I Do Not Own CSI

"Are you sure you want to do this," Gil asked Sara as he helped Sara with her shoes.

"Yes, James and I, we need to talk to her."

"Sara?"

"Yeah"

"I'm coming with you, no arguments. I don't want her upsetting you, not when you're almost six months pregnant."

"I can do this by myself."

"I know you can, but I think you'll both need the support and I want to see the woman who did this to you. I need to know I can help."

"You can always help. You're helping now just by coming with me," Sara finished with a peck to his mouth.

"Let's get this show on the road."

"Do you see her yet," James asked as the four sat at the table, Jeremy also tagging along.

"No," Sara said, wiggling her hands nervously.

"There she is," Jeremy said as the woman walked through the coffee shop doors.

"So, you want some…."

"Don't go," Sara said, holding on to Gil's hand.

"I'll be right here beside you the whole time."

"Sara, James," Laura said, coming up to the table.

"Laura"

"May I," she asked, indicating to the spare chair.

"That's what you're here for," Sara muttered.

"So, it's been a long time," Laura started.

"Twenty years," Sara said, looking Laura in the eye.

"And a lot has changed. Just look at you, you must be what almost eight months pregnant."

"Actually six"

"Must be a big baby."

"Twins"

"So, I'm going to be a grandmother twice," Laura said, getting no response.

"And you two, you are…"

"Gil Grissom, Sara's husband."

"Jeremy Knits, James' life partner."

"You're gay?"

"Yes, do you have a problem with that," James asked.

"No, I was just surprised is all," Laura said, inwardly cringing that her son was gay.

"And how old are you Gil. I mean, Sara is only going on 29, you look quite older."

"His age has nothing to do with why you're here, Laura. You're here to explain what happened all those years ago, not to criticize my husband for being 15 years older than I."

"Sorry, I didn't mean to offend you, Gil," she said.

"You didn't."

"We're waiting, Mother," Sara said, her anger finally starting to bubble up.

"What do you want to know?"

"Why you were the way you were?"

"And how was I, Sara?"

"Cruel is one word to use, mean is another. I could go on here but I don't think we have that long before we have to go to work."

"I don't think I was cruel to you two. Sure I yelled, but what parent doesn't. You two will know that soon enough."

"Not the way you yelled, Laura," James said.

"You called us names, made us feel like we were useless. You left us with no confidence."

"You hardened us, cut what should have been a fun time in our life short," Sara said.

"And I can guarantee you that I will not let that happen when these two come into the world. I will not make them feel like they are useless, unloved. They will know everyday that their mother, father, and uncles love them very much. But what I really want to know is, what changed that night? What made you decide to kill him that night," Sara asked to a very quiet Laura.

"I finally decided that I had had enough of being smacked around, seeing you two hit."

"Bull, you never cared about us," James said.

"I did," Laura said.

"You never once showed it."

"I killed him for you."

"You killed him for you," Sara said to Laura.

"Did you ever think of what was going to happen to us? Did you realize that James and I were separated for almost eight years, until I went to Harvard?"

"You went to Harvard?"

"And Berkley. Because of you I had to work my ass off for a long time just to be free of foster homes. I would have rather lived with the constant fights than live with the changing of homes every two weeks, never having a friend or a brother that I could turn to."

"But look at you now. You're married, expecting, and I'm guessing very successful."

"But I had to work hard for it. I still am working hard for it. And James had to work hard, too. It took a long time before his business took off."

"And what do you both do," Laura asked, trying to get some information out of her kids.

"That is none of your business. And seeing as you don't want to talk about the past anymore, I think I'm done here," Sara said.

"Gil, can you help me up, please," she asked, laying her drink money down on the table.

"James?"

"I'll be around later. Go home and get some rest before you go to work."

"Bye, James, Jeremy," Gil said, following his pregnant wife.

"He seems whipped," Laura said, watching the pair.

"He's concerned. He's been very protective of her since she got pregnant."

"Just wait until they have two screaming babies, life will change. I wouldn't surprise me if he cheats on her."

"Gil's not like that, Laura. And if you ever got the chance to know him you would know he doesn't even look at other women, just Sara. They only have eyes for each other."

"So, they're both successful?"

"They are, just bought a new house not far from here. It took a lot of work to fix up, but they did it."

"So, they're well off, then?"

"Why are you so interested about how well off they are?"

"I just want to know that Sara's ok."

"Why do you care now, twenty years later?"

"She's still my daughter, and you're still my son. I still want to know how you are," Laura said defensively.

"Too little, too late. And if you must know, Sara and I are both very well off. We worked hard and it's finally starting to pay off. You had nothing to do with that," James finished as he and Jeremy got up and left.

TBC

Laura doesn't seem like the nicest person does she? Stay tuned we haven't seen the last of her!

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