When Sara and her parents were outside the building Sara started shouting,
"How dare you turn up at my work and start causing trouble!!....do you realise how much trouble you could have got me in!".
"Well you should have told us the truth then!" Boby retorted.
"It was a bit extreme, Boby! - the whole trying to drag Laney out thing" Libby commented.
"I didn't ask for your opinion, Libby!" Boby snapped.
"Don't talk to her like that!" Sara shouted.
"Both of you stop fighting!...Sara! listen to me! - I'm doing this for you too!. You know that right.baby?" Sara's mother said as she held Sara's face in her hands.
"Rubbish!" Sara said.
Libby let go and paused for a sec.
"Boby go to the car! - I'll sort this!" Libby said.
Boby stuffed a finger in front of Sara's face and aggressively said
"Tonight we'll be round and we're going to sort this!".
Sara didn't flinch and pushed his hand out of the way without care but with attitude.
"Baby!...you can't look after her!...you haven't got the emotional capacity!. You haven't got the time! - you haven't got the skills!.give her to us. Your Uncle Lenny said he'll take her in - He'll look after her. Don't put yourself through this Sara! - We made sure you had a good life. That this didn't get in the way - and you want to throw your whole career and life away for Alaney!" Libby said.
"Yes!" Sara pleaded with her mother's eyes.
Libby looked distressed and stressed. She didn't know what to do.
"You do realise what your doing?...what your saying?....if she stays with you then you'll have to be her mother..oh Sara!....you can't do it, you just can't!" Libby exclaimed.
"I can!. She'd never need to know the truth. She'll be satisfied in just knowing I'm the closet she'll get to a mother - and I can do it mom!. I can do it!. I do have it in me!. I always have had!" Sara said with more care for her mother.
Libby didn't know what to think. She was so confused.
"You really love her don't you!" Libby said.
She thought for a second.
"Look I'm not saying yes!. But let's both - all - think about this!...but! - if you do choose to keep her, Sara - don't worry about me -k?" Libby said.
Sara looked at her and said nothing. Libby kissed Sara on the forehead and was about to leave. Sara called out to her to stop.
"Do you know what hurt most about this little charade?...it wasn't the embarrassment!...it wasn't what everyone's going to think of daddy now!...it was the fact that YOU shoved a sentimental - less piece of jewellery in my face and tried to buy me off!" Sara shouted.
Sara grabbed the necklace around her neck and showed it off saying "You see this!...do you know how much this means to me?...do you know how much all the necklaces and jewellery you gave me means to me?...I thought they were from the heart! - specially picked for me!...are they just worthless briberies too?...because if they are then you can just take them back too!" Sara said.
Libby looked ashamed. "I'm sorry. I know it was low - but - there was some sentiment in there, Sara!. I know your not like us - your more like your grandparents - so I figured maybe you didn't like the cheap rubbish I give you - so I thought you'd appreciate something more expensive" Libby explained.
"I love the necklaces you give me!...I wear them loads - especially the locket!. I'm not completely like you guys - but I'm not my grandparents either. I'm a combination - and my grandparents don't like how much I'm like you guys - and I am you know - there is a snippet of hippy that peeks out of me. I'm the hippest person I know outside of camp cuckoo!" Sara sentimentally phrased it.
Libby smiled and stroked Sara's face,
"Don't call it that dear!".
Libby kissed Sara on the forehead and left. Sara was left standing there staring into space thinking. Grissom had watched them from the window for the last fifteen minutes. He watched Sara walk in and pretended to casually walk over and enquire about her.
"Are you o.k.?" Grissom asked.
"I'm so sorry!...he doesn't usually get that aggressive! It's just adrenaline and stress!. You see Alaney is a touchy subject in my family. They reckon she'll take over my life and ruin my career if I look after her" Sara explained.
"Breathe" Grissom said. He sat Sara down and took a deep breath. She looked stressed. He begun saying,
"I'm sorry. I have a confession. I thought your mother was really nice when I met her the first time. Now I just don't know!...I can see your problem!" Grissom said.
"My problem?...what do you mean?...my mother is nice - when she's not attached to his hip! - sometimes she can be the best - most caring mother. And other times she can be the worst - most uncaring mother in the world. But anyway! - their just stressed!" Sara commented.
"Your mother said you and your father fight all the time!" Grissom commented.
Sara stared at Grissom in disbelief and eventually said "She did?".
Grissom put a comforting hand on the side of Sara's arm and said,
"I think I can speak for everyone when I say that if you're having any problems with your family - well, you don't need them - we're your family too".
Sara was shocked at this revelation. This was coming from Grissom - the guy who said he'd leave without saying goodbye - who seemed to resist making friendships with his colleagues!.
Grissom continued, "and we're here if you ever need to talk - especially if it's affecting your work".
Sara panicked and immediately defended her family,
"No! Grissom you don't understand!. I know what your thinking and your wrong!. I knew you'd think this! - this is why I didn't mention not getting on with my dad. My father is a pig, yes! - He is rude, offensive and naracasstic - but he is NOT - I repeat NOT violent!. He just gets aggressive on rare occasions - like the one you just witnessed!. That is the worst he's ever got!. I just get emotional on certain cases because I care - and I get too emotional because it's just my personality - no other reason!. My father is a pig but he is not a wife beater!" Sara appealed.
"I never suggested that" Grissom said.
"But I know what you were thinking! - I just know!. Grissom my parents are hippies! - they don't believe in violence! - hippies protested for women's rights & against nuclear weapons & against violence! - it would make them hypocrites if they inflicted or accepted violence on each other" Sara said before walking off.
Grissom followed her as she walked back into the lab. Catherine, Warwick, Nick and Laney were there.
"You o.k.?" they all asked in unison. Everyone looked at each other and laughed, including Sara.
"They gone?. Thank you for not giving me away!" said Laney.
Laney thought to herself in frustration and said,
"oh gees!...I hope he isn't my father!".
"Why would you think he is?" Catherine asked confused.
"Oh.it's just one of the rumours about me - at Boby Sidle had a affair and the woman dumped me on his doorstep and he gave me away. Luckily it's unlikely though! - I mean he has a illegitimate son he takes full responsibility for, no probs! - and anyway - my name quite obviously means I was found in a lane or alley - and so that doesn't fit being found on the Sidle's doorstep" Laney explained.
"Yeah well, I wouldn't tell you anyway! - come on let's get on with work!" Sara retorted and got back to looking down her microscope.
The rest of the group all looked at each other worried and then eventually carried on.
"How dare you turn up at my work and start causing trouble!!....do you realise how much trouble you could have got me in!".
"Well you should have told us the truth then!" Boby retorted.
"It was a bit extreme, Boby! - the whole trying to drag Laney out thing" Libby commented.
"I didn't ask for your opinion, Libby!" Boby snapped.
"Don't talk to her like that!" Sara shouted.
"Both of you stop fighting!...Sara! listen to me! - I'm doing this for you too!. You know that right.baby?" Sara's mother said as she held Sara's face in her hands.
"Rubbish!" Sara said.
Libby let go and paused for a sec.
"Boby go to the car! - I'll sort this!" Libby said.
Boby stuffed a finger in front of Sara's face and aggressively said
"Tonight we'll be round and we're going to sort this!".
Sara didn't flinch and pushed his hand out of the way without care but with attitude.
"Baby!...you can't look after her!...you haven't got the emotional capacity!. You haven't got the time! - you haven't got the skills!.give her to us. Your Uncle Lenny said he'll take her in - He'll look after her. Don't put yourself through this Sara! - We made sure you had a good life. That this didn't get in the way - and you want to throw your whole career and life away for Alaney!" Libby said.
"Yes!" Sara pleaded with her mother's eyes.
Libby looked distressed and stressed. She didn't know what to do.
"You do realise what your doing?...what your saying?....if she stays with you then you'll have to be her mother..oh Sara!....you can't do it, you just can't!" Libby exclaimed.
"I can!. She'd never need to know the truth. She'll be satisfied in just knowing I'm the closet she'll get to a mother - and I can do it mom!. I can do it!. I do have it in me!. I always have had!" Sara said with more care for her mother.
Libby didn't know what to think. She was so confused.
"You really love her don't you!" Libby said.
She thought for a second.
"Look I'm not saying yes!. But let's both - all - think about this!...but! - if you do choose to keep her, Sara - don't worry about me -k?" Libby said.
Sara looked at her and said nothing. Libby kissed Sara on the forehead and was about to leave. Sara called out to her to stop.
"Do you know what hurt most about this little charade?...it wasn't the embarrassment!...it wasn't what everyone's going to think of daddy now!...it was the fact that YOU shoved a sentimental - less piece of jewellery in my face and tried to buy me off!" Sara shouted.
Sara grabbed the necklace around her neck and showed it off saying "You see this!...do you know how much this means to me?...do you know how much all the necklaces and jewellery you gave me means to me?...I thought they were from the heart! - specially picked for me!...are they just worthless briberies too?...because if they are then you can just take them back too!" Sara said.
Libby looked ashamed. "I'm sorry. I know it was low - but - there was some sentiment in there, Sara!. I know your not like us - your more like your grandparents - so I figured maybe you didn't like the cheap rubbish I give you - so I thought you'd appreciate something more expensive" Libby explained.
"I love the necklaces you give me!...I wear them loads - especially the locket!. I'm not completely like you guys - but I'm not my grandparents either. I'm a combination - and my grandparents don't like how much I'm like you guys - and I am you know - there is a snippet of hippy that peeks out of me. I'm the hippest person I know outside of camp cuckoo!" Sara sentimentally phrased it.
Libby smiled and stroked Sara's face,
"Don't call it that dear!".
Libby kissed Sara on the forehead and left. Sara was left standing there staring into space thinking. Grissom had watched them from the window for the last fifteen minutes. He watched Sara walk in and pretended to casually walk over and enquire about her.
"Are you o.k.?" Grissom asked.
"I'm so sorry!...he doesn't usually get that aggressive! It's just adrenaline and stress!. You see Alaney is a touchy subject in my family. They reckon she'll take over my life and ruin my career if I look after her" Sara explained.
"Breathe" Grissom said. He sat Sara down and took a deep breath. She looked stressed. He begun saying,
"I'm sorry. I have a confession. I thought your mother was really nice when I met her the first time. Now I just don't know!...I can see your problem!" Grissom said.
"My problem?...what do you mean?...my mother is nice - when she's not attached to his hip! - sometimes she can be the best - most caring mother. And other times she can be the worst - most uncaring mother in the world. But anyway! - their just stressed!" Sara commented.
"Your mother said you and your father fight all the time!" Grissom commented.
Sara stared at Grissom in disbelief and eventually said "She did?".
Grissom put a comforting hand on the side of Sara's arm and said,
"I think I can speak for everyone when I say that if you're having any problems with your family - well, you don't need them - we're your family too".
Sara was shocked at this revelation. This was coming from Grissom - the guy who said he'd leave without saying goodbye - who seemed to resist making friendships with his colleagues!.
Grissom continued, "and we're here if you ever need to talk - especially if it's affecting your work".
Sara panicked and immediately defended her family,
"No! Grissom you don't understand!. I know what your thinking and your wrong!. I knew you'd think this! - this is why I didn't mention not getting on with my dad. My father is a pig, yes! - He is rude, offensive and naracasstic - but he is NOT - I repeat NOT violent!. He just gets aggressive on rare occasions - like the one you just witnessed!. That is the worst he's ever got!. I just get emotional on certain cases because I care - and I get too emotional because it's just my personality - no other reason!. My father is a pig but he is not a wife beater!" Sara appealed.
"I never suggested that" Grissom said.
"But I know what you were thinking! - I just know!. Grissom my parents are hippies! - they don't believe in violence! - hippies protested for women's rights & against nuclear weapons & against violence! - it would make them hypocrites if they inflicted or accepted violence on each other" Sara said before walking off.
Grissom followed her as she walked back into the lab. Catherine, Warwick, Nick and Laney were there.
"You o.k.?" they all asked in unison. Everyone looked at each other and laughed, including Sara.
"They gone?. Thank you for not giving me away!" said Laney.
Laney thought to herself in frustration and said,
"oh gees!...I hope he isn't my father!".
"Why would you think he is?" Catherine asked confused.
"Oh.it's just one of the rumours about me - at Boby Sidle had a affair and the woman dumped me on his doorstep and he gave me away. Luckily it's unlikely though! - I mean he has a illegitimate son he takes full responsibility for, no probs! - and anyway - my name quite obviously means I was found in a lane or alley - and so that doesn't fit being found on the Sidle's doorstep" Laney explained.
"Yeah well, I wouldn't tell you anyway! - come on let's get on with work!" Sara retorted and got back to looking down her microscope.
The rest of the group all looked at each other worried and then eventually carried on.