Lindsey and Greg were clowning around in the lab as the rest of the team finished up some paperwork.

"Hmm. So what does this do again?" Lindsey said pointing to a machine near the computer.

"That ... my dear Lindsey, is a DNA tester. I could take a sample of your DNA and find out all about you."

"Whoa! Can you really!"

"Yeah! You want me to right now?"

"Could you?"

"Of course!" Greg said happily. It was her birthday after all, and it was the least he could do sense he didn't buy her present yet. He put her DNA records into the computer and two matches came up. Greg's face went from happy to horrified. One was Catherine's ... but the other wasn't Eddie's.

"Greg? What's wrong?"

"Um ... nothing, Linds. It's just ... you have the best DNA I've ever seen!" Greg said smiling weakly. He couldn't believe what the paper before his eyes was telling him. Catherine walked in smiling, and looked around.

"What's up guys?" Greg jumped at her words, and hid the paper behind his back.

"Um ... nothing. Just showin' Lindsey how things work around here." Greg said trying to walk backwards and get away from Catherine. Catherine looked at Greg oddly and walked out with Lindsey. Once they were gone, Greg settled down in his chair and sighed.

Lindsey and Catherine were already down the hall and almost to Gil's office. Before they could open the door, Gil had already walked out.

"Wow. That was quick." Catherine said smiling.

"Uncle Gil. Come eat lunch with me and Mommy." Lindsey said tugging on his sleve. Gil looked at Catherine and she nodded her head yes.

"Alright, Linds. But only because it's your birthday." All three walked out of the lab. Greg poked his head out of the door to make sure Catherine and Lindsey were gone. He quickly ran through the halls to find Nick or Warrick. He couldn't tell Sara. Not now, at least. Greg found Nick and Warrick laughing at some pictures in the breakroom.

"Whoa. Greg. What's up?" Nick said looking up from the pictures. Greg sat down across from them and threw the paper on the table.

"THAT'S what's up." Greg said pointing to the paper. "That machine that produced such a paper is posessed man, I'M TELLIN YOU!"

"Whoa. Greg ... calm down ... what's this all ab..." Warrick said as Nick handed him the paper in shock. Warrick couldn't fnish his sentence. He leaned back in his chair and sighed. Sara walked in and looked around.

"Who died?" Sara said giggling.

"Whoa. Sara. Hey. What's up." Nick said happily and quickly grabbing the paper from the table.

"Ugh ... nothing. Finished my paperwork and wanted to get a break. What about you guys?" Sara said looking at Greg, to Nick, then Warrick.

"Oh. Just ... hanging around. That's all." Greg said painfully as Nick kicked him underneath the table.

"Okay. SOMETHING is up. What it is?" Sara said standing up and walking around.

"Sara ... really. Noth..." Warrick began, but Sara was quick enough to grab the paper they were passing around underneath the table. Sara's eyes scanned through the paper and they could all see a couple of tears form in her eyes.

"Sara?" Nick said softly.

"What? What is this! Is this your idea of some kind of sick joke or something?" Sara said looking at Greg. She slammed the paper down on the table, and quickly walked out.

"That didn't go so well..." Greg said quietly.

"No shit, Sherlock!" Nick said angrily. "Out of all days to do something like this, you just HAD to do it today, huh Greg?"

"Okay. Look. It was her birthday. I couldn't say no to her! You try looking at her and telling her no!" Greg said taking the paper and leaving. Warrick looked at Nick who had his head in his hands, and sighed.

"It's gonna be a long night, man." Warrick said getting up and leaving the breakroom. Nick sat there and thought about how upset Sara must of been.

Catherine, Gil, and Lindsey were all seated in a nice little place Gil would take Catherine for lunch. Everyone that worked there would smile and wave at Catheirne and Gil.

"Mom ... Uncle Gil ... let me guess. This is another place you two use to come when I was little?" Lindsey said looking around the place.

"Um ... yeah. Linds ... how'd you know?" Catherine said looking at Gil and then back at Lindsey.

"I remeber this place..." Lindsey said looking at her mother and then Gil. "I remeber this place for some reason. I can't get it out of my head. I can remeber a big, white birthday cake. And everyone was there." Catherine and Gil smiled. Soon, their food came and they quickly ate. They talked for a little while, and made their way back to the lab. Lindsey ran off to go talk to more people once she got there, and Catherine walked to her office. Gil went to his to see if there were any cases. There were none. Sara was right. It was going to be a slow night. Lindsey found Sara, and smiled. She walked in the room to find Sara rather angry.

"Aunt Sara?" Lindsey said softly.

"Huh?" Sara said not looking up from what she was doing.

"What are you doing?"

"Nothing importnant, Linds."

"Oh. Well ... you look a little sad. What's wrong?" Sara fought to held in the tears, but she couldn't help it. She turned her back to Lindsey and took deep breaths

"Lindsey ... I'll be fine. Go find Uncle Nick or Uncle Warrick. They're more fun than I am." Lindsey ran around the table and hugged Sara before she left.

"I hope you feel better, Aunt Sara." Lindsey said softly before she walked out of the room. She looked around for someone to talk to and found Nick. She ran up to him and smiled.

"Hey Uncle Nick!"

"Whoa. Kiddo. You can't be runnin around a place like this. You might cause an explosion." Nick said smiling and messing up Lindsey's hair. Lindsey giggled and watched Nick do some paperwork.

"Uncle Nick? Why is Aunt Sara sad?" Nick froze and looked at Lindsey.

"Well Linds ... she's just a little disappointed I guess you could say. But she'll be alright. Trust me."

"Are you sure? Because I hate to see her cry. It makes ME want to cry." Lindsey said looking down. Nick sighed and bent down, to where he was at Lindsey's height.

"Aunt Sara's gonna be fine. Don't worry. Okay?"

"Okay." Nick hugged Lindsey, and then she was off to find someone else to talk to. She passed her Mother's office and walked in. She slowly walked around her desk, and looked at all the pictures by the computer. There were pictures of herself and Catherine all over the place. She smiled and suddenly jumped at her mother's voice.

"Linds?"

"Whoa. Mom. You kinda scared me there. Um ... what's wrong?"

"Nothing. I was just ... coming to get something and I saw you standing there like you wanted to kill my computer." Catherine said smiling and sitting in the chair across from where Lindsey was standing.

"Mom ... why is Aunt Sara so ... sad?"

"I don't know, Linds. What's wrong with Aunt Sara?"

"I don't know. I walked in to find someone to talk to and she was just standing there. Staring at this piece of paper."

"What did the paper say?"

"I don't know. I didn't look." Lindsey said sighing. Catherine got up and walked to Gil's office. Lindsey following close behind. Nick and Warrick saw what was happening, and watched as both blondes entered his office.

"Gil?"

"Cath. What's wrong?"

"Lindsey said something's wrong with Sara. She said she was sad or something."

"Oh. Well ... do you want me to go talk to her?" Gil said taking off his glasses.

"Could you? Please Uncle Gil. I don't want Aunt Sara to be sad." Lindsey said softly. Gil got up and walked around until he found Sara.

"Sara?"

"Gil. Um .. I finished my paperwork."

"Um ... good. Is there something wrong, Sara?"

"No. Nothing's wrong. I've just ... got a headache. That's all."

"Really? I've never known a headache to make people cry before."

"I'm just not feeling good, okay?"

"Sara ...avoiding questions isn't going to make things better."

"I'm fine. Really."

"Really? Because Lindsey said you weren't all that good." Sara froze at Lindsey's name and turned around. She couldn't believe this was happening. Gil relized what was happening.

"What happened with Lindsey, Sara?"

"Damnit Gil! Go ask Greg!" Sara said walking out of the room. Gil walked to breakroom, to find Warrick, Nick, and Greg all sitting around. Looking down at the floor.

"Greg ... what is it that you have to show me?" Gil said rather annoyed.

"Um ... nothing. Nothing, really."

"Greg. Give me what you showed Sara. Now."

Greg slowly got up and walked to his office. He came back a few seconds later with a crumbled piece of paper in his hands. He sighed and handed it to Gil.

( WHOO! intense chapter. rofl D