This chapter is dedicated to my friend Alana, here you go Alana, Dave gift wrapped and delivered to your door
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They arrived at Sara's house a few minutes later. Sara left Lindsey sitting on the couch and went to make a hot chocolate for Lindsey and a coffee for herself. She arrived back in the living room to find Lindsey standing at the window gazing at the stars.
"Hey..." Sara said gently as she sat down and placed the mugs on the coffee table. Lindsey jumped and looked at her, then slowly moved over to the couch, where she curled up in Sara's lap, her head resting on Sara's chest. They sat in silence for a moment Sara gently stroking Lindsey's hair. Suddenly Lindsey sat up and looked at Sara
"It's not fair..." she exclaimed. Sara waited expectantly for more but none came. Her gaze drifted to Lindsey's hands.
"Linds, I didn't know you could sign!"
Lindsey stopped signing and looked up at Sara
"Mummy taught me. She learnt because of Uncle Grissom. It was like our secret language."
Sara sat looking at Lindsey. She looked so much like Catherine. Then she realized that Lindsey was talking to her.
"Do you have any video's?"
Sara got up off the couch and rummaged through her video cabinet and then as if in triumph held up a copy of Shrek. Lindsey squealed in delight
"I love this movie! The donkey's so funny."
"Great! How about I cook some popcorn?"
Later...
The movie had just finished. Lindsey had fallen a sleep. Her head resting in Sara's lap. Sara moved Lindsey's head carefully off her lap and left to retrieve a blanket and pillow from her own room. She tucked her in, picked up the now empty popcorn bowl and tiptoed out of the room.
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Grissom sat with his head in his hands. He was trying to remember what had happened. His face was sore and he felt sick. He could vaguely remember Sara coming. Lindsey crying. The news about Catherine. How whether she lived or died depended on his decision...
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Sara lay in bed staring at the ceiling. There was still about two hours before shift started. The previous night they had found substantial evidence on Catherine's clothes, which included a hair with shin tab (DNA test proved it was Mike Simons). Now all they needed to do was find him. A voice called timidly from the door.
"Sara?"
Sara propped herself up on her elbow and Lindsey came scurrying into the room and clambered onto the end of Sara's bed.
"Linds... Would you mind if you had to come to work with me today?"
"No. Will Uncle Grissom be there?"
Sara felt anger rising when she heard Grissom's name
"Yes. Yes he will"
"Ok. Can I bring Cath?"
"Cath?"
"My teddy bear, Uncle Grissom gave her to me"
"Course you can"
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When Sara and Lindsey arrived at CSI a couple of hours later, Sara left Lindsey in the break room, to go in search of Warrick, Nick and Greg. She found Nick and Greg in Greg's lab.
"Hey guys"
"Hey Sara. Have you seen Grissom? He's got this whopping red mark across his face"
Greg noticed that Sara's face reddened slightly at his last remark.
"You don't know anything about it do you?"
"No." she answered shortly and before they could pressure the issue any further Warrick walked in. without so much as a Hello he said;
"Did any of you know it's Lindsey's birthday today?"
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They arrived at Sara's house a few minutes later. Sara left Lindsey sitting on the couch and went to make a hot chocolate for Lindsey and a coffee for herself. She arrived back in the living room to find Lindsey standing at the window gazing at the stars.
"Hey..." Sara said gently as she sat down and placed the mugs on the coffee table. Lindsey jumped and looked at her, then slowly moved over to the couch, where she curled up in Sara's lap, her head resting on Sara's chest. They sat in silence for a moment Sara gently stroking Lindsey's hair. Suddenly Lindsey sat up and looked at Sara
"It's not fair..." she exclaimed. Sara waited expectantly for more but none came. Her gaze drifted to Lindsey's hands.
"Linds, I didn't know you could sign!"
Lindsey stopped signing and looked up at Sara
"Mummy taught me. She learnt because of Uncle Grissom. It was like our secret language."
Sara sat looking at Lindsey. She looked so much like Catherine. Then she realized that Lindsey was talking to her.
"Do you have any video's?"
Sara got up off the couch and rummaged through her video cabinet and then as if in triumph held up a copy of Shrek. Lindsey squealed in delight
"I love this movie! The donkey's so funny."
"Great! How about I cook some popcorn?"
Later...
The movie had just finished. Lindsey had fallen a sleep. Her head resting in Sara's lap. Sara moved Lindsey's head carefully off her lap and left to retrieve a blanket and pillow from her own room. She tucked her in, picked up the now empty popcorn bowl and tiptoed out of the room.
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Grissom sat with his head in his hands. He was trying to remember what had happened. His face was sore and he felt sick. He could vaguely remember Sara coming. Lindsey crying. The news about Catherine. How whether she lived or died depended on his decision...
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Sara lay in bed staring at the ceiling. There was still about two hours before shift started. The previous night they had found substantial evidence on Catherine's clothes, which included a hair with shin tab (DNA test proved it was Mike Simons). Now all they needed to do was find him. A voice called timidly from the door.
"Sara?"
Sara propped herself up on her elbow and Lindsey came scurrying into the room and clambered onto the end of Sara's bed.
"Linds... Would you mind if you had to come to work with me today?"
"No. Will Uncle Grissom be there?"
Sara felt anger rising when she heard Grissom's name
"Yes. Yes he will"
"Ok. Can I bring Cath?"
"Cath?"
"My teddy bear, Uncle Grissom gave her to me"
"Course you can"
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When Sara and Lindsey arrived at CSI a couple of hours later, Sara left Lindsey in the break room, to go in search of Warrick, Nick and Greg. She found Nick and Greg in Greg's lab.
"Hey guys"
"Hey Sara. Have you seen Grissom? He's got this whopping red mark across his face"
Greg noticed that Sara's face reddened slightly at his last remark.
"You don't know anything about it do you?"
"No." she answered shortly and before they could pressure the issue any further Warrick walked in. without so much as a Hello he said;
"Did any of you know it's Lindsey's birthday today?"
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