Title: Sara's Secret Photograph
Rating: T : just to be on the safe side.
Pairing: GSR with hints of Snickers
Characters: Sara, Grissom, Catherine, Nick, Greg and Warrick
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.
Disclaimer: I do not own CSI, or any of the characters except Carla which I made up so please don't sue!
A/N: This is my first fiction so please be gentle and smother me in reviews. This story is AU.
Big thanks to the wonder beta Giwu :
Chapter five
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Lindsey couldn't decipher Carla's reaction by studying the expression on her face. Carla sat on the bed, mouth slightly open revealing her teeth. "Oh my god, why didn't I notice this before, they are so alike!" thought Lindsey belatedly.
Finally, Carla's hands started to shake as she reached out and gingerly took the image, carefully stroking over the picture of a young Sara. "Oh god...you think that….."
"Well how old do you think Sara is in that photo?" asked Lindsey
"Around twenty?" Carla guessed. She began to work the math in her head. "Oh my goodness, this can't be right, I mean it can't, it isn't…."
"There's only one way to find out, Carla," said Lindsey calmly.
"Noooo-I can't ask her! She obviously doesn't want me to know. Why else would she hide the picture? I trusted her….." said Carla miserably.
"Did I say anything about asking Sara?" said Lindsey.
"Well, what do you suggest we do then?" Carla put the photo down, she couldn't bear to look at it now, her stomach was fluttering with nervousness and her head was spinning. She looked at her friend with great interest and trepidation.
"Well did I ever tell you about how my mom found out her father was Sam Braun…?" answered Lindsey with a smile.
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Sara was sitting going over evidence in her case unaware of the events taking place in her apartment. The case was hitting home for her, but this case wasn't about domestic abuse or a rape, it involved the sudden death of a teenaged girl. "What would I do without Carla? I love her, what happens if she dies suddenly and doesn't know the truth? What would she think if she found out the truth? Would she still talk to me? No, don't be stupid, Sara you gave her up…" she mused to herself.
Sara's conscience was contradicting everything she was thinking, her heart began to beat faster and her discomfort was noticed by Grissom who looked at her tentatively. "I could never have raised her on my own; I would have been a bad parent. You're doing okay now. Sara, that's no excuse. That's because I am older, more mature…"
"Sara,'' his soft voice brought Sara back into the layout room. She looked up at him and saw deep anxiety in his electric eyes.
"Are you okay?'' Grissom asked gently.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Don't worry about me," She put on her smile that always made Grissom's heart skip a beat. After all these years, he also knew that the smile was a cover up for some unspoken problem.
"Sara, look why don't you go home and I'll finish this. Carla will be wondering where you are,'' he said. When he reached over and took her case notes, she knew he was obviously not letting her stay at work any longer.
"Fine, but if there's any updates, call me immediately,'' she said.
She removed her gloves and was standing at the layout door as Grissom spoke, "Of course honey," he said.
This caused her to turn around and look at him. "Did I just hear him right?" she asked herself.
"Bye….Dear," she gave him a sly smile as his face turned bright red.
"Damn, she noticed!" he thought. She left him in the layout room, with a large grin on his face.
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The box which Lindsey held was returned to its hiding place under Sara's bed and the two girls went to Sara's living room.
"You know, you might be wrong, Lindsey. Sara might just happen to have been fat at that point in her life," said Carla.
"Yeah, right," Lindsey scoffed. She looked at Carla as if she was growing another ear. "We will know soon enough, just shut up and start looking for a book in DNA testing."
They stared at Sara's bookshelf.
"You mean to say, which one? There are dozens of them," said Carla.
"Just grab all of them," said Lindsey.
Carla lifted 5 books clumsily off the shelf and the remaining books fell like dominoes.
"Crap!" they said together.
Carla bent down to pick up the books as did Lindsey. They both noticed it wasn't just books that had fallen. Letters and photographs placed within the books now littered the floor. "Great more secrets," thought Carla grimly.
She picked up a few photos that lay on the floor. It probably shouldn't have surprised her: the pictures were all of her. They spanned her entire life up until about 5 years ago. Why had they stopped then? The letters, hundreds of them, written in her father's handwriting showed the last postmark was also five years ago.
Carla was brought out of her trance as the ringing of her cell chirped.
She quickly answered it while Lindsey put the letters, photos and books back on the shelf.
"No….that's cool…okay…bye," she said. Carla slammed her cell shut and noticed Lindsey had finished picking up the mess.
"Sara's on her way home. She said she will give you a ride home if you meet her out front in five minutes," she said.
"Okay, don't worry, Carla, I'll research on DNA testing tonight at home and we can do the test at the lab tomorrow…" said Lindsey.
"Actually, just leave it alone, it's too dangerous," replied Carla.
"Carla, you have the right to know who your mother is. Don't worry, everything will be fine, you'll see," Lindsey grabbed Carla into a hug then headed towards the door.
"Just get a good night's sleep," Lindsey said. She shut the door behind her, leaving Carla alone in the apartment with all of her thoughts. She went to her room where she sat down on her bed and fell asleep.
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A/N reviews very much appreciated, and once again I thank Giwu and to everyone who has given me reviews