Story: In Which All Could Be Lost
Rating: PG-13
Chapter Title: In Which Elise Questions
Disclaimer: The only thing I own is a wish. I own nothing pertaining to the direction or production of CSI. I only own the Season One and Two.
A/N: I know it has been a long time coming. I offered a bit of an explanation in my profile, but since then my disk and the document launcher have decided to stage war against me. Apologies
Elise came rushing into the house. Dillan looked up at her, but she paid no heed to him. Greg looked up at her just in time to see her fling her backpack on the couch and race to her room.
He got up and picked up his son. He carried him to see his mother.
"Sara, sweety?"
Sara opened her eyes to look at him. She willed her body to move. She sat up in time to see Elise come in and plop on her bed and stare at her.
"You okay, baby girl?"
"Dad? I need to talk to mom alone. If that's okay?"
Greg smiled.
"Sure sweetheart. I need to put your brother down for a nap anyway."
He turned and decided that the point in telling his wife something was up with their daughter was of no purpose now that she had already made an intrance by herself. He went into Dillan's room and closed the door.
Sara sat up and motioned for her daughter to climb up beside her. Sara put her arm around her and hugged her close.
"What is it?"
"Today, I was having lunch with Logan and and…" she paused a moment, swallowed and looked up at her mother. "He told me he loved me."
Sara had to try hard not to laugh. She was amused at how well her traits had affected her daughter.
"And you said?"
"Nothing. It caught me off guard. I didn't know what to say, or what I should do. I was thankful the bell rang, so I could go to class."
"It's natural. You don't have to say or do anything that makes you feel uncomfortable."
"I just hope I haven't messed anything up."
"I'm sure you haven't, and if he can't accept the fact that you are just shocked and not repulsed then you didn't need him anyway."
Elise let out a sigh. Sara's hold tightened around her daughter.
"You know, it took your father awhile to convince me."
At hearing this, Elise smiled and sat up.
"It did?" She questioned.
"I knew your father for six years before I ever went out with him. So yes, it took a long time for me to come to grips with the fact that there was a man who loved me. Genuinely loved me for who I was inside."
Elise leaned up pecking her mother on the cheek.
"Thanks, mom. I love you."
"You're welcome and I love you too."