Author note: Okay a short quick chapter, hope you like it anyway.

Aelithe's story

"You really do like bugs, don't you?" Paige asked Grissom as she stood in front of one of the many displays with mounted insects, that adorned the walls. Grissom came to stand next to her, to watch the display, which was of several grasshoppers. "They are called insects, and yes I really like insects. They always tell me the truth. These are grasshoppers."

"All of them?"

"Yes, some don't look like the ordinary grasshoppers, but they are."

"Almost like demons, they don't look like demons on first glance, but they are." Paige commented, turning away from the display, walking to the next one, butterflies. "Why are you so interested in insects? How did that happen?"

"I always liked insects, from the first time I saw them. It's what I have always known." Grissom said as he followed Paige to the next display.

"I like butterflies and ladybugs."

"Everyone seems to like them, they are beautiful and therefore can't be dangerous. But they are still insects. The ladybug is a beetle, just like the dung beetle, but the dung beetle doesn't have bright colours. Other beetles are shunned, because they have pincers, they look dangerous, but mostly they aren't."

"Appearances isn't everything, right?" Paige said, smirking. Grissom smiled back. "you must be talking about insects." A voice behind them said, Grissom and Paige turned and saw a freshly washed Sara standing behind them. "He only smiles like that if the subject is insects." Sara clarified. Grissom laughed, and put his arm around Sara's shoulders, drawing her near, an kissed her forehead: "Ah, you know me so well, Sar." Sara simply laughed.

Piper interrupted them: "Are you ready? Then we should go."

"Go where?" Grissom asked.

"Well, we wanted to take you back to Aelithe's place, so we can try to train you to use your powers."

"Actually, I have a question Aelithe. Would you mind staying here for just a while longer?" Sara asked, turning to Aelithe.

"Okay. What do you want to ask?" Aelithe asked Sara. Sara first indicated for all to come and sit down. "Do you want something to drink?" She then asked, turning away to walk to the kitchen. "Some orange juice." "Just a glass of water." "Lemonade, please." Came from different mouths. Ten minutes later everybody was seated, with a drink in their hands, looking expectantly at Sara. Sara took that as a cue to start talking: "When we were standing across from Lurie, I felt something was wrong, it felt as if there was something in the environment which shouldn't be there, but was natural. It turned out to be the force field. As I broke it, by lifting the crystal, I understood how I could have felt the force field. I felt it's vibrations, or I picked up on the vibrations of the force field. That made me realise something, right then it wasn't important, because we had Lurie to think about, but I need a clarification. You see, Aelithe, this wasn't the first time my life has been in peril. Once I was held in a mental institution by a patient, he had a shard of ceramics pushed against my throat. But this patient was rambling on and on about vibrations and vibrating at a wrong level. At the time I thought that it was just the mad ramblings of someone who had lost touch with reality, but now I think that he might have picked up on this magical thing. Is that possible, that a non magical person picks up on magical powers?" Sara watched Aelithe and saw the shock register on her face.

"Who was this patient?"

"Adam Trent." Grissom gruffly replied, not wanting to be reminded of that episode in Sara's life. It was the first time he had seen Sara in peril and he didn't like it then and still didn't like it. He saw how Aelithe hung her head, sensing something was wrong Grissom asked: "What is it Aelithe? Was he a demon?"

Aelithe lifted her head and looked at Grissom first and then turned to Sara: "Do you remember that I warned you about not vanquishing Lurie?"

"Yes, you told us that it was the only way, we could stop him."

"Yes, I told you I once, the very first time I had to vanquish a demon, couldn't do it and tried to contain the demon in someone strong. That person was Adam Trent, I placed a demon inside him, thinking that Adam could control the demon. I was wrong. The demon drove Adam crazy. Adam had already been convicted to go to the mental institution, when I placed the demon inside him, as an extra precaution I picked someone who was never going to be free ever again. The demon started to get more and more control over Adam."

"How did you know that?" Sara interrupted Aelithe.

"I kept taps on Adam. I had to, I felt like it was my responsibility."

"It was." Piper said and Grissom nodded.

"I know. Listen I am not trying to tell you it was good what I did, but I was seventeen, I had just learned I was a witch. I was at a loss and couldn't wrap my mind around it, that I should kill someone. It seems wrong."

"I understand." Sara said, knowing what Aelithe would have felt, because she felt the same thing when they told her that she and Grissom should vanquish Lurie. Aelithe looked at Sara appreciative, before continuing her story: "Like I said, I have always felt bad about it. I knew that the demon was getting more and more control. I tried to vanquish him before people were getting hurt."

"Well someone did get hurt." Grissom said, slightly bitter. Sara snapped her head to him and placed a hand on his knee, slightly shifting her head from side to side, indicating he shouldn't react to it.

"Yes, I couldn't reach him in time. You were the woman he almost killed?"

"Yes, he held me, but in the end stabbed his own neck."

"I know, he died."

"Why did he stab himself?"

"It was the only way in which the demon thought he could be released out of the mortal body. It didn't work out the way he wanted. He didn't die from that wound, I vanquished him, but Adam had lost to much blood, so he died. I heard his mother died in prison." Aelithe said, completing her story. For several moment no one spoke, Sara broke the silence: "We always thought his mother would die without him…So that is the second demon we encountered without knowing it. How many demons are there?"

"Countless, it isn't about numbers, because some demons, such as Lothar are no danger to us." Aelithe said. "Okay." Sara said as she rose to collect the glasses and brought them to the kitchen, Grissom followed her.

"She is not the reason Adam Trent held me, Grissom." Sara said, as she washed the glasses, well aware of the emotions Grissom was controlling. "Of course she is."

"No, Adam Trent was already in the mental institution, when she placed the demon inside of him. I'm not saying what she did was the right thing to do, I wouldn't do it, but I can understand that she was hesitant to kill someone. There is no telling what Adam Trent would have done, had he not been possessed by a demon, the similar thing might have happened. Aelithe didn't kill Robbie, the mother did, that is why we were there. Wrong place, wrong time." Sara turned around and watched Grissom, searching his eyes to see what he was thinking. "How do we know that she is telling the truth, not sugar coating?"

"Sugar coating?! Come on Griss. She told us she made a mistake, it's difficult to admit mistakes. She could have told us that Adam Trent was just a mental patient, and she would be telling the truth, but she told us more, I see no reason not to believe her or trust her."

"Okay." Grissom said. Together they returned to the living room.

"Sara you said that you have been in life threatening situations before? There is Adam Trent and Marlon, have there been more situations?" Phoebe asked. Sara and Grissom looked at each other. "Yes, I have been placed under a car in the dessert. Left to die." Sara said.

"Who did that to you?"

"Nathalie Davis." Sara calmly said.

"I heard about her, wasn't she the Miniature Killer?" Aelithe asked.

"Yes, that would be her. Is she a demon also?"

"I don't know, I have never heard off her before, but we could check at my place." Aelithe said.

"Shall we go? Then we can help you train your powers and see if we can find something on this Natalie David character." Paige rose and extended her hands, nonverbally asking everyone to hold on to each other. In a cloud of blue lights the group disappeared from Grissom's and Sara's home.

Author note: I wrote this chapter in a very short period, please tell me what you thought. So I guess I am asking you to review, yes, please submit a review on this chapter, Please?