I noticed was that he was wearing a red hoodie with the words 'Los Angeles' on the front of it."

Sara mentally gasped, remembering that's what her husband had remembered too, then she looked at the lawyer, who was now speechless, and said. "Now, I don't think we need to waste anymore time here. I would suspect you'll see everything he described in your client's personal belongings." Then she looked at the detective, who had a proud smile/smirk on his face, because knowing who his mother was he wasn't that surprised of this young man's level of detail since she was pretty good at that herself, then she said with a hard tone. "Make sure that bastard gets what he deserves, no deals."

He nodded with a smile. "Yes ma'am."

And with that William and Sara left the room, then as they were walking out of the police station with confidence, William chucked. "Wow mom, I don't think I ever seen that 'CSI' side of yours before." Sara smiled before William's steps slowed down and spoke a little more softly this time. "Well, I guess there was one other time."

Sara stopped her feet and turned to her son and spoke with sympathy, knowing what day he was talking about. "I'm sorry you're still carrying that day with you."

He took a breath before replying. "It isn't as bad as when I was younger, but I still get nightmares at times."

She sighed, knowing more than anybody how that can be, which she would suspect that after what he saw yesterday, a new constant nightmare might join his dreams. She was just thankful he had someone there to comfort him when he gets them, now that she wasn't there for him during those moments.

A moment later she brings her son in her arms for a hug, which he reciprocated immediately. He may be a married man now, but his mom's hugs were always welcome, especially when they made him feel safe and loved.

After another moment, they slowly pull back before he asked after clearing his throat. "Can we see dad now?"

She nodded with a smile. "Yes, but I do have to make a quick stop at the lab, I need to take care of something."

William nodded before they continued to walk.

At the hospital

Grissom was surrounded by his girls, Bella included, until Dr. McCoy came in the room and wanted to check his wound, so they left the room, then they decided to go to the cafeteria to get some breakfast since they didn't have much to eat earlier, wanting to get to the hospital as soon as possible so they could see their father.

As Dr. McCoy was finishing up his examine then questioning him on how he felt, there was a knock on the door, so after Grissom was more decent for company, Dr. McCoy said. "Yeah, come in."

A second later the door opened, and in came Kelly, which brought a bright smile to Grissom's face. "Hi, Kelly."

She nodded with a smile, trying to keep her tears at bay, while Dr. McCoy looked at Kelly a little longer before looking at Grissom and cleared his throat. "I'll see you again in a few more hours."

"Thank you Doctor."

The younger man nodded before he turned around then stopped when he was front of Kelly, and she shared a smile with him. "Thank you."

He nodded again while running his hand down her arm, and if anybody else was watching the scene, they might be thinking it was a friend's way of comforting another friend, but Grissom wasn't just anybody, he was a trained observer, and he suspected something else was going on between them, which he was about to ask that after the doctor had left the room, but Kelly spoke softly before he could. "Can I have a hug?" Grissom smiled with a nod as he held out his arms, and Kelly not wasting anytime, walked up to him and gave him a hug before her emotions came out and she started to sob lightly.

She was pulling back while sniffling, then she shook her head. "I'm sorry."

But Grissom spoke with emotion with a small smile. "You have nothing to be sorry about, you're allowed to feel what you feel towards me and what happened." He cleared his throat and continued. "Just know that I..."

He trials off, and she nodded with a smile. "I know, me too."

He nodded before asking in concern. "Now with that said, can you tell me what is going between you and Dr. McCoy?"

Kelly immediately shook her head. "We are just friends."

He gives her a doubting look as he replied softly. "Kelly, please, you can tell me anything."

Kelly nodded, and wiped a few tears off her cheek before telling him something her mom doesn't even know yet. "As of two weeks ago, I am currently separated from my husband, I caught him cheating on me."

Grissom's heart broke for Kelly. "I'm sorry, Kelly."

She nodded while taking a breath. "And while nothing has happened between Dr. McCoy and I, we have known each other for a long time, and I can't deny that something has always been there between us, it's just timing was never on our side." She sniffled again as she finished. "And now I don't know what to do, a part of me wants to try and work out my marriage, and try to get that trust back between us, mostly because of the kids, but another part of me wants to see where this goes with Travis, I mean Dr. McCoy, so we can finally have our chance."

"It is no doubt a tough decision, but you need to do what you feel is best. Yeah, I can imagine it wouldn't be easy for your kids if their parents get a divorce, but if you're only with him because of them, it's no way to live. I don't want you to do something out of obligation, you should be with someone you really love, and someone who loves you back just as fiercely."

As Kelly nodded while wiping the remaining tears off her cheeks, there was another knock on the door, and Grissom gave her a look that asked if she was ok, and she nodded before he said. "Yeah, come in."

The door opened, and Kelly's eyes immediately lit up as she saw her 'Aunt' Amy and her mom. "Aunt Amy, mom."

They both smiled before Kelly walked up to them to give them a hug, which after she hugged her mom, Julia signed with a concerned look on her face. 'Honey, what's wrong?'

It didn't matter how much Kelly tried to hide how she felt from her, she somehow always knew, so she signed in return. 'We'll talk later tonight.'

'Ok. Love you.'

'Love you too, mom.' She then looked at Grissom. "I'll see you later, if you don't mind?"

Grissom nodded with a smile. "Of course."

She nodded with a smile of her own, and after one more hug with Amy and Julie, Kelly walked out of the room.

When it was just the three of them, Amy didn't waste much time and walked up to him to give him a hug. "I'm glad you're ok."

"Thank you, me too."

After they pulled back, Grissom and Julia had eye contact before Grissom signed with a smile. 'It's nice to see you again, Julia.'

While trying to hold back her tears, she nodded. 'You too, I'm glad you're ok.'

As Grissom nodded, Amy spoke and signed with a smile. "You know, I can't believe this is what brought the three of us back in the same room again after so many years, we shouldn't keep meeting under sad circumstances."

Grissom nodded. "I agree."

Julia then sighed, something she hadn't told her daughter yet. 'Well, it could be a little easier, I am thinking about moving back to Los Angeles.'

Grissom raised an eyebrow. 'Really?'

She nodded. 'I miss my daughter, and I want to be a full time grandparent.'

Grissom nodded in understanding. 'They are lucky to have you.'

She smiled with pride. 'I believe I am the lucky one.'

After another nod, Amy spoke and signed again. "So, it's settled then, regular get-togethers? Are you two ok with that?"

Julia nodded. 'I am.'

Grissom did one more nod. 'I am too.'

At the lab

While William stayed in the vehicle, Sara walked into the lab and headed right for the director's office, and once she was there, she knocked on the door.

A second later, Carly's voice was heard. "Come in."

After years of being a CSI, then another 16 as the director of the Los Angeles Crime lab, Catherine Brown had finally called it a career. But, that didn't mean she sat around home doing nothing. Outside of being a full time grandma, she did a lot of charity work, including volunteering in a shelter for abused women/children.

And when it came to hiring a new director, everybody thought that Carly was the perfect person to take over, and while Carly still loved being a CSI, she was ready to sit more behind a desk these days, so it didn't take her long to accept.

When Sara walked in the room, Carly gave her a smile. "Hey, I'm glad he pulled through, the family and I were thinking about seeing him later tonight."

Knowing the hospital probably wouldn't take to kindly if everybody showed up at the same time, they all talked about the right time each family would be there to visit him.

Sara nodded with a smile in return. "Thank you, and that's fine. I'm sure he would love to see you guys." After Carly nodded, Sara asked. "And how are you doing?"

It took her a few months, but she was finally coming back to her normal self.

She took a breath before answering. "Just trying to take it one day at a time. Thank you for what you've done for my family while I was struggling."

Sara smiled. "Like we've said for years, your family is our family, we are in this together."

After one more nod, Carly cleared her throat and asked. "So, I'm guessing there is a very good reason why you are here, and not at the hospital?"

Once Sara explained what brought her out of the hospital in the first place, Carly understood that part, then Sara finished with. "And the reason I am here is because I wanted to request some time off so I can be there for my husband without any distractions."

"I understand, so is there anybody specific that you want to take over while you're gone?"

No hesitation, Sara nodded with another smile. "Yes, I know the perfect person."

Working with/knowing Sara for as long as she had, Carly could probably guess who she was thinking of, but to be sure, she asked. "You think she's ready?"

"No doubt about it."

"Aright, so do you want to do the honors, or should I?"

"Why don't you, I'm ready to get back to my husband."

"You got it, I'll see you later."

"Yeah, see ya."

With that Sara walked out of the office so she could leave the lab and get back to her husband.

AN: More to come soon. Thanks for reading, and please review.