A/N: OMG! Thank you soooo much for the awesome reviews! They make my day. I LOVE hearing from y'all. To all of you that think they no who the father is, your probably right. And to my one review who said I should add a twist, I read that right before school so I'm here getting ready and all I can think about is "what would be a good twist what would make my readers happy" I was here thinking about it and I'm thinking if I don't figure out a twist before school, I'm going to be here in class and the teachers going to call on me and I'm going to be like "twist twist, now what would, make a good twist. Lol. It's all good though. Well, enough talking read on and enjoys the story. And remember, reviews keep me updating!

Oh, and for the record, this is 15 years in the future. Grissom is 63, Catherine is 56, Nick and Sara are 48, Greg is 44 and Brass is 66. So Grissom isn't a field CSI any more. Just thought y'all should know!

--Emily—

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As Nick and Sara talked out in the parking lot, the rest of the group sat in awkward silence in the break room. Warrick finally broke the silence. "So... Sara has a daughter."

"Yah. Why is it so hard to believe?" Catherine chuckled.

"Your mother's baby was her job you have to understand. She had only had one steady boyfriend that I know of in the time I've known her. And she broke up with him a few years before she left."

"She's the same way now. Her job is her boyfriend." The girl laughed.

"Hello all!" cried a preppy voice from behind them. They turned to the door to see a middle aged blond standing there. She was small with cleavage disproportionate to her body and a shirt that showed off much more then Kay wanted to see. She glared at Kay. "What's she doing here?" she sneered. "You know she's not allowed here."

"Dogs aren't allowed here either but that doesn't seem to be keeping you out." The woman just gaped at the teen. Grissom, Warrick, and Catherine struggled to hold back their laughter. Greg didn't even attempt to keep himself from breaking into a fit of laughter. The lady huffed away.

"You're definitely Sara's daughter." Catherine managed to gasp between fits of laughter.

"Speaking of Sara, where is she?"

And now the part you have all been waiting for...

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Or at least some of you...

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The mystery is solved...

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Tonight...

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Sorry, this is waaaaayyyyyyy fun teasing y'all. Lol. Seriously though, here it is...

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"So, Who's her Father?" Nicks voice was soft. He almost didn't want to know who the father was. Sara looked up into the distance.

"I really missed the Vegas nights." She stalled. Nick gently cupped her face and turned her to face him. He could see the tears welling up in her eyes.

"Sara, answer the question." His voice was gentle yet firm. A tear fell shamelessly down her cheek.

"Nick, You are her father." (Told you I was predictable!)

He fell clumsily into the truck. He was a father? And she hadn't even told him? On one note, he was disappointed and mad that she hadn't trusted him enough to tell him about Kay. Didn't she know he would have done anything for her? But on the other hand, he was glad she hadn't slept with anyone else.

"I'm sorry Nick. I wanted to tell you, I really did. I just, I just couldn't."

"Sara, don't you know I would have helped you? I wouldn't have run."

"Sure you wouldn't. And what would I have told the lab? 'Here's those samples guys. Oh yah, by the way, Nick and I got drunk and slept together and now I'm pregnant.'" She shook her head and looked down at her feet.

"Is that all it was? A one night stand?"

"I don't know! Its just so confusing." The tears started flowing steadily down her face. Nick pulled her close to him in his arm and she buried her face in his shirt.

"We should get back to the lab. I know for a fact Catherine can't wait to chew your ass out." She looked up at him with amusement.

"Forget about Catherine. I'm more scared about my daughter."

When they got to the break room, the group was still laughing. Nick came in first, Sara out of view behind him.

"What's so funny?" he asked

"Kay told that blonde Caitlin off."

"Kay!" No one had seen Sara stroll up next to Nick.

"Sorry Mom, but she was asking for it!"

"Sara?" Greg's eyes were wide opened, like the rest of the teams, as they laid eyes on a woman they hadn't seen in over fifteen years.

"It's been a while." Warrick got up and gave her a friendly hug.

"We've missed you!" Catherine followed Warrick.

"Nice to see you Sara." Grissom's greeting was formal. Greg on the other hand pulled Sara into a big bear hug. Kay observed the adults as they greeted each other. Her Mother had a huge grin on her face; it was one of the few times she had seen her Mother actually smile and mean in.

"She's happiest here." The girl realized with a satisfied grin.

"Where did you go?"

"Why are you here?"

"Ok, all good questions. But lets focus on the most important question. Who's my Father?" the noise ceased as Kay interrupted the questions with the one they were all wondering. Sara's smile turned into a frown. She sunk down onto the couch. Nick sat beside her, taking one of her hands in his own, silently encouraging her. She took a deep breath.

"Ok, um, I know you all want to know who Kay's Father is. Kay, I know you want to know who your Father is."

"That's stating the obvious Mother." Sara glared at the teen. She continued.

"Kay, I would like you to meet your Father. Nick Stokes."

A/N: short chapter. I'm tired and wanted to end it there! Lol. Well, reviews help me update faster so, review!

--Emily--