Summary: A part of Sara's past catches up with her and she is forced to do something that doesn't come easily for her. What will this piece of the past bring and how will it affect Sara's relationships with her co-workers? Will be N/S pairing, I promise! You just have to trust me!

Disclaimer: You know, so many people make this thing funny but I just can't think of a way to spiffy it up! Oh well! I don't own any of the characters except Emily! She's a complete figment of my imagination!

A/N: Thanks to everyone who reviewed my first fic, 'Finally' ! Do you think I should continue it? E-mail me to let me know! Thanks!

More than meets the eye

He stared through the glass window at her. Her eyes were focused on the little girl in the interrigation room, but there was a far-off look in them. He knew that look. He'd seen it many times before. She was deep in thought. But there was something…else, there. Something you only see when a mother looks at her child.

'Strange…' he thought. This confused him. She never seemed much like the type for kids, not like Catherine anyway. The longer he watched her the more he realized how different she was now than she had been when she first came to work here. She had grown up. She was no longer a giddy college girl, but a women. She had matured, emotionally, physically…… Her features reavealed the strain of her work and her soul bore the scars of her past, but she loved what she did. And she was good at it too. Nothing could break the strong-spined women before his eyes, not even his beloved creepy crawlies anymore, though she still didn't like them.

But now as he watched her, she looked fragile, like she would fall apart at any moment. This worried him. The last few days had been hell for her. She was usually not one to outwardly show such strong emotions towards another human being, much like himself.

'Well except when you piss her off.' He thought with a small smile. He watched her a few moments longer, not wanting to tell her what he knew. He hadn't belived it at first, he had refused to believe it. But evidence doesn't lie. He was always saying that to people, knowing it was the truth, but now…… He had made Greg run it three times, every time the results came back the same. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and walked through the door.

"Hey." He said quietly. She looked up at him.

"Hi." She replied. 'Uh-oh, something's up.' She thought turning back to the window. He noticed her gaze soften as her eyes fell upon the child in the interrigation room.

"She's as beautiful as her mother." He said quietly. She turned quickly at his words, the look in her eyes changing drastically. The warmth and curiousity was replaced with uneasyness and…..sorrow?

"You found her mother?" Whatever was going on behind her eyes didn't show itself in her voice. He didn't say anything, just stared at her. Ok now she was confused.

"Grissom?" Still he said nothing. Finally he handed her a file folder. She took it and glanced up at him as she opened it. Inside the folder was the typical DNA match report that she was so familiar with. She studied it for a moment and looked up at him.

"Ok, they match. So who's this?" she asked, pointing to the second chart.

'God give me strength….' He thought. He'd never been much of a religious person, but times like this……he hoped, for her sake, that there really was a loving God.

"Grissom? Grissom!" He snapped back into reality. "Who's DNA is it?" Sara was getting irritated now.

"It's…..yours." he said in his erriely serene voice. She just stared at him.

"What?" she asked, as if she hadn't heard him correctly.

"The DNA is yours."

"There's got to be a-"

"I had Greg run it three times. There's no mistake." She stood there, stunned and speechless. "Your DNA has 7 alleles in common with hers." He said pointing to the little girl in the interrigation room. Sara's legs felt like jelly as the folder fell to the floor.

"But……how- how did you…..how, no." She glanced down at the folder laying open on the floor, as if it were mocking her.

"Sara-"

"No!" She started backing away from the folder, like it were a snake about to strike. He took a step towards her. Her back was almost against the wall when her knees buckled and her legs gave out under her. Grissom jumped and , somehow, caught her just before she hit the floor. Tears were running down her face now. She clung to him as sobs racked her body.

Not exactly knowing what to do, (handling emotions on the job was more of Catherine's thing) he gently rocked her back and forth.

"I-it c-can't b-be!" she sobbed over and over again. The door swung open at that moment. Nick stood there, his eyes wide with confusion.

"What happened!" His voice cracked with emotion and he suddenly felt sick to his stomache. He'd never seen Sara like this and it cut through his heart like a knife, not to mention scare him silly.

"What happened!" he shouted again.

"Hush!" Grissom snapped. "And move!" He scooped Sara into his arms and carried her out of the room.

"What's going on!" Nick asked again. He was beginning to panic now. Grissom didn't say anything and just kept walking. He recieved strange looks from people and whispers followed him down the hall to his office. He knew once Sara had calmed down she would kill him for parading her down the hall like this, but right now he didn't care. It seemed like hours before he finally reached his office at the end of the hall. He closed the door with his foot and then carefully layed Sara down on the couch.

She had stopped sobbing now, but her eyes were closed and silent tears streaked her cheeks. He sat down on the edge of the couch next to her. Leaning over, he put his hand on her jaw and wiped the tears away with his thumb. At this Sara's eyes flew open. She stared up at him in astonishment. After a moment she placed her hand on his and closed her eyes. He felt her muscles relax as she took a deep breath. Sara layed there for a moment relishing his touch and trying to get her emotions under control. (She hated not being in control of something as silly as her emotions.)

'I wonder what she's thinking.' Grissom thought as a faint smile crossed her distraught features. Finally Sara's hand fell to the couch and she opened her eyes. But she didn't look at him.

"Are you ok?" he asked softly, tilting her face up so she would look at him. Her eyes locked with his. She opened her mouth to speak, but nothing came out. She looked away and tried again.

"I-she-I can't do this right now." She said moving to get up. He stopped her with a hand on her arm. "Grissom, please……" she looked like she might start crying again. "I-I can't, please, just let me go." He looked deeply into her eyes, and for some reason he couldn't let her go. In fact, he didn't want to let her go. He wanted to hold her until she felt better and all her troubles were gone. He took his hand off her arm. She thought he was letting her leave.

'Good.' She thought. 'I need to get away from here. I need to be alo-' Sara was jerked from her thoughts. Grissom had slipped his hand into hers. She looked down at their hands, at their entwined fingers. She looked back up at him and their eyes locked once more. He looked into her eyes almost as if he was looking for something he'd lost.

"What are you looking for?" she whispered. He didn't say anything for a moment.

"……Nothing..…anymore." he replied just as softly, putting his hand on her jaw again. Suddenly the door flew open. Catherine and Warrick stood there, Nick behind them. A look of surprise passed over each of their faces like a wave and all three jaws dropped. Catherine regained her composure first.

"Nick told us something happened to Sara and…..uh…" Sara could feel the butterflies in her stomache take flight. Nick looked like he'd been stabbed in the stomache when he noticed Sara and Grissom holding hands. The look on Nick's face suddenly made Sara feel……guilty. She turned away from Grissom trying to pull her hand from his, but he wouldn't let her go. She quickly glanced down at their clasped hands, then back up at Nick. Then Sara looked down, almost like she was ashamed of something.

"Sara's fine." Grissom said looking at her. She gave a quick nod, still not making eye contact with the three people in the doorway.

"Oh, ok…….well, uh, I guess we'll….leave." Catherine said, not totally convinced, but not wanting to push the subject further.

"But-" Nick and Warrick started to protest.

"Nick. Warrick. Let's go see if Greg has our results ready yet."

"Uh, yeah."

"Sure." Reluctantly, they turned around and started to walk away.

"Wait!" Sara said jumping up. The force pulled her hand from Grissom's. Nick, Warrick, and Catherine stopped and turned back to Sara. "..…C-Catherine, could I, um, can you -can we talk?" She looked away , embaressed about how weak she must look in front of them, especially Nick for some reason.

"Of course." Catherine walked over and, putting her arm around Sara, led her out of the room.

A/N:Ha haha! Cliffhanger!Ok what do ya think? Like it, love it, or should I just stop now? Let me know by reviewing! If you're confused, don't worry! The pieces will fall into place in chapters to come! (If ya'll want more chapters that is!) Oh, and for all my fellow snickers fans: Trust me this will be a N/S pairing! I just have to set Grissom up to fall... (ha ha ha!) I'd also like to thank everyone (again)who reviewed my first fic, 'Finally'! Thank you so much!