I Do Not Own CSI
"How's Sara," Greg's asked first thing as Grissom walked in with the night's assignments.
"Surprisingly well. I think a big weight has been lifted off her shoulders seeing Laura go to jail."
"I can't believe Sara grew up with that," Nick said.
"I know! That woman is not a mother. She has no maternal feelings at all," Catherine joined in.
"That's why Sara never called her mother. She's always called her Laura. The same goes for James," Grissom said. As he pulled the assignment slips out, Catherine's cell phone rang, stalling the process.
"Willows"
"What?! Are they ok?... No, I'll leave now….I don't know, I have to find someone to watch Lindsay. I'll call you when I know," Catherine said, hanging up.
"Everything ok, Catherine," Warrick asked.
"No, my mom and sister were in a car accident in Montana, I have to go."
"Gil, do you think you and Sara could do me a huge favour?"
"And watch Lindsay?"
"Please?"
"I don't see why not. All Sara is doing tomorrow is cooking with my mom for Thanksgiving. Just let me call her to make sure."
"Thanks. I don't want to leave her with Eddie for more than a day. He starts putting ideas in her head that we're going to get back together and then I have to break her heart when I tell her that it's not true," Catherine said as Grissom handed Warrick the assignment slips so he could call Sara.
"Why are you calling me so late," Sara said as she answered the phone.
"Did I wake you?"
"I was almost asleep. What's up? Is everything ok?"
"What would you say to having a house guest for a few days?"
"Depends on the guest."
"Catherine's mom and sister were in a car accident and she has to go to Montana. She's asked if we could keep Lindsay."
"It's no problem, Gil."
"I figured you would say that. Now, go back to sleep and I'll see you in the morning with Lindsay. Love you."
"Love you, too. Goodnight."
"So, yes or no," Catherine asked.
"Yes"
"Oh thank god. Ok, I'm going to go check flights. Lindsay is with a sitter now."
"Call me with the details, Catherine," Grissom said as the group started to disperse.
As Warrick left, he put a slip in Grissom's hand. Flipping it over, Gil was relieved to not see the decomp in his hand but a simple B&E.
"Rick," Grissom called as Warrick was halfway down the hall.
"Thanks."
"You owe me, Griss." Warrick yelled back with a smile and a wave.
"Lindsay," Catherine said as she and Gil came in the front door.
"Mommy, Mommy, guess what me and Michelle did last night?"
"What?"
"We played dress up and house. I was the mommy and Michelle was the daddy and my dolly was the baby."
"You did," Catherine said as she looked up to see a blushing Michelle.
"Thanks, Michelle."
"You're welcome. I'll see you tomorrow night."
"Actually, you have the next couple nights off. I have to go out of town."
"Am I going with you, Mommy?"
"No, honey."
"Am I staying with Daddy?"
"No honey, Daddy is working too hard right now. You're going to go stay with Uncle Gil and Sara and have Thanksgiving over there."
"Will you be back for Thanksgiving?"
"I don't think so, honey," Catherine said as tears sprang to Lindsay's eyes.
"Why?"
"Grandma and your aunt Julie were in a really bad accident and Mommy has to go make sure they're ok. And you don't want to sit in a hospital all day with no toys and no fun," Catherine said as Michelle waved her goodbye and left, leaving Gil there looking a little clueless.
"Hey Lindsay," Gil asked.
"Yeah?"
"Do you like to bake?"
"Yeah, especially cookies. Chocolate ones."
"Well, Sara and my mom are going to be baking all day. I bet we could convince Sara and Mom to bake a special batch of cookies."
"Really?"
"I think so," he said as Lindsay smiled.
"Ok, I want you to go pack your bag. I'll come help you in a few minutes," Catherine said as Lindsay hopped to her bedroom.
"Thanks, Gil."
"You're welcome, Cath."
"Smells good in here already," Gil said as he and Lindsay came in the front door, the smell of apple pie already filling the air.
"Bruno," Lindsay squealed as the dog licked her face causing her to giggle hysterically.
"Hey," Sara said, waddling into the room.
"Hey, back. Our houseguest has arrived."
"I'm going to help you bake," Lindsay announced.
"Well, isn't it just lucky that I have an apron all ready for you," Marie said, watching from the kitchen door, holding out the apron.
"Can we make chocolate cookies? They're for Uncle Gil."
"I don't think Uncle Gil needs any more cookies," Sara said with a smirk.
"Oh I beg to differ, cookies do the soul good," Gil said, agreeing with Lindsay.
"I don't know," Sara said with a smile.
"Please, please, please," she begged with puppy eyes.
"Yes, please, please, please," Gil agreed.
"If we can't touch the pies until tomorrow we need something to keep our fingers away."
"Wow, puppy dog eyes from the both of you! I don't know Marie, what do you think," Sara asked, signing.
"I think we could squeeze in a batch of cookies," she said, causing a big smile from Gil and a squeal from Lindsay as she happily ran towards the kitchen.
"Thank you," Gil said.
"You're welcome. Now, go shower and change. You can help with dishes after we're done."
"I knew there would be a catch to getting cookies made," Gil said, rolling his eyes as he walked upstairs.
TBC
We were in need of something fluffly again after Laura's trial, so here it is, next is Thanksgiving so stay tuned
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Katie