Disclaimer: See first chapter.
A/N: Originally I did not plan on going all week without an update. I had every intention of updating every day this week but school work and being sick (for like 6 days :P) got in the way. All of my free time went to researching and writing my part of the case my group got in the Intro to Law class because we were assigned to participate in Law Day (which was today. And we lost...sigh. Oh well). And now that that is over, I expect to have more time to write, but I have two early mid-term exams this upcoming week. I'm sure studying won't take away much time because the tests aren't really sujects you can study for. I had a few different plans for this chapter that would've been more directly related to the lyrics, but I liked this one best.
In this chapter, I introduce the character of Jeweliette (pronounced Juliet). She's just my creation of Grissom and Sara's daughter. She's been in my stories before but I've now changed the spelling of her name.
I did not have the time to send out review replies to the last chapter but THANK YOU SOOOO MUCH for reviewing!
Oh and I also just discovered the word "spelunk" on Monk, so I had to use it because I think it's a lot of fun to say haha
Enjoy!
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Never Grow Up
Oh darling, don't you ever grow up
Don't you ever grow up, just stay this little
Oh darling, don't you ever grow up
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"Do you think Daddy will be excited?" Jeweliette asked from the back seat of the car, peering into the plastic container in her hand filled with sand. Glancing briefly through the rearview mirror to see her daughter's fascination with the contents of the container, Sara looked back at the road.
"I think he's going to love your class pets, Baby," she said.
"I can't believe Ms Kanavy let me take them home!" Jeweliette exclaimed.
"Did the other kids in your kindergarten class want to bring them home for the weekend?" Sara asked.
"Just two boys. The girl's think they're disgusting. I told Ms Kanavy that my daddy is an intumolagist-"
"Entomologist," Sara corrected. "En-to-mol-o-gist," she said, annunciating the syllables.
"Enta-Entomologist," Jeweliette said, stuttering only slightly on the big word. "And I said that my daddy would really want to see them so Ms Kanavy said I could bring them home first as long as I promised to take good care of them."
"Well, that's a big responsibility, Jewels. Do you think you can handle it?" Sara said, pulling the car up the driveway. Her seatbelt clicked undone and she turned in her seat to face her daughter.
"Yes, I can," Jeweliette said, holding her chin high to show her confidence. "And Daddy can help me."
"I'm sure he'd love too," Sara said, opening the back door for Jeweliette to get out without having to jostle the small terrarium. Jumping out of the car, Jeweliette bolted to the front door, hardly able to contain her excitement.
"Jeweliette, be careful! Don't run while you're holding that!" Sara scolded, whilst closing and locking the car doors before following her daughter to the front door. Jeweliette had already pushed open the door that Grissom had left unlocked and disappeared inside the house, though Sara could hear her distant voice.
"Daddy! Daddy! Daddy!" Jeweliette squealed, bouncing up and down on the balls of her feet. "Guess what I have!" Grissom placed his glasses on top of his book, returning both to the coffee table, and then gave her his undivided attention. She held out the plastic container to him. "Look! It's an ant farm!"
"Wow, Jewels. That's really neat!" Grissom said, his azure eyes lighting up at his daughter's excitement over the insects.
"They're our class pets and Ms Kanavy said that I could take care of them for the weekend," Jeweliette said, watching the tiny black specks spelunk through the openings in the sand.
"You know, Jewels, I have a book in my office about these ants. Why don't you go find it? Then we can see what we need to do with these guys," Grissom said.
"Okay!" Jeweliette said, before she scampered off up the stairs.
"She's really thrilled about this," Grissom said to Sara as she stepped into the living room.
"I know," Sara said, dropping onto the couch. She curled up against his side, her head falling onto his shoulder. "She told me all about the ants on the way home from school. When I picked her up in the schoolyard, she named all twenty three of them for me." Grissom smiled.
"You know," he said, taking Sara's hand. "I think she's going to be an entomologist."
"I wouldn't count on it. This week she'll be into ants, next week she'll like finger-painting, and the next week she'll-" Sara was cut off by a loud shriek from the stairs, Grissom and Sara whipped their heads around to see Jeweliette standing at the top of the stairs.
"Spider! Spider! Daddy, you need to come kill it!" Jeweliette screamed, beginning to freak out as it walked closer to her toes.
"Okay. Maybe not an entomologist," Grissom agreed.
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A/N: Please continue to review. I will definitely send review replies this time. Ohhhh! And the Back to December music video came out yesterday! Go watch it! :)