To Grissom, the rest of the flight took forever. He wanted to know what Greg knew and why it was so important that Greg was here instead of Catherine. He also wanted to know if Lindsey's leg truly was broken cause if it was he figured he would have to remember to repay Greg.

When the plane landed, they took the shuttle from the airport to the "Woodward Hotel and Conference Center" where the convention was to be held. When the arrived, Greg went to check in and left Grissom to get the bags. Greg was done before Grissom so he went out to help. They finally got all the bags and went up to the room. Greg opened the door and stepped inside where they found Nick laying on the bed watching TV in nothing but his boxers.

"NICHOLAS STOKES, WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?" asked an angered Grissom. "GREG, what are you up to?"

"Can't tell you yet boss." Greg answered "Yo Nicky, what ya watchin'?"

"It's that new Manson video. Ya know Greggo, that Eric guy that shows up about half way through looks a hell of a lot like you."

"I get that quite a bit." said Greg as he put his bags on the floor by Nick's.

"Nick, you still haven't answered my question." said Grissom as he pick up his own bags and out them by Greg's.

"I didn't answer," started Nick as he began to put on some clothes "because I don't know. You told me to come back to Texas to relax after I was buried alive (he shudders). Then the other day, Greg called me and told me to come to this hotel and get a room for three, but they were all out so I ended up with a two. But anyway, he said that he was coming with you instead of Catherine. But he didn't tell me why Catherine backed out."

"Greg this has gone far enough," Grissom cut in, "you wanted to talk so badly. Now spill."

"Greg you've known something for at least a week. Now Talk." barked Grissom who was getting annoyed.

"Oh, so it's my fault you wouldn't give me the time of day to talk to you." Greg replied sarcastically.

"Both of you relax. Greg go ahead." said Nick trying to prevent the discussion from becoming a free for all.

Greg walked to the door, locked it, unplugged everything and locked the doors to the balcony. He wanted their complete and undivided attention for what he was about to say. He went over to his bag and pulled out three sheets of paper. He motioned for Nick and Grissom to sit on the bed across from him.

"All right," he started. " Griss, remember when you told me to entertain myself in the DNA lab? Well, I paired up the DNA of each couple and tried to guess what the kids would look like, and remember how I told you I made a mistake? First the easier news. Nick, you and I have been best friends for, well, ever. All that time you've been like a brother to me."

"Same here, Greggo." Nick cut in.

"Hold on there. It turns out that you and I really are biological brothers. Here, take a look." Greg said as he handed him one of the three papers he had with him.

Nick looked over the paper very carefully. Greg was right. They shared the seven out of thirteen alleles needed to be biological brothers. The three sat in silence for a good ten minutes.

"But, wait what happened?" Nick finally asked, bewildered.

"I'm hoping someone here can explain. Grissom, part of that mistake I made was putting my DNA on in place of Catherine's. I found that you and I share also share seven out of thirteen alleles. You know what that means, don't you … Dad?"