Sara and Greg where in the car, on the way to a 419. There had been random shots fired in the back yard of s suburban home, killing one and injuring another. Sara was naturally driving and refused to let Greg play music so they sat in silence. Sara glanced at Greg, who was dying to say something but seemed afraid to.

"Spit it out Greg." Sara finally said before the tension became deadly.

"Ohh, umm, I was just wondering how you know Griss's son."

"Of course you were." Sara replied with a sweet smile and kept driving. After about five minutes of more silence Greg tentatively asked,

"Are you going to answer?"

"Nope."

"Ohh, okay." Greg looked like a kicked puppy and looked out the window.

Sara chuckled to herself. She knew people would be asking when they found out she knew Adam. When they had met ten years previous he had been 15, she 26. At that stage she had only known Grissom a couple of months. She had been recommended to see one of his lectures, so she did, and immediately enjoyed it. Sure, she thought the lecturer was cute, but she was more interested in what he had to say. She only asked a few questions- not wanting to draw attention to herself, but knew she could approach him later.

They went to coffee the first day.

Breakfast the second.

Another coffee on the third.

They would discuss forensics, literature, art. Whatever came to mind. He was quiet at first, but spoke more and more each day, nothing personal, which suited Sara fine, she had never had a family, only the illusion of one. They never touched or kissed. It didn't seem appropriate. Sara was slowly 'falling in love' but she didn't know it yet, she wouldn't until years later.

They had been discussing insect documentation at a crime seen they had recently been to over lunch at one of the small arty cafe's that was near campus but far enough away that no one else would really be there. They ignored the disgusted and intrigued looks of customers about their chosen topic. Grissom excused himself to go to the bathroom, just as he left his cell phone rang.

'Should I? No, it is rude to answer someone else's phone. You know that. But what if it is important…it could be a scene…'

Sara picked up the phone and answered. "Hello, Dr. Grissom's phone, this is Sara."

"Uhh, hi, I was wondering if I could speak to Gil Grissom." A young male voice asked nervously.

"He'll be back in a few minutes. Would you like to leave a message?"

"Uhh, okay, sure, if you could get him to call Adam strait away it would be good."

"Adam?"

"Adam Grissom, I am his son. Thank you."

And with that he hung up. Sara was left staring at the phone in her hand.

'SON? He had a SON? Did he have a wife and other children too?'

She saw Grissom approach and tried to look normal. He smiled as he sat down.

"Adam called." Sara said looking at him.

"Adam."

"Yes, Adam, your son."

"Ohh, um, what did he, ahh, say?" Gil could tell that Sara was confused but trying to hide it. He sighed inwardly, he would have to explain this to her.

"To call him strait away. I didn't know you had a son."

"He lived with his mother, who was my best friend and her partner."

"You have a child with your best friend?" Sara asked puzzled wondering why he didn't seem to mind that he didn't see his son.

"Yes, she couldn't have children with her partner, so she asked me to be the father." Grissom said distractedly whilst dialling the number.

"How does her husband feel about that?" Sara asked intrigued.

"She is a lesbian- hence no children. Adam, it's me. What's happening? Mmm-hmm, okay, okay. Hang on-Sara can I please borrow a pen? Thank you-. Airport, gate B 5.00 pm? Okay, I'll see you there." And with that he hung up. Sara still converting the information.

"He is visiting you? How old is he?"

"15. His mother died a few weeks ago, hence why I left for a few days. He is coming down for a while and then probably going to a boarding college as an early acceptance."

"How did his mother die?"

"Car crash, with her partner. Look, I have to go to the airport to pick up Adam, I'm sorry I didn't tell you before. If there is some way you could forgive me…"

"That's fine. But could I meet him?"

"Meet Adam?"

"Yeah, if that's okay…"

"Umm, sure, I guess, I don't think he has ever met any of my friends before." Grissom said with a small smile.

'Friend, I like that' Sara thought as they left the café.