Thanks to Adenara Yatman for reviewing and Sidle Chick for beta-ing. you mean a lot. I don't have much schoolwork at the moment (& only 2 weeks til the summer holidays so I will try & update faster! Enjoy.
Chapter 6
When Sara reached Leah, the nurse had just finished double checking that she was ready to go home, and had handed her a set of clothes to wear, while her own were being processed. "How are you doing now Leah?" Sara asked as she stepped through the gap in the curtain. She was met with silence, "Ok, then you can ignore me, and be stuck here, or you can be polite and at least like me a bit, even if it is for just a ride out of here." She could tell that Leah had the Sidle stubborn streak to her, which made Sara laugh quietly to herself.
"Fine then, whatever, but it still doesn't excuse the fact that you lied to me my whole life. Why didn't you just tell me the truth?"
"You're right, you know, perhaps I should have told you earlier, but as time went on, it was easier to live the lie, then to admit the truth." Sara replied. "Do you think it would have been easier to have put you up for adoption, so that I never saw you again? Or was it better to keep you in the family so you can have a happy childhood?"
Leah started sniffing again and Sara handed her a tissue. Once she had finished drying her eyes, she asked, "Who said that I wouldn't have had a happy childhood if I stayed with you?"
Sara sighed and leaned forward. Her voice was almost a whisper, "Trust me on this. If you stayed with me, then you would have been brought up in a single parent family, staying in daycare everyday while I went to college. Is that what you wanted?"
"I don't know, perhaps I only wanted to know if my real mother loved me at all, if she was able to give me away so easily."
"Let me tell you something, Leah. It nearly broke my heart to have to give to away, that was why I gave you to my brother. Since he and his wife couldn't have kids, it made sense. That way you could all be happy. They, by getting a child of their own, and you…you…by getting a happy childhood in a loving home." Tears had started to fall down Sara's cheeks. "Believe me; you were much better off with them, then if you were with me. I just don't do kids. I would have been a useless mother."
"That's not true. You would have been my mother and I would have loved you every day for it." She paused, "it really hurt me when Mom and Dad told me the truth. I was looking around in some old photos, and I noticed that there were loads around the time I was born, and none of the ones of Mom showed her pregnant. Then I finally cam across one of you-" she paused to compose herself again. Sara was still crying, frozen while holding her shaking daughter. "At first I thought you were one of those surrogate mothers for Mom and Dad, but when I asked them about that they became suddenly silent. Mom left the room to cry I think. I always used to wonder why I didn't really look like Mom, perhaps a bit like Dad, but I was nothing alike Mom. When I was younger they said it was because I looked like a Sidle, which meant I looked like you, but that's not true, which would mean I look like my real dad. Who is he by the way?"
There was a moment of silence, while Sara was thinking of whether to tell the 13 year old or not. It was true, she did have a rite to know, but she didn't want her daughter to get hurt like she had done. "Erm." She began, 'should I say I don't know? No, that would mean that I slept around, which I certainly didn't. I am 100 sure of who her father is but I don't know whether to say anything or not.' "Leah, do you remember the man that found you in the park? The man with the police officer."
When Leah nodded, she continued, "Well, when I was in college, he was one of the lecturers that came to give a seminar or bugs." She laughed at the memory, "the first lecture is a bit of a blur, I was more interested in the lecturer then the seminar itself," when Leah giggled, she smiled then continued, "Anyway, after the seminar we got talking and he invited me out for a coffee in the campus café. Well, then, on the last night that he was around, before he had to return home, there was a party from one of my friends. I can't remember how or why, but a few of the lecturers and professors were invited…"
"Hey Sara, isn't that Dr Grissom, that lecturer you were drooling over?" Jane, her friend teased her.
"I was not drooling!" Sara said trying to defend herself. Before she could say any more, the man in question had spotted them and had started to walk over towards them. As soon as she saw him advancing, and their eyes locked, her mind went blank, and it was as if there were no other people in the room. She was so far into her own little world that she didn't hear the comments coming from behind her saying "yeah she's got it bad" or "go on Sara, get in there!"
"Hey Sara, how are you?" Grissom asked when he approached. He too was oblivious to the girls behind her.
She cleared her throat, "I'm great actually, how about you? Looking forward to going home tomorrow?" She asked, suddenly remembering that they were not alone. Before he could answer her question, she asked, "Do you want to go somewhere more private, because I doubt we can have a proper conversation in here with so many people watching and listening." She indicated to the girls behind her when she said the last part.
Grissom smiled, he too was uncomfortable in front of this small audience. "Sure, I don't think there's anyone on the patio." Sara quietly left her seat and headed out the French windows onto the patio.
Her friends had been shouting comments for the passed5 minutes and it was getting both embarrassing and tiresome for both in the pair. "Anyway, where were we?" She asked again. "Oh yeah, are you looking forward to going home tomorrow?"
"Not really, no." He began, "It's not that I don't want to be back, I mean I miss my friends, but I also like it here, there are people here I will miss." He stopped when he noticed Sara blushing. "Did you know how beautiful you are when you blush?" The comment only seemed to make things worse.
Neither of them was sure whether it was the heat of the moment or some underlying thing between them, that made Grissom place his hand on her cheek, and draw her face to his. The moment their lips touched, all time seemed to stop, and it didn't start up again until a few moments later when they parted for air.
Since they were so wrapped up in their own emotions, where it was like no-one else existed, they didn't notice a woman search the party for Grissom, and stop, almost dead, when she reached to patio and spotted the couple together. Upon seeing them, she quickly left the party.
"Do you want to stay here, or do you want to come back to my hotel room for the night?" he asked, silently praying that she would say yes to the second one. He saw her eyes light up and took that as a yes, and kissed her again. "Shall we?" He asked gesturing to the door. Not trusting her voice, Sara just nodded and held his hand as he pulled her towards his car. 'This was going to be some night,' he thought.
"Hey Mom, are you there?" Leah asked. The suddenly change in Sara's name seemed to wake her from her reverie.
"Huh? Sorry where was I?" she asked.
"You were telling me who my father was, and when you met him." The child exclaimed like a stroppy teenager.
"Oh yeah, sorry, well when Dr Grissom arrived, we began talking again, only this time it kind of went a bit further, and we ended up in his hotel room." She blushed as she retold the story. "What happened next is probably at bit obvious, along with what happened over the next 9 months." She laughed.
What neither of the occupants in the cubicle were aware of, was that Grissom had returned with some coffee, early enough to have caught the end of the conversation.
A/N: Please R&R
