Rating: T : just to be on the safe side.
Characters: Sara, Grissom, Catherine, Nick, Greg, Warrick and Carla (my own)
Summary: 5 years ago the last photograph was sent. The last piece of evidence that even proved that she existed was sent. That she was part of Sara. Slight GSR and Snickers, but it might change…
Disclaimer: I do not own CSI, or any of the characters except Carla which I made up so please don't sue!
This is my first fiction so please be gentle and smother me in reviews if you all want another chapter ;)
Chapter Four
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''Lindsey, I know when something is up, there's something just not…just not, right about the whole situation….''Carla's eyes gleamed with sadness and betrayal. Why had her dad lied to her?
'' I know, there is something…different, with the whole situation. I understand Carla. When my dad died, '' the sadness in Lindsey's voice had empathy '' I knew that something was wrong with the whole situation, I still don't know who killed my father…''
They both looked into each others eyes- a quiet understanding between them that made them believe everything was okay.
''So what do I do, I want to know who my mom is, is she alive? What did she look like?''
'' Well does Sara have a photo album or something?'' Lindsey got up from the Sofa and started to remove the cusions from the sofa, searching for hope.
'' I guess I should start looking then….''
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'' Hey'' Sara greeted Nick and Warrick as she walked into the break room, automatically towards the coffee machine.
''Hey Sar, not seen you in a while…'' His Texas accent along with his constant caring for her always made her smile.
'' yeah I took Carla and Lindsey quad biking yesterday, it was awesome...''
''It's good that you're actually LEAVING the lab now, but I'm starting to miss you, Grissom's extremely grumpy when you not here, I think that he….''
The life-threatening glare he received from Sara stopped him from forming the rest of the words. I value my life way to much
''Hey Sara'' Greg had just joined Sara and Nick in the Break room as they sat down around the table.
''Hello Greggo''
'' So where's Carla today?''
'' She decided to stay in with Lindsey… God knows what there getting up to…''
'' I'm sure she's not trouble, A Sidle trouble? No way….'' Nick butted in, smirking at Sara. He just loved winding her up…
'' No, honestly she's great. I mean her manors are great, she is so friendly, clever…''
''Looks like we have got ourselves a proud mom over here Greg'' Nick was on a role here, Sara was the easiest person to wind up!
''Eh, what? Who said anything about being a mom, I don't have any kids, I am not her mom, and she doesn't have a mom….'' Sara stuttered to get through this sentence as her face had guilty stamped across it.
"Sorry, Sara….we know your not her mom, your just to gullible these days" Warrick had now intervened, allowing Sara to release the breath she didn't know she was holding.
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They had now made there way into Sara's bedroom. They had searched the whole house so far and found nothing- just a few photographs of her as a kid with her brother, with a few guys, her colleagues but nothing else.
'' Hey Carla, why don't you check the wardrobe and I will check under the bed? ''
"If we don't find anything soon we will stop searching, I don't like invading her privacy- It feels wrong Linds…''
''Just shut up and start looking'' Lindsey shot her a cheeky smile as she dived below the bed.
After a few minutes of searching under the bed, Lindsey's hand made obvious contact to a box and Carla turned around as she heard Lindsey. '' well, well, well. Look what I have found…'' Lindsey began to move out from under the bed, pulling out a small shoe box which was obviously not filled with shoes as it had doodles all over.
Carla sprinted across the bedroom and towards Lindsey who now sat on Sara's bed with the box.
'' Carla gingerly opened the lid, reveling a small bundle of photos, just like before, some of Carla, some guys she had obviously been intimate with, colleagues, her brother. But the one photo Lindsey held in her hands, was the golden treasure. Lindsey's face was unreadable; she became pale and so quiet.
'' Lindsey, what is it, what have you got?'' Carla knew. What Lindsey held in her arms as carefully as a gold medal was full of answers. And to be honest Carla was scared. She didn't want to know.
As Lindsey slowly turned the photograph around, allowing Carla to see the picture of Sara.
'' Does Sara have a child?''
The photograph showed Sara around eight months pregnant.
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