Disclaimer: Ok I don't own CSI but I wish I did. And IF I did it would include tons of Snickers… :D

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"When was the last time you saw your daughter?" Brass said questioning George Rover. Grissom was watching him from the other side of the glass.

"I saw her yesterday. I was surprised when she called me. She asked me to meet her. We met at a diner. We chatted for a bit. I told her she was never to see me again and this was just a one time thing. I was ready to leave when she started to yell at me. She wanted to know why I didn't care about her and why I didn't want her mother to tell her about me. I just walked out. Anyone in that diner can clarify for me. She made one hell of a scene." Mr. Rover replied.

"What time was this?" Brass asked jotting some things down in his notepad.

"About 4." He replied slouching back in his chair.

"Alright then, and the diners name?" Brass said jotting more things down.

"Sal's Big Eat." He said sighing. "Can I go yet?"

"Just as soon as we check your story out." Brass said storing his notepad in his pocket with a smile. "One more thing. Did you write these?" Brass asked showing Mr. Rover the threatening letters.

"Yeah." He replied. "But I only trying to scare her. I wouldn't ever really hurt my daughter or my Ex-Wife. I swear I wouldn't! I just wanted to make sure I wouldn't ever have to deal with my kid. I didn't want her to know I left her and why I left her. And I didn't want her to ask either. She still found out about me though." Mr. Rover said as he stood up with anger.

"We'll be sure to check your story out Mr. Rover." Brass said and left the room.

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Sara entered the Trace lab. "Hey Hodges. What do you have for me"

"Hey there Sara." Hodges said with a smile. "Glass you found came front a window. Fibers came from a car. Blue interior. There wasn't much but there was a little blood on the glass. I took samples and kicked it over to DNA. Oh and I looked up the fibers. Came from a Trans Am. That's a typical teen car. 2003 model." A/N: ok let the record show that I know NOTHING about cars and I'm totally guessing and making that stuff up. Rofl.

"Thanks Hodges." Sara said, took the file and left to go to DNA.

"Hey Greg." Sara said with a smile as she entered the DNA lab. "Got my blood sample? From the glass."

"Oh yeah. Hi Sara. Yeah I do. I also have the results on the hair samples you recovered from the Vic." Greg said handing her the file and gesturing for her to look under the microscope. "Blood sample has no match in the system, if you had something for me to compare it to that'd be nice. The kick is the blood sample matches the hair sample."

"Wow." Sara said taking her head up from under the microscope. "Male or female?"

"Male." Greg replied.

"Thanks Greg!" Sara said and left.

Catherine was checking out the fingerprints on the letters. Which apparently were the fathers. She then got a call on her cell phone. Lindsey was sleeping at a friend's house that night and Catherine had forgot that her house was being fumigated. The fumigators called to tell her they needed a few extra hours. Sara walked by.

"Hey Sara?" Catherine called out.

"Yeah Cath?" Sara replied entering the examination room.

"Is it ok if I stay at your house tonight? My house is being fumigated. Don't worry Lindsey is taken care of so it'll just be me. Please?" Catherine begged." Right now I just cant afford to spend the night at a hotel."

"Sure, I guess." Sara answered looking a little worried.

"Cool." Cath said. "Shift ends in five minutes want to grab something to eat and head to your place?"

"We can just order a pizza or something. I'm gonna head out now. Meet me at my house. Okay?" Sara told Catherine. Catherine nodded and Sara left.

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There was a knock on Sara's door. Sara got up to answer it.

"Hey Sara!" Cath said with a grin. "I assume the couch is my home for tonight."

"Ha. Yeah. Sorry Cath." Sara said with a nervous laugh.

"So..."Cath started as she flopped down on the couch with Sara. "I've never been in your house before. It's very cozy. Quiet. Like you don't have children! I love Lindsey but sometimes I wish I could just be alone like this." Catherine said as she sunk into the couch then instantly got up, and turned on the radio. "Lets order pizza, paint each others nails, eat ice cream sundaes, and stay up all night!"

Sara looked scared. "Um Cath…"

Catherine was already in the kitchen making sundaes and ordering the pizza. A/N: yes I know how unrealistic this is. But I'm having fun with it. :D

Sara was sitting on the couch when a teenage girl with medium length hair, hazel eyes, and a short but skinny figure, holding a book walked out from a hallway. "Mom could you be a little less loud. I'm studying."

Sara froze and was about to say something to the girl when Catherine dropped the phone from the doorway. Her jaw dropped at the sight of this 12 maybe 13 year old girl who looked just like Sara.

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A/N: YESSSS. I'M FINALLY DONE WITH THIS CHAPTER. ok sorry. Its like 5 am and I need to wake up at 7 tomorrow. Yeah I write late at night. Which by the way, I know some things I write may confuse you. I do write very late at night if you can't tell. xD so yeah. I might screw up and not make sense. But just know its because im either drunk or delusionally Not an actual word tired.

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