Sara sat in the same chair she had that morning.
Recalling the events that had occurred earlier, a smile crossed the brunette's face.
"Liz's first day of school," She softly said to herself.
Things had gone much better than expected once they reached the school.
Liz had squeezed Sara's hand when they got to the classroom; She had always squeezed her mother's hand when she was nervous.
After a moment, a girl with blond hair approached Liz, introduced herself as "Abby," and pulled her away to an area full of baby dolls and more little girls.
A friendly looking woman walked up to Sara with a smile.
"First day?"
"Oh um, yes. That's my daughter Liz," Sara pointed to the small girl playing happily with a baby doll.
"Ah yes. Grissom is the last name? Well, you already filled all the paperwork out, so we'll see you at noon!"
The teacher rushed off to stop a group of boys from eating paste and Sara left the room with a smile; Liz was going to do fine.
The doorbell rang, jolting Sara from her thoughts; She stood up and absentmindedly answered the door.
"Mrs. Grissom?" A tall, dark haired man asked.
He was holding a clipboard and had on a uniform similar to the ones postmen wear.
"I have a letter for you, if you'll just sign here."
He handed her the board and a pen.
She signed her named quickly and thanked the man.
She didn't open the envelope right away; Her thoughts were somewhere else.
That man had called her 'Mrs. Grissom.'
No one had called Sara that since the day she and Gil got married.
Once again, a smile spread on her face as she sat down onto the couch.
Their wedding day had been amazing.
Her dress hadn't been all that fancy, but it had cost more than Gil, Nick and Warrick's tuxes put together.
Greg wasn't able to attend the wedding; Sara vividly announcing he had a date.
Sara's bridesmaids had been Jenna and Catherine; Both wore gorgeous lavender strapless gowns, making each of them look more radiant than usual.
They took turns holding Liz, who had only been eighteen months old at the time, because they both adored her so much.
It had been fabulous.
The day played on a continuous loop in her head until she realized she hadn't opened the letter.
Sara turned the envelope over in her hands to see where it was from.
Nevada State Prison.
She furrowed her brows, attempting to figure out who the letter was from.
Suddenly a loud ringing filled the house.
It was the alarm she had set, to remind her it was time to pick Liz up.
Sighing, she threw the letter on the kitchen counter and left the house.
The entire ride to the school, she tried to determine who she knew at the prison.
As she pulled into a parking space, it hit her like a brick; Her mother.
"Shit," She mumbled, jumping out of the Tahoe and rushing inside.
She needed something to take her mind off of that damn letter.
"Mommy!" Liz greeted her mother.
She ran to Sara, left hand clutching a few drawings and right arm dangling at her side.
Sara bent down her to her daughter's height and opened her arms.
"Hi, Liz! Oh, did you have a nice day?" She asked, arms tightly wrapped around the girl.
"Mommy, can't breathe," Liz gasped and Sara immediately released her. "I love school! I can spell elephant! Want to hear?"
Sara stood up and took Liz's hand in hers.
They walked along the crowded halls, Liz explaining everything that happened during her first day.
"We colored; That was my favorite part. Look, here's you and daddy and me; Our hair matches because I asked politely but this kid wouldn't give me the gray for daddy's hair," Liz smiled happily.
"Oh, I see. Well you can color one of daddy with gray hair when we get home if you want."
"No I like this one. And here's Aunt Cath; Doesn't she look cool? I made her hair green. I hope she likes it. There's Uncle Warrick, and in this one I colored Uncle Greg with his headphones on."
"That's awesome! You are so smart," Sara exclaimed, smiling at Liz, who had no intention of stopping talking.
"And here's Uncle Nick and Jenna," Liz paused for a moment. "Do I call her Aunt Jenna?"
The two had reached the Tahoe so Sara lifted Liz up and buckled her into her booster seat.
"I don't know. You can ask her tonight, okay? We're all going out to dinner."
Liz clapped excitedly.
"Okay! Wanna hear me spell elephant now?"
Sara nodded, climbing into her own seat and starting up the car.
"E-L-E-P-H-A-N-T!"
"Wow! That's awesome, Liz! Would you like an ice cream cone for your snack?"
"Mommy, did you know that ice cream is loaded with sugar and fat, causing you to gain weight if you don't exercise regularly?" Liz explained, smiling brightly.
Sara stifled her laughs.
"I'll take that as a no."