Hiya people. This isn't too good a chapter. But, for some reason, I really can't put my thought's down on to paper. If it completely blows, tell me and I'll try again. I just thought you needed some sort of chapter to let you know that I haven't forgotten you.

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'We still need to talk to her you know." Scotty was the first to speak.

Grissom was left with a completely baffled expression.

"Blood? What does she mean her blood!"

He couldn't believe what he had just heard.

"Who stabbed Sara? Is this anything to do with her mother?"

"Her mother?-" It was Scotty's turn to be left out of the loop.

"No it hasn't. But, Mr. Grissom, I don't like you interrupting my investigation. This was a private matter, regardless of where we were. If you knew an interview was taking place, you should have been a good little criminalist and stayed the hell away."

She knew she was overreacting to the situation, and she didn't care. They could easily speak to Sara again regarding the case. This man's attitude and overpowering of Sara, that really made a fire well up in her. Of course it had nothing to do with Scotty. It had nothing to do with anything that happened between them. And it definitely had nothing to do with how vulnerable she was feeling after the whole George fiasco.

"Sara's my employee, I wasn't about to let her life be thrown away, talking to people who may easily be trying to destroy her career."

"You know if you were half the CSI you've been made out to be, you would have had more evidence before you barged in here like we were going to arrest her. You know, not to get ahead of the evidence." She smirked.

"From what I hear that could have been a possibility."

"Really? And why's that?" Scotty stepped in, trying to cool the argument with unneeded questions.

"Look, I know Sara-"

"What, and you think I don't?" Looking at Lily, Scotty knew something was playing with her mind.

"Just because you read personnel files doesn't mean you know someone."

"Oh, I know that." She plastered a false smile on her face. "But you see, me and Sara, we go way back. In fact, all the way back to Philly."

"Sara never lived in Philadelphia."

"Are you sure about that, 'cause I think Sara would have something different to say about that." Her smile was of mean victory, knowing she had won this battle. "So, are you gonna play nice and let me do my job now?"

"Tell me I'm wrong, but I'm sure you aren't supposed to be interrogating people that you know personally."

"Why do you think I have him? He's not just a pretty face." Too worked up in arguing, it never registered what she had said, and to be honest, she really didn't care. Crossing her arms she continued. "So, are you gonna let us do our jobs? Because if not, we can always visit Sara at home. You know, where no one can interrupt us."

"It looks like I don't have a choice."

"You got that right." She briefly looked in Scotties direction. "You up for some coffee?"

"Are you gonna fill me in?" He retorted, once they had exited the office.

"Fill you in?"

"Yeah. The mother?"

"I told you, she's in jail."

"I know that. But, why? Or can you not remember pulling out of that little conversation?"

"Oh, I remember that all too well." She said, whilst placing her hand attentively on her stomach.

"Hey, it's your fault for not paying attention." He chuckled.

"I don't think poison is funny." She glared at him.

"I didn't poison you - technically."

"Well it sure felt that way. I'm starving. Lets get something to eat." She walked briskly ahead.

"Okay. Number one. The hunger thing doesn't sound right when coming from your mouth-"

"Oh can it Valens. You emptied me out the other day."

"I'm not even gonna try and argue. Just tell me about this Mother."

"To be honest I don't know. But her father's dead if that helps. It has nothing to do with the case, so I didn't see a reason in looking it up."

"Lilly. You can't just not do background checks. She's a suspect."

"She's not a suspect. I was with her when Langhan was murdered. So just back off."

"So you kept an eye on her every minute of the day? I find that hard to believe."

"Unlike Christina, Sara wanted someone to look after her. She was like my best friend Scotty. The only time she ever went anywhere on her own was when she went to find her brother."

"After he got put in the slam?"

"Yes, after. And for a long time, I wished I had been there for her more. Believe it or not, I put Chris before her. Blood is thicker than water right? While she was getting taken back to foster care - something I was very familiar with - I was trying to stop Chris from running off with some guy. Ironic though; because if I'd have just let her go, we might all have been happier."

"Hang on. So where the hell was your mom in all of this?"

"I told you before haven't I? It's called drunk, Scotty." She laughed before entering the small corner café. "You coming?"

Huffing, he entered after her. "You are gonna be so sorry."

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One long boring chapter. So, I'm gonna try and rid my brain of sciencey stuff for the next chapter. And that one will be good, because they all end up at the pub. Yay, go dumb and drunk atmosphere. Lol. Peace out.