Ok people, here is the next chapter. I'm not sure how many chapters there will be so just bear with me.

Sara POV

When Greg said that the ballistic evidence matched the bank robbery where Grissom's family was killed, I nearly fainted. Grissom choked on his coffee and I immediately ran to his side so as to read the case file he had snatched from Greg. I was curious to find out how Grissom would react to our new finds, I didn't have to wait long.

"I want everyone on this case now," he had said in a shaky voice.

Catherine tried to talk him into letting her out of it, ""But Griss-."

Grissom cut her off, "I said everyone."

He then walked from the room, leaving everyone but me in a state of confusion. I could understand a little of what he was going through, like I said earlier, I didn't feel anything when my father was killed, but I did feel something for my mother.

My mother had done the unthinkable for me. My father had not only hurt her but he also turned his rage on me a lot. One night my mother just couldn't hack it anymore so she killed him for both of us. I know what she did may seem wrong to many people, but those people are the ones who haven't lived through the hell my mother and I endured.

I ran after Grissom, not wanting him to be alone at a time like this. He was throwing things into his kit, including his Red Creeper powder, which he only uses on 'special' cases. I wonder what he is thinking but I don't dare to tell him that I know about his family, I'm afraid of what he'll do. I grab my kit which is beside his and check my supplies while he crams more things into his kit.

"Have you seen my good fingerprint brushes?" he asks me simply.

"Yeah, I have them. You gave them to me for a case last week, I cleaned them." I hand him the brushes. His hand gently takes the brushes and I notice how cold his hand is.

I startled him when I took his hand back in mine and caressed it with both of mine so that it would become warm once again. "It's ok, you're hand's just cold."

He has no emotion in his eyes, just pain that anyone could see. I know I should tell him what I know but I don't want to. What if someone heard? I knew that no one was around, but I still couldn't bring myself to do it.

"Sara, don't," he says, pulling his hand away from me after a few moments.

I confronted him. "Why not?"

Again he seems startled. "Because...I don't know."

"Because you still love Kate," I stated. I didn't mean to say it, it just came out.

The pain in his eyes turns to that of fear. He gives me a look that was worth a thousand words.

"I'm sorry," I say quickly.

"How do you know about Kate?" he asks softly.

"After you left I did research about the bullets you had checked out. I found the articles in the paper about their deaths, that's where I found your name. I know about Allison and about Kate and about how they were killed in the robbery 21 years ago.

"I promise that I'll find the people who did this, I swear it." I knew I must look like an idiot, I know I've got tears streaming down my cheeks and that Grissom must think I'm a complete idiot because here I am, kneeling on the floor with him, crying my eyes out because I feel bad for what happened to him and his family. I want to catch the people who did this more than anything I've ever wanted in my whole life.

Grissom's POV

I hurried towards one of the lab rooms to collect my kit. I had been so busy yesterday I had forgotten to restock it, of course. I places Allison's Red Creeper powder into my case and was looking for my good brushes when I noticed that Sara was beside me, getting her own kit in order. I asked about my brushes and she forked them over. I was about to leave when she grabbed my hand all of a sudden and began to rub it between her two gently.

She informed me that my hand was cold and I let her warm it up for a few moments before it hit me, why was I letting Sara do this?

"Don't," I told her. I didn't know why I was letting Sara do this, it felt right in so many ways, but my brain just wouldn't let me enjoy her soft touch.

"Why not?" she asked simply.

"Because...I don't know." What was I supposed to tell her?

"Because you still love Kate," she said.

I froze, I could not even bring myself to breath. How did she know? I'd been so careful, never letting on that I had even once been in love. "How do you know about Kate?" I whispered.

She went on to explain how she had found out about my dark secrete. She began crying and telling me she would stop at nothing to find the people who killed Allison and Kate. I hugged her and told her it was ok, I didn't really know what else to do. It hurt me to see Sara cry, I didn't want Sara to feel the way I felt nearly every day of my life. I was so depressed after the murders, I couldn't eat, I was never home. I began living at the morgue, sleeping on my cot, showering in the locker room, I scarcely ate anything more than a chocolate bar and coffee to keep me awake and alert. A month after their deaths Megan, Jeremy and Dr. Casity(Robert or Rob for short) came to help me clean out Kate's house.

It was hard at first, but after a few hours of sorting through the perfectly clean house, it became routine. Megan cleaned out Kate and Allison's closets, putting the clothes in bags for the Salvation Army, Jeremy cleaned out the tool shed, Rob went through all of Kate's files, and I went through all of the photo albums and toys of Allison's. I told everyone to take what they wanted because I was just going to donate everything anyway. Since Kate and Megan were around the same size, Megan took some of the nicer clothes for herself. Jeremy saved some of the gardening tools and I saved the photo albums and Tinka.

The house sold for more than I expected, but then again it came completely furnished with a pool in the backyard. I kept the money and eventually used it to move to Vegas. Megan insisted on coming over to my apartment and helping me clean out Allison's room. It only took a few hours and one last trip to the local Salvation Army before I now had an empty bedroom in my apartment. After Allison's bedroom was empty, I only returned to my apartment a hand full of times over the next 6 months before I left to start over in Vegas.

Even if I was not asked to come to Vegas, I would have left LA County anyway. Everyone at the Crime Lab and the morgue knew about Kate and Allison. I couldn't take the looks people gave me anymore, the looks of sorrow. When I packed up my stuff, Megan came to help. She was my 'Catherine' back then, always there for me. She was younger than me by about 3 years but was more mature than me in certain ways. If I had never met Kate or moved to Vegas I probably would have asked Megan to dinner, but I did meet Kate and I did move to Vegas, two decisions I would never take back.

It only took us a few hours to pack up my collection of insects and my furniture. I didn't have very many other belongings, I spent most of my time at work after all. My clothes were kept in my office and I had already packed most of those the day before. Megan helped me load the U-Haul truck I had rented for my big move; I had bought a town house not far from the lab I would be joining. Kate hugged me and gave me a quick kiss on the cheek, "Promise me something before you leave," she had said.

"What?" I asked her.

"Try to be happy, try to find someone who makes you happy."

I just stared back at her beautiful face that was now streaked with tears. "I will," I said, giving her one last hug before I climbed up into the small cab of the truck.

So I moved to Vegas to start over. I met Catherine and Brass and Doc. Robbins, followed by the rest of my team. I met Sara years later at a seminar in San Francisco. Sara was like an angel of joy who suddenly came crashing into my life. When I was with her, I was happy again, it was like nothing I had ever felt before. A few years after I met Sara, Holly Gribbs came and then Sara came to replace her. Holly was a sweet kid, she reminded me of Allison in a way. When Holly died, I became much more serious and more protective of my team then I ever was before.

When Nick was taken it was like losing Allison and Kate all over again. My team had been my surrogate family since I lost my own. When we found Nick, I breathed a sigh of relief and told more than asked for my team back. It's strange in a way, having a family who is not really your family. I know other people feel it a lot, but it was just strange to me. Sara and I drifted apart in a way that I had hoped we never would, it was as if we fell into this sort of funk that we couldn't escape. She told me about her family and I let her cry as I held her hand. I helped her through her bad times and I knew it was time for her to help me through mine.

So what did you think? I know it is shorter than the last chapter but I figured I would go ahead and update. Please leave a review so that I may continue.