The next morning Sara woke up to Tate bouncing on her bed.

"Good morning sweetheart" Sara exclaimed to the bouncing child.

"Mommy, can we go see Auntie Catherine?" Tate asked still bouncing. Sara reached out for the little girl, grabbed her around the waist and pulled her towards her.

"We will if you stop bouncing" she began to explained but was interrupted by the little girl's voice.

"And Uncle Nicky and Uncle Rick and Uncle Greggy" she asked looking at her mother. Sara smiled.

"Yes them to" she replied.

"Say" Tate shouted and bounded out of Sara's room. Sara sat in her bed grinning as she watched her daughter bounce out of the room. After about 5 minutes of sitting in the bed she climbed out of bed to see what Tate was up to. When she walked past the bathroom she heard Tate talking. Sara peeked in on the little girl and saw her talking to a stuffed bear that Brass had given her when she was born. Sara had never heard Tate talk to the bear that was normal for a child but what she called it made chills run down her spine.

"Mr. Grissom what is your favorite butterfly?" Tate asked the bear sitting in the chair across from her. Sara stared in shock and then opened the door.

"Tate, honey what are you gonna wear today?" Sara asked avoiding what she just heard come from her daughter. Tate walked over to her closet, opened the door, and pulled out a pink tank top with a butterfly on the front with a pair of blue jean shorts. Tate got dressed and went downstairs to eat breakfast. Sara had already set out a bowl of cereal for Tate on the counter and went to change herself. Up in Sara's bedroom she pulled out a plain light blue and white polo shirt with a pair of black pants and threw them on. Once she got downstairs Tate was watching television and ready to go. 20 minutes later they were both walking out the door.

Once they reached the lab Sara helped Tate out of the car and she took off to the lab. Sara hadn't even closed the back car door and Tate was already in the building. When Sara finally made her way into the lab the secretary smiled and pointed down the hall towards the bouncing child. She followed the little girl into the break room and saw Catherine and Nick in there talking.

"Uncle Nicky" she said hopping into his arms.

"Hey, Tater tot how ya doing" he asked picking the girl up. Tate leaned over and kissed Catherine on the cheek.

"Hi, Auntie Catherine" she exclaimed.

"Hi, honey" Catherine said returning the kiss on the young girl's cheek.

"Where is Uncle Greggy?" Tate asked leaning back in Nick's arms.

"I am right here!" came the voice of Greg behind Sara. Tate turned completely around in Nick's arms and dropped down. Greg stood in the doorway crouched over to pick her up.

"Hey, Tater tot" he said smiling. When Greg was around Tate he was a kid himself not like he didn't act like that on a daily bases. Warrick walked down the hall hearing the giggling of a little girl. He didn't even have to see her to know that it was Tate.

"Uncle Rick" she said excitedly when she saw Warrick round the corner. He walked into the break room and took her from Greg in a hug.

"What's up Tater tot?" he asked the little girl.

"Not much" she replied hugging him. Sara saw Brass come around the corner.

"Tate, grandpa's coming" she informed the little girl in Warrick's arms. Tate dropped down and ran into the hallway. Brass saw the little girl and smiled. He loved having another little one in the office. The last time there was one in there was when Lindsey was little and that about 15 years ago. She wasn't his grandchild but he called her that. Sara Sidle was like his daughter so it was only appropriate to call Tate his grandchild. Besides Sara and Tate both loved it.

"Grandpa, grandpa, grandpa" she yelled running right into him. He lifted her off the ground and spun her in the air and then brought her back to eye level. Every time he looked into her little blue eyes it made him want to cry. She reminded him so much of Grissom.

"Hey Butterfly" Brass said to the smiling child in his arms. Butterfly was her first word so that is what he called her. Even though every one else called her Tater tot. Tater tot was a cute nickname but for some reason Butterfly seemed perfect for her. Every one else in the break room made there way into the hallway and began talking.

"Mommy, is my teddy bear in the car?" Tate asked Sara who was talking to Nick.

"Yeah, do want me to go and get it?" she asked turning her attention towards her daughter still in Brass's arms.

"Yes, please" Tate replied politely. Sara walked through the CSI's and headed out the door. She came back a few minutes later with the bear in her left hand.

"Here ya go" she said handing the bear to her daughter. Tate reached out and took it from her mother.

"Thank you" she replied to her mother.

"So Tater tot have you finally gave him a name?" Nick asked referring to the bear in her arms.

"Yup, his name is Mr. Grissom the Bugman" she answered Nick's question but also shocked the other CSI's. The same question ran through all of their heads.

How did she know about Gil Grissom only the CSI's called him the Bugman?