Chapter Two. A woman from Grissom's past is now a murder suspect. Grissom has everything to lose, he must find her before Nick & Warrick do. Also, Grissom has an unexpected visitor at the Crime Lab who will change his life forever.
Sara Sidle listened to the echo of her footsteps as she walked down the main hallway of the Crime Lab. A Hit & Run case had just been called in & Catherine was already on her way to the scene. Sara was beginning to think she might go mad after two days with no cases to work on. With no boyfriend & no hobbies, she spent hours over the past two days looking at old case files & sorting through the junk in her locker. She was in a depressive mood as she realised how empty her life was.
As Sara rounded the corner, heading for the main entrance, she saw a little girl sitting in one of the reception seats.
Approaching the girl, Sara said, "Hi sweety. What are you doing here all by yourself?"
The girl looked up but didn't say a word.
"How old are you honey?"
The girl sheepishly held up all five fingers of her right hand.
"Where are your parents, honey? How did you get here?"
Again the girl said nothing. Sara was at a loss. She was bad with children. She then noticed that the girl was holding a piece of paper. Sara took the paper from the girl's hand & opened it.
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"Grissom, I need to speak with you."
Gil briefly glanced up as Sara entered the room. He was packing a briefcase, about to head out on his search for Olivia. He had just received a call from Nick. The last known address was no good. Gil had no idea where to start looking, but he knew that if he didn't find Olivia, Nick & Warrick would. Then he would have some tough questions to answer.
"Can it wait, Sara? I'm working on an important case."
"I think you're going to want to hear this."
He stood & turned, facing Sara. It was then he noticed the small figure hiding behind her.
"Who's that?" he asked, pointing to the tiny face half hidden behind Sara.
"Well…" Sara looked straight into his eyes. She was looking for something, he couldn't imagine what.
"According to this note, she's your daughter."