Previously on 'As The Lab Turns'
Mia reached over and put a hand on his shoulder. "Greg, I'd like to go out with you." She gestured towards the scope again. "But really, take a look at this."
Warrick smiled at her. "Catherine, I think Nick and Sara had the right idea and maybe if we'd done what they did a while ago, we could have saved ourselves a lot of trouble.
Catherine let out a deep throaty chuckle as she slid her arms around his neck. "Just what are you suggesting?"
Warrick arched both brows before angling his lips towards hers. "I think we should elope."
Grissom had an ashen look on his face as he watched the breaking news report on TV from his hospital bed.
"The Air France jet bound for Las Vegas crashed shortly after takeoff…"
"What do you mean you don't want to elope?" Warrick looked at Catherine with hurt and confusion. After the kiss they'd just shared, he was thrown for a loop at her statement.
Catherine placed a hand on his chest and smiled. "I didn't say I didn't want to marry you. I do. I just want a wedding, even if it's small. I think I owe it to Lindsey."
"Ah, yeah, Lindsey." Warrick hadn't seen her in quite a while and it dawned on him that Catherine had mentioned something about her coming home soon from boarding school. A school that Catherine had sent her to as a last resort after she'd snuck out of the house and ended up getting picked up by the police at a party where she'd gotten drunk.
"And I want Grissom to give me away." Catherine began to formulate a plan. "And I'm sure Nick and Sara would want to be there since they should be flying back from Paris tonight."
Grissom reached for the phone and dialed Brass, not bothering with formalities when the detective picked up. "Jim, there's been a plane crash. I think it was Nick and Sara's plane."
"How did you run across this?" Greg looked at Mia with a mixture of wonder and curiosity.
"Well I ran the sample we had for Heather against Sophia's and there was no match, there weren't even enough markers in common for them to be related. However, I mistakenly ran Sophia's and that's when I came up with this." Mia concluded.
"Do you think Grissom knows?" Greg looked shocked.
"You're sure?" Sophia looked sick as she considered what Brass had just informed her.
Brass nodded as he drove them towards Desert Palm Hospital where Grissom was scheduled to be discharged. "Their names were on the passenger list the airline gave me."
"But that doesn't necessarily mean they were on the plane." Sophia was hopeful that this was all just a bad dream. There had already been enough turmoil at the lab without topping it with something like this.
"They were supposed to be back tonight and that was the last Air France flight out of Paris to Vegas." Brass looked very sober.
"And what else do you want?" Warrick sounded amused as they lay side by side on the floor of the living room.
Catherine smirked. "That's about it." She fingered the buttons on the front of his shirt. "Except maybe one thing."
Warrick gave her a smoldering look. "Hmm, you'll have to tell me more about that one thing."
Catherine began to flick his buttons open one by one as she scooted closer to him. "Well first we need to get you properly attired."
"Mmm, and what about you?" Warrick wanted her and he wanted her badly.
Grissom looked up as Brass and Sophia entered his hospital room. "What did you find out?" He looked worried and a bit pale.
"It doesn't look good, Gil." Brass just cut to the chase. "There are no reports of survivors and their names were on the passenger list."
"But the traffic in Paris is terrible and they're newlyweds." Sophia interjected softly. "Maybe they missed the flight."
Grissom looked at Sophia with a sad expression. "I wish I had your optimism."
She smirked at him. "What happened to waiting until you had all of the evidence before you make a conclusion?"
In spite of the weight of the situation, Grissom let out a soft chuckle and nodded.
"It certainly explains a lot." Greg smirked.
Mia laughed. "Yeah, it does."
"So are you going to break the news to him or are you going to tell her?" Greg quirked an eyebrow as he poured them each a cup of his Blue Hawaiian coffee.
"I hadn't really considered that." Mia admitted, gratefully taking a cup from Greg's hand.
"Because someone should tell them." Greg let out a nervous laugh. "Especially with all that's been going on around here. I'd hate for him to actually start dating her and then find out later that we knew that she was his sister, especially since who he thought was her actually turned out to be Heather."
"Good point." Mia agreed. "Well I guess we could stop by the hospital after shift."
"But we have a date after shift." Greg waggled his eyebrows at her. He had been thinking of several things they could do on their date and he was trying to figure out a way they could justify clocking out early.
"Ok, we'll stop by the hospital and then go on that date." Mia smirked.
"But he's being discharged this afternoon." Greg countered with a grin.
Mia shook her head in amusement. "So what do you suggest then?"
"We should call everyone in then." Grissom suggested looking at Brass and Sophia. "They're going to want to know."
Brass nodded solemnly. "I'll take care of it."
Catherine looked shocked as she hung up the phone.
"What's wrong?" Warrick furrowed his brow and rolled over in bed to face her.
It took Catherine a moment to get her words out as she held her robe around her body. "Ecklie passed away a short time ago."
Warrick was a little confused as to why Catherine seemed visibly shaken at that news since it wasn't unexpected. "Cath?" He touched her arm gently.
Catherine met his gaze and had tears in her eyes. "There was a plane crash in Paris. It's Nick and Sara."
Warrick suddenly felt sick to his stomach.
Mia looked at Greg oddly. "You didn't tell him."
Greg just shook his head and looked pale.
"Greg?" Mia looked worried.
Greg felt as if his words were coming out of someone else's mouth. "Nick and Sara's plane crashed."
Tune in next time for another episode of 'As The Lab Turns'…
