Veronica had borrowed a book and read it before she fell to sleep, and still she woke up before Catherine. Lindsey was in the living room watching TV when Veronica came down the stairs. She looked at the TV in 10 seconds before she found herself another book.
When Catherine came down an hour later the two girls was curled up in a corner of the couch each, Lindsey was watching something and Veronica was deep in a book. Their legs were tangled together, so they both had enough place. They hadn't talked much, but both had accepted each other. Veronica looked up from her book.
"Catherine can you drive me home? I need new clothes." Catherine smiled at her and nodded.
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She looked herself in, and had to smile when she came in to the living room. Her dad had apparently never gone to bed, oh and he had company. Not that it looked planed. Grissom was sitting in the corner couch, sleeping. And well it didn't look comfortable. Sara looked a little more comfortable, but not much. Her head was resting on Grissoms shoulder. Veronica took a moment to watch them, before she figured she would have to wake them. They were supposed to be at work in a couple of hours.
She figured she would be nice and make coffee first. The smell of coffee woke Sara, and that woke Grissom. Both looked confused around when Veronica came in with two cups of coffee.
"You know, next time I would go for the bed if I were you. You know more comfortable." She said as she walked to her room. "Oh and you got two hours before you have to be at work." And with that she had disappeared.
"Two hours? I have to go." Grissom pulled her closer to him before she could move and kissed the top of her head.
"I'll make some food, and you can go after we have eaten something." She had placed her head at his chest, and she was nodding against it. "Veronica you want some food?" Grissom yelled. Her head appeared from her door.
"Yes, that would be good." She smiled at her father and Sara before her head disappeared again.
It didn't take long before she came out her room. With wet here, a jeans and a red top. She sat down next to Sara in the couch, she looked kind of lost.
"Something wrong?" Veronica asked.
"Oh, no. Thing are perfect."
"Then why the look?"
"I'm just thinking."
Veronica nodded. "Do you want more coffee?" Sara nodded. Veronica figured that after sleeping in at not very comfortable position on the couch Sara probably still was tired. So she took her cup and went to the kitchen.
She hugged her dad, then she went for the coffee. He smiled at her. It was nice to have her around. He liked the tough of having both Veronica and Sara there. He watch his daughter fill the cup with coffee before she disappeared to the living room. Grissom continued smiling to himself while he made food.
Veronica put the cup down in front of Sara, who took it and took a sip. She looked at the woman, she seem to come to herself while she was drinking the coffee. Veronica made at mental note, Sara needed to cups of coffee in the morning. She also notices that the woman looked happier now then she did when they had coffee a couple of days ago. Her dad had looked happy to.
Veronica dragged Sara to her feet, and led her to her bedroom. She opened her closeted.
"You don't have to go home to changes. You can borrow something of me. And you can borrow my shower too. It will clear you head, and maybe help with the sore neck."
"How did you know?"
"The neck?" Sara nodded. "Well it didn't look very comfortable when you slept. And my neck always hurts when I fall I sleep on a couch."
Sara smiled gratefully at Veronica.
Sara was very happy, but so many things had happened this morning. She never toughed Grissom actually loved her anymore. She had never planned to fall to sleep here, but they had come back here to talk. They apparently had fallen to sleep. Even if her neck and back hurt, she hadn't sleeper that well in a long time.
Veronica had gone out of her room giving Sara some privacy. She went to the kitchen and sat with the table watching her dad making food.
"Need some help?" She asked. Both she and Grissom knew she couldn't cook.
"You can set the table if you want. Where is Sara?"
"I let her borrow my shower and some close, that way she doesn't have to go home, and she will have more time."
Grissom smiled at her. She was both smart and nice. And even if he hadn't been there through childhood he was very proved of her.