A/N: WOW is all I can say. Thank you to everyone who has read this story and has stuck with me. I know that I don't post as often as I would like to, but I promise in two days my schedule will open up a considerable amount, seeing as how I am graduating high school. All the reviews that I have received have brought tears to my eyes. Words cannot express how grateful I am, so thanks to all of you. I would like to thank MrsEads for being my beta, I don't know what I would do without you.

A/N2: Several of you all wanted to know who was in the picture. I must say y'all had a lot of good ideas, but still I went with the idea that I gotfrom NickGilGreggoNumberOnefan. I know that I ameviland I am so sorry, but I honestly hope that you all will continue to read this.

That's enough from me, so on with the story!

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Just as Nick picked up Lexie's dress, he noticed something fall from the pocket. He bent down and picked it up. It was a picture. When he turned it over his face fell.

"Oh, my God."

"Nick, what is it?" Sara asked. When he didn't respond, she became more and more frightened.

Nick looked up at Sara and a tear found its way down his cheek. Sara was becoming increasingly worried as he just stared at her.

"Rachael?" Nick questioned the picture, knowing full well that he would not get an answer back.

"Rachael..." Sara repeated, hoping that Nick would fill her in. When he didn't, she reached over and took the picture from his hands and stared at it. At first Sara didn't recognize the picture, but then she remembered Nick saying something about his sister Rachael moving to Vegas.

"Oh Nick, I am so sorry," Sara stated, willing the tears that were in her eyes to go away. Having no such luck, tears slowly made their way down both of their faces.

"Lexie is her daughter," Nick stated, still trying to get over the initial shock of the entire situation.

Just then Sara remembered the conversation she had with Lexie. She was so lost. "What should I do?" "Should I tell him?" "What happens if I don't tell him?," were all the thoughts that ran through her mind.

"Nick..." Sara started, hesitantly.

Nick looked at her square in the face and knew that she was holding something back from him. He hated being left in the dark, so he pressed her for an explanation. "What is it, Sara?"

"Nick, I don't know how to tell you this…but I think that Rachael is dead," Sara stated, then looked down at the floor.

"What...dead?...no…" Nick was having trouble putting together a coherent thought. This was just too much for one person to take in at one time.

"Nick, Lexie told me something..." she started, but was quickly cut off by Nick.

"What did she tell you, Sara?" Nickasked her.

"I think you should go sit down and then I'll tell you," Sara said, while leading Nick out to the living room.

They both sat on the couch, both waiting for the other to start. To Sara's disappointment, she realized that she was going to have to tell him the truth.

"Nick, Lexie told me that her grandmother said her momma was sleeping," Sara said, not daring to look in Nick's eyes. Sara remembered a case she worked a while ago. It was never solved but now Sara had a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach.

"Oh no... Rachael..." Nick replied, completely breaking down and wrapping his arms around his stomach in a futile attempt to stop the pain.

Sara didn't know what to do, other than take Nick in her arms and cradle him until he calmed down. Finally, after about ten minutes, Nick calmed down and looked up at her.

"I'm sorry," Nick said, while wiping the tears from his eyes. When Sara finally met his gaze, she instantly knew that she made a mistake.

"What else Sara, what aren't you telling me?"

"Nick, that week you went on vacation, I had a case. Twenty-nine-year-old, white female, and the COD was strangulation. I never solved it, but Nick, the more I think about the way the victim looked the more I see the resemblance." Now it was Sara's turn to break down and cry.

Nick sat stunned on the one end of the couch, while Sara sat sobbing at the other end. Somewhere among the tears that were shed, Lexie had woken up and was now standing at the end of the hallway, unbeknownst to Nick and Sara.

Both Nick and Sara had their heads buried intheir arms. Neither even noticed Lexie was up, until Nick felt a tiny hand on his shoulder.

"Lexie?" Nick questioned, not looking up because he didn't want to upset her.

"Why are you crying?" Lexie asked them.

"Ummm…it's a grown-up thing, sweetie." Nick replied, while looking up at her. Lexie noticed the picture of her mother sitting next to Nick on the couch.

"Mommy," Lexie said, picking up the picture off the couch.

"Lexie, I have to ask you a question. Was your mommy's name Rachael?" Sara asked the small child.

"Yeah. Mommy told me it. I liked that name," Lexie replied, giving a small smile.

"Lexie, did your mommy ever talk about someone named Nick?" Nick asked her, afraid to hear her answer.

"Yeah, she said that she was his sister…oh, and she showed me a picture." Lexie looked up at Nick. She thought something looked familiar, but couldn't place it until now.

"She did?" Nick asked her, praying that this was all a big misunderstanding.

"It was you."

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