A/N: This is the chapter where we understand why I picked this name for the story (in case you were wondering)The next morning, Sara awoke to an empty bed. Getting up slowly, she walked out of the dimly lit room to find her husband sitting alone in the still silent, dark living room.

"Honey?" she asked worried that Robbie had gotten worse "Is everything ok?"

Looking up at her, Grissom smiled and nodded "He'll be fine."

"So, why are you looking so down?" she asked taking a seat next to him.

"Well, Vivian called to tell me that she's taking Robbie back to New York with her. And I don't know what I should do. I mean, I could tell him and ask him to chose where he wants to stay, I really do want to get to know him. On the other hand, if I don't tell him, he won't hate me for not being there."

Placing a hand on her troubled man's shoulder, Sara spoke "Look, I think you should do what you think is best for Robbie. Not you, nor Vivian. Think of him. Would he like to know?"

Grissom thought about it for a while, when he didn't speak, Sara did "Look, Gil, the boy adores you, he called you when he was in trouble. I think, and I'm not telling you this is what you should do, but I think you should tell him. Even if he then hates you, I think he has a right to know."

Taking a deep breath, Grissom nodded and smiled at her "you're right. What would I do without you?"

"I've no idea" she said into his shoulder as he hugged her.

"Mom!" came a shout from upstairs.

"And, we're off" said Sara smiling as the typical weekend morning routine began.

It always happened in the same way, Charlie would call for one of them to go turn on the lights, then, as they passed by their son's room, he'd call for them and, to avoid a major conflict, they'd have to divide and conquer: Grissom would normally take their son and Sara their daughter and they'd meet again in the dining room for breakfast before the kids settled in front of the TV.

"Daddy?" asked Colin as Grissom opened the door to his room

"Yea, kid?" he replied opening the blinds.

"Can we go to the zoo today? I want to go see the bugs again…"

Smiling, Grissom was sorry to have to disappoint his son "I'm sorry, kiddo, but I have some stuff I have to take care of today. But I promise we'll go next weekend, ok?"

Smiling but looking slightly disappointed, Colin nodded and Grissom picked him up and transported the now giggling boy by the arms into the bathroom.

Two hours later, the two children were sitting in front of the TV watching one of their favourite cartoons when Sara walked Grissom to the door.

"So, you're telling him?" she asked as he opened the door.

"I have to" he replied, kissing her softly on the lips before leaving.

"Mom! Explain it!" shouted an agitated Robbie as he held the doctor's chart.

"Look, Robbie. It was just a coincidence, his blood is a match, you don't have to accept anything, that's why you're being asked to sign those papers"

"where is he?"

"Don't' you believe me?" asked Vivian just as the door opened.

"Um…" said Grissom noticing the two angry people.

"Could you come back later?" asked Vivian but was interrupted by her son.

"No, I want to talk to him. Alone" he added as his mother sat back on her chair

His heart racing, Grissom approached his son's bed as Vivian, shooting him an ugly look, left the room.

"What is it, Robbie?" he asked trying to keep his nervous voice in check.

"Well…the doctor just handed me this sheet to sign in case I get worse again. It says you volunteered to donate your kidney…I don't understand…"

Sighing, Grissom hung his head and, thinking it's now or never, began his long explanation.

"Listen, Robbie. There's something you have to understand, what I'm about to tell you is against your mom's wishes, but I think you have the right to know."

Not understanding what was going on, Robbie nodded.

"Nineteen years ago, I was sent on a forensic seminar to New York city. There, I met a wonderful woman cop. She showed me around the town, and we began a romantic relationship. Two weeks later, I had to return to San Diego and she decided to stay in New York, so we parted and haven't spoken since. Are you following me so far?"

Robbie nodded, now more confused than ever.

"When I met you a few weeks ago, I was intrigued by you and I didn't know why. Now I do. Robbie, when we collected your DNA samples for the investigation, we got a hit. I remember you telling me that there was no way Carl Cooper was really your dad, well, he isn't. I am." After revealing this, Grissom paused hoping that the boy would speak.

It took several seconds, but he did.

"You…you're my father?" he asked incredulously looking through the glass door at where his mother was fuming.

Grissom nodded and said "but I didn't know about it…your mother never told me. And I know it might be confusing for you, and I understand if you want time to think things over, but I'd really like to get to know you."

Again, Robbie nodded "Me too…"

To Grissom's surprise, Robbie extended his hand and, moments later, Grissom accepted it and they shook hands. It was at that moment that Vivian stormed in.

"You had no right to tell him!" she shouted standing too close to Grissom.

"I already told you Vivian, I had every right. He's my son too!"

"No he isn't, he didn't need to know…"

"Mom!" shouted Robbie "I can't believe you! Mr. Grissom's right! He's my father fro god's sake, he has every right to get to know me, and I have every right to know! I can't believe you'd try and hide this from me, what kid of person are you?!"

"The kind that wants to protect you. He walked out on me. What's to say he won't walk out on you too?"

"What?!" asked Grissom suddenly furious "I did what?! I didn't know you were pregnant! You never bothered to tell me! You just assumed it was the other guy's and never though that I'd want to know my son!"

"You still walked out on me, Gil. We spent a lot of time together and you just walked away without any regrets!"

"I wasn't looking for love Vivian, and from what you told me back then, neither were you!"

"Wow, time out!" shouted Robbie "Here's how things are going, I'm staying in Vegas, I got college here, and now I have family too. I will be spending time with my Father and getting to know everything you kept from me" said Robbie directing his words at Vivian "You, can do whatever you please. But don't you dare try and intervene in my life! You knew all along who my father was and you kept it from me, you knew…I don't want anything more to do with you!" shouted Robbie who was now sitting up in his bed.

"I'm your mother, how dare you speak to me like this?!"

"You're not my mother, my mother wouldn't have done what you've done, Mr. Grissom did nothing wrong when he left you, you were a fling. The only one who did something wrong here, was you!"

On the verge of tears and fuming, Vivian stormed out of the room and slammed the door behind her. Once she was gone, Robbie turned to Grissom.

"What now?" he asked.

"Um…I…Look, I don't know what to do here, I was going to suggest coffee, but well, you're stranded in bed…so…"

"I can have orange juice…" said Robbie smiling and, returning his son's smile, Grissom called for the nurse.

When, 10 minutes later, the juice arrived, the two men starting talking.

"Look, Mr…" Robbie paused "Dad"

Hearing this, Grissom smiled.

"I don't' want you to feel like you're obliged to look after me, I'm 18. I just really want to get to know you…All my life I've wanted to know who my father really was, now's my chance…I don't want anything from you."

Nodding, grissom spoke "What do you want to know?"

Smiling, Robbie said "Whoa re you? What do you do?"

"Well, my birth name is Gilbert Aaron Grissom. I was born in San Diego, I moved to Vegas when I was 35, I've been Supervisor for 14 years…I have a degree in Biology and PhD in Forensic Entomology…"

"Well, that isn't anything I couldn't have gotten from the internet" said Robbie smiling "I want the real you, do you have a family? I just really want to know…"

Taking a sip of his juice, Grissom answered "Yes, I have a family. I met my wife, Sara, 16 years ago at a forensic conference in San Francisco, two years later she came to work for me in Vegas. I spent the next 5 years ignoring how I felt about her and then, I finally let her in. We've been married for eight years and have to kids."

"Ah…" said Robbie like he'd just found the answer to some complex question "that's where I get my ineptitude with girls from…"

Laughing, Grissom nodded "probably is."

"…and your wife, does she…"

"Know about you?" Grissom smiled "Yes, I told her last night. She's a great woman, very supportive."

"And my siblings?"

Smiling again, Grissom spoke "Charlotte is 7 years old and Colin 4"

Smiling, Robbie said "I'd love to meet them, if that's ok with you…"

Grissom nodded "Of course, I'll talk to Sara and we'll all come and visit you one of these days, I want them to get to know you too. After all, you're part of the family. But what about you?"

"What about me? I'm not really all that interesting. I'm 18…what's there to tell?"

"Well, for example, what's your full name, I thinks as your father I'm entitled to that much detail…"

Smiling, the answered "Robert Rhett Cooper…I always thought it was weird, but my mom said it made perfect sense in her mind…"

Grissom smiled understanding what Vivian had been thinking "Yea… 'Gone with the Wind' … there was a special showing of it in a downtown theatre one night and she really wanted to watch it. I guess she figured that was the night you were conceived. I remember telling her how I admired Rhett for sticking with Scarlett even though she didn't admit she loved him. She thought it was a quality all men should have, sticking up for love, not giving up easily…I guess she hopes the name will give you that quality…"

Nodding, Robbie said "yea, I guess that make sense…"

They spent the next three hours chatting until a nurse came and told Grissom that he had to leave. Before going, though, Grissom told Robbie that he'd be back the next day, and that hopefully, he'd be bringing his family with him.

TBC

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