Ok, here it is. Thanks to all who reviewed begging me to post this sooner than I had intended. Thanks to Just Thinking for her beta work and thegreatbluespoon, she's dropped off the face of the planet once again. I'll shut up now and let ya'll read.
Teens & Tribulations
Chapter 20
Grissom headed to the lab early the next night. He made a brief stop at his office before heading to his destination.
"Mia, I need you to do something for me."
She looked at him as his request halted her process of putting on her lab coat. "And that would be..."
Grissom fished out a baggie from his pocket. "Run a profile on this swab for me."
"And if someone asks me what I'm doing?"
"Just tell them it's one of my experiments and they'll leave you alone. I just need a profile."
She hesitated before taking the baggie from his grasp. "You owe me."
Grissom smiled. "Get the results to me as soon as you get them please."
"Sure."
He thanked her and retreated to his office. The assignments for the night were light, which gave him a chance to catch up on paper work. With a sigh he closed another folder with a half hour left in the shift.
"Gil." Catherine called out as she came in and took a seat in front of his desk. "We have a problem."
He looked at her over his glasses. "We do?"
"Oh, yeah. Big problem."
He looked at her as she fished something out of her pocket and tossed it on his desk. "What's this?"
"What's it look like?"
"It's a home pregnancy test." Grissom turned it to see the results. "Congratulations, you're not pregnant."
"I want permission to run a DNA profile on it."
"Isn't it yours?" Grissom was definitely curious.
"NO!" Catherine exclaimed. "My mother called me a few hours ago and was giving me a talking to about one night stands. So I went home and she said she found it in the trash. It's not mine."
"So whose is it?"
She moved forward even more, barely sitting on the edge of the chair, poised to strike. "I think Lindsey took it."
Grissom shook his head and removed his glasses. "Why would Lindsey be taking a pregnancy test?"
Just then Mia walked in and handed Grissom a folder.
"Thanks." Grissom said and replaced his glasses on the bridge of his nose. He glanced over the results before turning to his computer. "I have a theory, Lindsey's DNA is in our database right?"
"Yeah, why?"
He didn't answer as she leaned over the desk and watched him pull up two DNA profiles and compared them to the printout Mia had given him.
Grissom cleared his throat and sat back. "Last night I found a stain on my couch in the basement. So, I took a swab and had Mia run it." He raised up the folder and read out loud. "Two sets of DNA, one XX one XY, it's a mixture of seminal and vaginal fluid. No spermicide is present. The male DNA is Jason's, the other..."
"Lindsey's."
Grissom pursed his lips and nodded.
"Son of a bitch! She is so dead!" Catherine yelled and stood suddenly.
"Catherine calm down." He grabbed the pregnancy test from his desk and raised it. "At least she's not pregnant."
"You're not helping." She exclaimed as she was fishing out her phone.
"Who are you calling?"
"Lindsey."
Grissom glanced at the clock. "It's seven in the morning."
"I don't care. She should be up anyway."
He watched her then remembered. "She's at our house." Then it was him grabbing for the phone.
"Sara, are Jason and Lindsey with you right now?"
"You tell Sara her ass had better be sitting on the couch when I get there. As far away from him as possible." Catherine spoke loud enough where she knew Sara would hear.
"Gil what's going on?"
"I'll explain when we get there. Tell Jason to get his ass up to his room and Lindsey..."
"I heard Catherine, but I don't understand." Sara said.
"We'll be there shortly." He said curtly then hung up.
"Who was that?" Jason asked.
"Gil. He said you are supposed to go to your room and wait until he gets here, and Lindsey is supposed to be sitting on the couch when Catherine gets here." She paused and saw the exchange made between them. "What did you guys do?"
Jason stood and quickly retreated to his room as Lindsey went and sat on the couch. Sara knew they had done something big, and by their reactions, knew they had been caught. She shook her head and returned her attention to Kassie and continued to color with her.
Grissom and Catherine made the drive from the lab to Grissom's home in record time. By the time they walked through the front door, the anger was rolling off of them in such big waves, Sara was suddenly afraid.
Catherine stormed over to stand in front of Lindsey. "How could you?"
Lindsey said nothing and looked down at the carpet.
Grissom moved over next to Kassie and Sara. "Kassie, why don't you go color in your room?"
"Why?"
"Just please. For me. I'll color with you later."
"Ok." she gathered her things and made her way upstairs.
"Gil tell me what's going on."
"In a minute." He moved over to the stairs. "Jason David Grissom, get your ass down here now!" Grissom's voice boomed up the stairs.
Within seconds Jason was running down the stairs. Sara could only watch as she was currently out of the loop.
"Sit down!" Grissom pointed over to the couch.
Jason moved over and sat next to Lindsey. Grissom moved to stand in front of them. Sara stood to his side, just observing. Catherine was the first to rant.
"Did you two even think of the consequences of your actions? And why did you feel the need to have sex? Unprotected sex for that matter!"
Sara let her mouth fall open."What!?" Neither Jason nor Lindsey could look up at Grissom or Catherine.
"I found a stain on my couch downstairs containing both of your DNA." Grissom looked to Jason. "Give me the key."
Jason quickly fished the small brass key from his pocket and handed it to Grissom.
Catherine continued. "And Mom found your pregnancy test in the waste paper basket at home Linds. Thank God it's negative, but think about what would have happened if you were pregnant." She paced within a three foot space like a caged tiger.
Lindsey looked up. "I'm only fourteen."
"It doesn't matter. I've seen thirteen year olds get pregnant." Catherine let out a sigh that released her anger. She sat down on the coffee table and took Lindsey's hand. "Sweetie, I told you about all of this for a reason. I'm not trying to keep you from growing up. This is very serious, and I don't want to see you hurt."
Grissom remained standing as Sara moved close to his side. "Jason, what were you thinking?" he asked.
"I wasn't."
"Obviously."
"Gil." Sara butted in as Grissom took in a big breath and held it.
He released the air he held and continued. "Look, we set rules to protect you kids. Kids, you're still kids. I know you're anxious to grow up, believe me I was. But having sex isn't going to speed it up. It could actually take away what's left of your youth."
Both Lindsey and Jason relaxed slightly as the adults seemed to calm down some.
Sara joined Catherine's sitting position and pulled Grissom down to sit in front of them."Let's look at it this way,Lindsey, if you had gotten pregnant, what were you going to do?"
She just shook her head.
"Would you have told Catherine, or Jason?" Sara calmly asked.
Lindsey shrugged her shoulders.
"You would have to tell someone. What would you have done Jason, if Lindsey came to you and said 'I'm pregnant'?"
"I don't know." he softly replied.
"Did either of you think of that possibility?" Catherine asked.
They both shook their heads.
Grissom pursed his lips and spoke again. "The both of you are in Junior High, no jobs, or a drivers license for that matter. We love and care for the both of you. Don't ruin your futures by not thinking of the consequences of your actions. I'm not concerned with holding hands, even the kissing, but let's put sex on hold for a while."
"Like until after college." Catherine commented.
Sara smiled. "Or..." Both Grissom and Catherine looked over at her concerned with that she was going to say. "If you to find yourselves in a situation where when you are older, that you might be going to have sex, just think about it first and use protection."
"Or how about not having sex at all." Catherine scoffed.
Both sides of the conversation died on Catherine's last comment. Neither side knew what to say next. So for five agonizingly long minutes they sat in silence.
Jason cleared his throat drawing the attention to him. "Are we grounded?" He asked for both he and Lindsey.
"No." Grissom answered hoarsely.
"Gil!" Catherine exclaimed.
"You can't keep them apart. They will always find their way back to each other. We were all their age once. What would you have done?" He asked Catherine.
She just sat back and couldn't answer. As she thought about his comment she realized that she was only a year older when she lost her virginity, and birth control was almost non-existent. "I guess you're right. But don't think this is going to just go away. You two have betrayed our trust, so don't think either of you are just going to stroll over to the other's house and be alone."
Jason looked over to Lindsey and they nodded their agreement. Lindsey stood and moved to hug Catherine.
"I was so scared." She sobbed into Catherine's shoulder.
Tears began to roll down her eyes and Lindsey let her fear wash over her. "It's not as fun any more is it?"
"No." Lindsey choked out.
"I'm sorry Lindsey." Jason told her.
She pulled back from Catherine and looked at Jason. "It's just as much my fault."
Catherine took Lindsey home leaving Sara and Grissom still sitting in the living room in front of Jason. Just as Sara was about to say something, Sydney cried out demanding her attention. She stood leaving Grissom alone with the boy.
After several minutes of agonizing silence, "Are you going to have another baby?" Jason boldly asked.
Grissom signed. "We don't know. So in the mean time we'll use protection until we think we are ready for another baby." Grissom suddenly thought about what he had just revealed. Here he was again discussing his sex life with Jason.
"I don't want to think about my parents having sex."
Grissom smirked. "Don't blame you. It's just one of those things in life. So, the next time you find yourself alone with Lindsey, what are you going to do?"
"Stick to kissing." Jason smiled as Grissom narrowed his eyes at him. "Sorry."
"I just want you to use this head." Grissom leaned forward poking Jason in the forehead. "Think about what could happen."
Jason nodded.
"I'm keeping the key to the basement for two weeks and I'm sure Sara has some things that she could use help with around the house."
"Is that my punishment?"
"I don't want to call it a punishment, how about positive reinforcement?"
Jason raised an eyebrow as he stood. "Works for me."
"Good, upstairs." he watched Jason head up as Kassie was coming down.
She moved over and began to climb into his lap. He helped her settle on his leg. "Can I have a dog yet?"
Grissom's mouth fell open as he thought of the appropriate response. He didn't want to upset her like the last time she asked. "What's wrong with the fish?"
"I want something to cuddle with."
"How about your doll, she needs you to cuddle her?"
Kassie pouted her lips.
"Don't give me that look. It's not going to work."
She knew he had called her bluff, so she leapt from his lap and headed back to her coloring. Grissom inwardly laughed and had to admit the girl had spirit.
He stood and headed down the hall. Grissom leaned up against the door frame watching Sara rock Sydney as she nursed.
"What?" Sara smiled at him.
"That was a big bullet we dodged."
She smiled slightly. "Yeah, you could have been Grandpa." Sara tried not to laugh at the situation.
Grissom quickly replied. "Whatever, Grandma."
"Oh no. I don't think so."
He smiled back. "Can you picture Catherine as Grandma?"
"No." Sara laughed as she repositioned Sydney to burp her.
Grissom moved away from the wall and watched her. "You're a great mother."
She smiled at him, semi-surprised at his praise. "Thank you."
As she placed Sydney back into her crib, Grissom moved to stand beside her. He just looked down in awe of the life he and Sara had created. "Have you thought of having another?"
Ok, I know many was hoping that it wouldn't come to this, but I let them not become a statistic for now. There is more to come, so kindly leave your reviews and I will update AFTER my finals.
TDCSI
