"Sara" came Gil's voice. Sara froze at the sight and sound of him.
"Come in" she waved him in. Grissom walked past Sara and into the living room. He saw Tate sleeping on the couch and smiled. Sara followed him into the living room and picked Tate carefully off the couch. She walked up the stairs quietly not waking Tate and put her in her room. As soon as Sara closed the door she heard Tate say something. She opened the door back up to see Tate sitting in her bed looking at her. Sara made her way across the dark room and sat on the bed next to Tate.
"Baby girl what's wrong?" Sara asked her daughter. Tate looked at her bear and then back at Sara.
"I can't sleep" Tate replied. Sara smiled and tucked Tate in her bed.
"Would you like me to sing you your lullaby?" Sara asked. Tate smiled.
"Yes, please" she responded. Sara began to sing.
"Before
you met me I was a fairy princess
I caught frogs and called them
prince
And made myself a queen
And before you knew me I'd
traveled 'round the world
And I slept in castles
And fell
in love
Because I was taught to dream
I found
mayonnaise bottles and poked holes on top
To capture Tinker Bell
And they were just fireflies to the untrained eye
But I
could always tell
Cause I believe in fairy tales
And
dreamer's dreams
Like bed sheet sails
And I believe in
Peter Pan
And miracles, anything I can to get by
And
fireflies
Now before I grew up I saw you on a cloud
And
I could bless myself in your name
And pat you on your wings
And before I grew up I heard you whisper so loud
Well life
is hard and so is love
Child, believe in all these things
I
found mayonnaise bottles and poked holes on top
To capture
Tinker Bell
And they were just fireflies to the untrained eye
But I could always tell
Cause I believe in fairy tales
And dreamer's dreams
Like bed sheet sails
And I
believe in Peter Pan
And miracles, anything I can to get by . .
.
And fireflies
And fireflies . . .
Before you met
me I was a fairy princess
I caught frogs and called them prince
And made myself a queen
And before you knew me I'd traveled
'round the world
And I slept in castles
And fell in love
Because I was taught to dream"
When Sara finished singing Tate had fallen asleep. She rose from the small bed and turned around to see Grissom standing in the doorway with his arms folded across his chest. Sara walked out of the small room into the hallway and started to head downstairs. Once she reached the living room she sat down on the couch and Grissom sat across from her in the recliner.
"You have a very lovely voice" Grissom told Sara. Sara looked at him and smiled.
"Thanks. I only sing to her when she can't sleep" Sara replied to Grissom's comment.
"Sara how old is Tate?" he asked. Sara looked down at the floor.
"She will be 4 in two weeks" Sara responded. Grissom began looking at the pictures behind Sara's head hanging on the wall. The first one was with Nick, Warrick, Greg, and Tate together. The second was Tate, Catherine, Sara, and Lindsey. The third had Tate and Brass in it. Then Brass, Tate, and Sara. There were some more pictures around the room. There was a picture with everyone it it including Tate. Then he saw a picture that took his breath away. The picture was of Sara holding Tate. They both looked so happy. Sara finally broke the silence that lingered through the living room.
"Grissom is there something you wanted to know?" she asked. Grissom peeled his eyes away from the picture to look at Sara.
"Yes, there is" he replied.
"And what is it?" Sara asked Grissom. There was a pause and then he answered.
"Is Tate my daughter?" Grissom asked.
