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At seven thirty, Lindsey had hidden behind some cars at the parking lot. Sara was the first to step outside. Lindsey had to smile when she saw the woman had applied make-up and brushed her hair.

Five seconds later, Grissom stepped outside. "What are you doing here?" he asked her. "I got a note from someone that said I had to meet him here," she answered. "Did you write it?" "No, I got exactly the same note," he said, surprised. He showed her the note and they compared them. "It's the same handwriting," Grissom noticed. "Someone set us up."

Oh, please, don't go back inside! Lindsey begged silently.

"Well, while we're here, maybe we could… talk?" Sara suggested.

"Okay, let's talk," Grissom said. "What do you want to talk about?"

"Us," Sara replied.

"Sara, I…"

"No, Grissom, don't. I'm not blind. And not deaf. I really heard you say I looked nice yesterday."

"You did. Is it a crime to say you look nice?"

"No, but I… Gris, you know how I feel about you, I'm sure you do. I just want to know… do you feel the same about me?"

Lindsey listened intently. Say yes, uncle Grissom, say yes!

"I don't know what to say, Sara," she heard Grissom say.

"Lindsey? Where are you?"

Lindsey could have killed her mom at that moment!

"Oh, hey, Sara, hey, Gris, what are you doing here?"

"Nothing." Sara rushed inside. Without caring about what her mom or Grissom would think, Lindsey rushed inside too. "Sara? Sara!" She found the woman in the locker room, crying.

"Sara, calm down, I'm sure he loves you too." She hugged the beautiful woman.

"You wrote the notes, didn't you?" Sara blubbered. Lindsey smiled. "Yes. And I'm not stopping till you two are together. Or my mom and Warrick."

"Cath likes Warrick?" Sara asked in amazement. All of a sudden, the tears were gone.

Lindsey nodded. Sara laughed. "Unbelievable!"

"Linds?" Catherine appeared in the locker room. "Oh, there you are, honey. Oh, hi, Sara, is something wrong?"

"I… um… I'm taking the rest of the night off," Sara said. "Will you tell Grissom, please?"

"Sure," Catherine said.

"Mom? Can I go with Sara?" Lindsey suddenly asked. It was her fault the woman was feeling bad and she wanted to make it up to her.

"Oh, honey, I'm sure Sara doesn't…"

"No, it's okay," Sara said. "I'll drop her off at your place in the morning."

"Are you sure?" Catherine asked. Sara wiped her last tears away and nodded. "Yes, I'm sure."


Spending the night at Sara's turned out to be great fun. Sara treated Lindsey as a young woman, not as the thirteen-year-old she really was. Lindsey made Sara tell everything about Grissom and she found out Sara had been in love with him forever.

"You two should so get together!" Lindsey said. Sara smiled weakly. "I don't think that'll ever happen, sweetie."

Lindsey smiled. Not if she could do something about it!


But first things first. Sara dropped her off at home in the morning and she started to work on her other plan: her mom and Warrick. After school, she went to the library and the supermarket. Her old babysitter had taught her how to cook and now she wanted to cook something really nice for her mom and possibly her future dad.

Her mom had to work extra during the day, so when she got home, Lindsey was already busy in the kitchen. "I didn't know you could cook, honey," her mom said. "But it sure smells delicious!" Lindsey smiled proudly. She knew she hadn't always been a sweet, good girl, but this time she wanted things to be right!

After she had finished cooking most of the dinner, Lindsey helped her mom get ready. "You should wear this, mom… and this, you'll look amazing in it. And let me do your hair for you!"

"Lindsey, you make it sound like it's a date!" her mom laughed.

"Just do it," Lindsey said.

"Okay, I'll do it, calm down. I'll do it."


At exactly seven o'clock, Warrick rang the doorbell. Lindsey was setting the table, but she made sure she heard everything.

"Hi, Cath."

"Hi, Warrick, come on in."

Lindsey peeked round a corner. Ah, how sweet, he had brought her flowers and he gave her a kiss on the cheek.

"You look very nice, Cath."

"Oh, thanks, Warrick."

Lindsey giggled when she saw her mom blush, but then she hurried back to the kitchen. Her mom and Warrick entered. "Hey, Linds," Warrick said.

"Hi, Warrick," Lindsey smiled innocently. "You hungry?"

"You better be, Lindsey has been cooking all afternoon!" her mom said.

"Oh, wow, then I am hungry," Warrick smiled.

When they had all sat down, Lindsey sat up. "Oh my gosh, I totally forgot! I have a huge math test tomorrow! I better do some studying!" She rushed out of the kitchen and hid.

"Right…" Warrick said. "Do you believe her?"

"No!" Catherine laughed. "I think she's setting us up."

"Should she?"

Catherine blushed again.

"Come on, let's eat, I want to see what your daughter has made!"

Lindsey thought the dinner was pretty boring. They talked about old cases and other uninteresting things. After dinner, Warrick offered to do the dishes.

"Don't be silly, it's my house," Catherine said.

"Let me at least help you then."

"I won't say no to that!"

Lindsey waited impatiently for some action. When was Warrick going to kiss her mom? He hadn't been able to keep his eyes off of her for one second! But no, he just helped her doing the dishes. He turned on the hot water tap a little too far and some water fell on the floor. Catherine slipped and fall right into his arms. They only stared at each other, they didn't say anything.

Oh, come on! Lindsey thought as their faces got closer. Kiss her, Warrick! Kiss her!