A/N: For anyone still reading this piece of crap, get ready for a bombshell. Thanks for those who are still reading it and reviewing. No Beta, all mistakes are mine.

"Do you want sugar in your tea?" Laura Sidle called from the kitchen.

"Um…sure." Sara answered nervously from the living room off of the kitchen.

"It's really a beautiful day isn't it?" Laura said, walking into the living room with a tray of tea and cakes.

"Yeah." Sara said weakly, looking out the window.

Laura served her daughter her tea and they sat silently sipping it. It wasn't an awkward silence; it was a silence that comes when someone is thinking. They both had so much to say and yet, they didn't know where to start.

"So what are you doing now?" Laura Sidle asked.

"I am a CSI at the Vegas Crime Lab."

"Sounds fun."

"I guess so." Sara said, sipping her tea.

"So, um…what brought you here? After all these years?" Laura asked.

Sara took another sip of her tea and closed her eyes as she breathed in the steam. She looked up at her mother and tried to hide the hurt in her face. But from the expression on her mother's face, she wasn't hiding it very well.

"I'm tired of living day by day, struggling to forget my past. I just want to move on…" Sara said, bowing her head and fighting back the tears that threatened to fall.

"What happened?" Laura asked.

"Well, where to start. I pulled a gun on my boss, I hit a co-worker and I'm most likely out of a job."

Laura sat staring at Sara, her face full of shock. The one thing she did to protect her daughter, was the one thing that is making her fall apart.

"You have to understand Sara, I did it for you! I killed him to protect you!" Laura pleaded.

"And look at me now." Sara sighed.

"I thought you had just forgotten, erased it from your memory. You never wrote me, you never visited me. I thought you had moved on."

"I was thirteen! Don't you think something like that would be branded into my memory!" Sara screamed, setting down her tea.

"I just thought…it was…I had to do it Sara! He was going to kill us!" Laura screamed back.

Tears streamed down Sara's face. She didn't want to do this. She didn't want to fight and she didn't want to yell. This is what she grew up with. She just wanted to move on, to forget everything. To find some way to suppress these feelings, this anger that bubbled up inside her.

"Sara, he killed your baby sister." Laura said suddenly.

Sara looked up confused.

"What?"

"I was pregnant when we took that first trip to the hospital remember? Your father had hit me and I was scared for the baby so we went to the hospital when he was sleeping."

"I don't remember."

Laura Sidle sighed, looking down into her tea, the liquid cooled by falling tears.

"Well it was a huge mistake on my part. When we got home he was awake."

"And…" Sara said, taking in a deep breath

"Well, he threw me so hard across the room that I miscarried. He killed your sister. "

Laura wiped a tear from her face.

"There was blood everywhere. He made me clean it up. That bastard made me clean it up. It just got worse from there, leading up…up…to...you know." Laura sobbed into her hands and Sara sat uncomfortably across from her.

"I know how you feel." Sara said sharply.

"How could you… possibly…" Laura shot a raised eyebrow at Sara and Sara promptly dropped her head.

Sara cried softly for her sister and for her own child. The one she never knew.

"I was pregnant." Sara whispered.

"And you lost the baby?" Laura asked.

"Yes." Sara said, wiping the tears from her cheek.

"I never told anyone but you and honestly, I don't know why I'm telling you." Sara said, lifting her tear filled eyes towards her mother.

"You can tell me, I'm here. I'm here now for all those years I wasn't."

Sara sniffled back tears.

"I was dating this man, Hank, and I found out that he was just using me, he was using me to cheat on his girlfriend. " Sara laughed.

"I was so unbelievably stupid. I don't know how I couldn't have seen. But the day after I broke up with him I found out I was pregnant. I never told him."

"Then what?" Laura asked, placing her hand on her daughter's hand and Sara shuddered, looking down at her mother's hand.

"I was about eleven weeks into my first trimester, I still hadn't told anyone I could barely believe it myself. There was an uh…an explosion at the lab, I…I had no idea what was going on. I was in the vicinity of the blast, I was thrown…many feet. Then the spotting came, I had lost the baby. I felt relived in my mind, but in my heart I felt a hole. I knew there would always be that hole, I knew that nothing could ever fill the void." Sara sobbed into her hands.

Laura stood up and went to her daughter, wrapping her hands around her and hugging her tight.

"No! Stop!" Sara said, pulling away. "This is too much."

Sara shot up and walked to the door.

"I'm sorry, this is just too much too soon." Sara said before grabbing her purse and opening the door.

She smiled at her mother who was now standing, looking at her daughter.

"Don't worry about me." Sara said before disappearing out the door.

With the slamming of the door, Sara ran down the steps and down the street, clutching her purse. She stopped when she was safely out of view from her mother's house and breathed heavily in and out. She didn't know why she even decided to come here, the memories stung her and she couldn't figure out why she even bought that ticket. Her mind was racing and she needed to sit down. She walked to a trolley car that was loading and unloading passengers. When she was little, her mom would take her into the city sometimes and they would ride the trolley cars together. All day they would ride them, sitting watching people, eating candied apples.

Sara rode the trolley car until the sun fell to the horizon and cast an orange glow on the city. Sara tried to ignore all the commotion around her, the honking of the horns, and the squawking of the birds, she just focused on sitting, on thinking. She thought about her mom, about her father, about her child that never was, and the life, or lack thereof that waited for her in Vegas. She knew that Ecklie was doing everything in his power to cut her lose and she didn't blame him. She blamed herself. She hopped off the trolley somewhere near Fisherman's Warf. An abundance of activity surrounded her, vendors shoving things in her face for her to buy, the smell of clam chowder played about her nose. Sara found a bench overlooking the bay and she sat down. Closing her eyes, she absorbed the last few rays of the sun. Her eyes shot open when she felt a vibrating on her thigh. Sara sighed and reached for her cell phone, flipping it open.

"Sidle." She said instinctively.

"Sara?" Grissom said on the other line.

"What do you want?" She said, her tone changing fast.

"I was just worried."

"Well yeah, isn't everyone." Sara said.

"Sara, I just want you to know, that I'm sorry about the way things turned out."

Sara sighed and stood up, walking to the edge of the pier and looking off into the ocean.

"I'm sure you are sorry. But that doesn't matter Grissom. Not anymore."

"Sara please, I didn't want any of this to happen! I was just scared! I was a coward! I still am! Just listen to me; I extended a dinner invitation to Sophia as a professional courtesy, nothing more. I didn't kiss her…she kissed me."

"That's what they all say." Sara said, shuttered at the thought of that woman's lips on Grissom's.

"Sara I…I…"

"No! Grissom just stop talking. Please. If you keep talking you're going to work your way into my heart…" She sighed, "Again…and I don't want you anywhere near my heart."

With that she flipped her phone shut and sighed before throwing it into the ocean. She closed her eyes and let a few tears fall. She wanted to believe that she could move on without Grissom, she wanted to believe that she didn't need him. But deep down she knew she did.

"You just threw your phone into the Pacific." A man said behind her.

Shit. It was Grissom.

"Yeah I guess I did." Sara said without turning around.

Grissom walked up beside her and leaned over the edge, looking at the waves as they crashed onto the pier. He didn't know where to start; he didn't know what to say.

"Greg?" She asked, wiping her tears away so Grissom didn't see them.

"Yeah." Grissom responded, already knowing her question.

"Any news on my job?"

"No. I had a meeting with Ecklie. He wants to fire you."

"I figured as much." She sighed.

Sara turned around and faced Grissom.

"Why are you here?" She asked.

"Same reason you are." He smiled.

"And what reason is that?"

"To move on. To forget my past, to begin my future." Grissom said, placing his hand on Sara's hand.

"To begin my future, with or without you Sara. I much rather begin it with you."

Sara looked up at Grissom, tears in her eyes and she let out a weak smile.

"I know I hurt you so much, and I'll spend the rest of my days making it up to you." He said, pulling Sara into an embrace.

She resisted at first but melted into his arms, a perfect fit. She didn't cry, she didn't smile she just breathed deeply. Soaking up everything from that moment. She knew her life was about to change, and she didn't need anyone to tell her that.

The End.

I was reading today and I thought this would be a perfect place to end it. I don't have inspiration to continue, let alone the time to write.Grissom and Sara get married, have lots of babies and lead the Las Vegas Crime Lab together as a crime fighting duo. Hehe. I hope you liked. Thanks for reading.