Came with the Wind

Disclaimer: I don not won CBS, CSI or any of its characters...if I did, there's NO WAY Jorja Fox would be leaving! (on that note, KEEP JORJA FOX ON CSI!!)

A/N: Just wanted to point out that this story doesn't fit into any particular time frame, and that some parts may be slightly OOC.

I'd also like to tell you that I'm always open to constructive criticism, if you're only reviewing to flame, don't bother…

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"Charlie! You're going to be late for school!" yelled Sara as she grabbed her car keys and joined her husband at the front door.

"Coming!" shouted back the little girl.

Sighing, Sara checked her watch again. Next to her, Gil Grissom was busy tying their son's shoe-lace while the boy held a model of a colourful exotic bug in one hand and a car in the other; he was obviously torn between his father's geeky interests and what everyone else liked.

Sara Sidle and Gil Grissom had gotten married secretly 8 years previously and only admitted to their relationship a year later when Sara announced that she was expecting their first child. When on a cold (-ish) night, Charlotte Grissom was born, Grissom knew that he'd found his place in the world; nothing he'd ever done felt as gratifying as holding his baby daughter in his arms while watching the love of his life sleep. Three years later, already well trained parents, Grissom and Sara had welcomed Colin Aaron Grissom to the family. Now, 4 years later, they were as happy as could be; everything was perfect.

"Charlotte!" yelled her father as he began to open the door.

"I'm coming!" she shouted running down the stairs in a navy blue skirt, Looney-Toons' t-shirt, pony tails and red converse all-stars.

Once the kids were dropped off at school, Grissom dropped Sara off at the lab and drove off to UNLV where he was going to be lecturing on Forensic pathology for two days.

To his great surprise, the room filled up within the first 10 minutes and he actually had people stranding at the back just to be able to listen to him.

"…and that is all for today" he concluded after an hour and a half of speaking and 15 minutes of questions. Slowly and talking excitedly between themselves, the students began to file out and Grissom began to pack up.

"Excuse me, Dr Grissom" said a freshman boy approaching the podium.

"Yea" said Grissom looking up. In the many lectures he'd given over the years, only a handful of people had ever come up to talk to him afterwards, the first being Sara.

"Hi, my name is Robert Cooper, I had a few questions that I didn't get time to ask"

Suddenly, Grissom recognised the boy, he'd asked several questions during the question part of the lecture and frankly, he was surprised by the boy's intelligence.

"Sure, fire away"

After a while, of talking, the two were surprised to find that 15 minutes had passed.

"Wow, it's getting late, I should probably let you leave. I'm sorry for taking up so much of your time, sir."

Smiling, Grissom replied "it's no problem; I actually have the day off work, so I really have nothing better to do than answer your questions, which, by the way, are quite interesting."

"Thank you, I'd love to continue this, but I have a class to go to."

"Well, if you're free after class, you could join me for a cup of coffee in the cafeteria, I can wait" suggested Grissom picking up his folder and walking with the young man to the door.

"Sure, I'd like that. Thank you Dr"

That night at home, Grissom told Sara about the lecture and the intriguing boy whom he'd had coffee with.

"He was surprisingly intelligent and knew a astonishing amount of things about Forensic Pathology for a first year medical student. He actually came to talk to me after the lecture."

"I thought only I got to do that…" said Sara smirking as she put food on her son's plate.

Smiling back, Grissom continued to praise Robbie as his kids fought over which movie to watch before going to bed; the final verdict was 'A Bug's Life' – it always was.

On the second and final day of lecturing at UNLV, Grissom was again surprised by the Robert's attention and elaborate questions. Once everything was over, Grissom wrote his number down for the student and told him to call if he ever had any more questions.

Two weeks later, he did call; from the station.

"Jim! What's going on?" asked Grissom walking into the station where a group of 4 boys, amongst whom was Robbie, were being guarded by the same number of large cops.

"Rape case, the girl survived and named her attackers. We have them in custody now; you should be working the case…"

"I was about to start when I got a call…" turning to Robbie he spoke "…what happened?"

"I…um…can I speak to you?" asked the boy trying to tug away from his cop.

Nodding, Grissom told the guard who's name tag read 'Stevens' and led the still hand-cuffed boy into an interrogation room.

"Care to explain this?" asked Grissom sounding disappointed.

"I didn't do anything I swear! I called you because I figured you'd be able to get me off"

"Robbie, after everything I told you, you should know only the evidence can get you off…and I promise I'll find the truth, no matter what it is."

Sighing, Robbie sat in one of the chairs "I don't even know what happened. One minute we're all having a great time, the next this girl is screaming that she was raped and when the cops got there, they booked us all."

Sighing almost as heavily as the boy had, Grissom too took a seat in front of him "tell me the truth, no elaborations, just the truth" he said.

"Well?" asked Brass as Grissom left the room behind Robbie who was immediately led to the holding cell.

"I don't know, Jim. I'm inclined to believe him, the kid has a perfect track record…then again, I know he knows how to cover this up…he's very smart. I'm going to head back to the lab, see what the guys found at the scene, I'll call you when I'm done."

As the Supervisor walked off, Brass called "you sure you want to work this case, you like the boy, you're biased"

Spinning on his heals, Grissom spoke calmly but Brass knew he'd struck a nerve "I wouldn't be biased even if you were the suspect, Jim" shaking his head in a manner that seemed to say 'you should know me better than that', Grissom walked off.

"Hey" greeted Sara as Grissom entered the lab holding a file

"Hi…" he said walking up to the computer she was sitting at.

Knowing what was troubling her husband, Sara spun round on the chair to face him and spoke "it's 'your' Robbie, isn't it?" she asked as he nodded.

"I don't know weather to believe him or not…"

"Honey," she soothed "follow the evidence that's what you've always told me to do"

Nodding, Grissom turned to the computer as Sara stood and left the room to go get something to eat. On the screen, Grissom saw that Sara already had all the DNA samples from the boys running through CODIS, probably checking if any of them had priors until DNA from the SAE kit arrived for comparison.

Figuring it would take a while, Grissom left the computer to do it's searching while he joined his beloved wife in the break room.

An hour later, after checking the computer with Sara several times, Grissom handed her the car keys so she could go and pick their kids up while he rested his eyes in his office.

Beep, beep, beep.

Grissom was awoken by the irritating sound of his pager going off. It was a 911 from Mia from DNA; the results were up and she'd gotten a hit.

"Hit?" he asked upon entering the lab and was met by Mia's serious face "what is it?" he asked.

"Um…on that rape case, Sara ran the DNA to find priors…"

Nodding, Grissom tried to move things along "yes, I know…"

Mia interrupted him "CODIS got a hit…um…" she decided it would be easier to show him and simply moved out of the way so he could look at the screen.

It took several seconds for the information on the screen to make its way fully into Grissom's brain.

"Grissom?" asked Mia tentatively.

"Er…"

There, on the screen were two pictures, one on each side with large green letters blinking in the middle: 'Match Found'.

Match Found he thought trying to make sense of the information Match Found between a CSI and one of the suspects…not just any CSI he thought ME! And…Robbie?!

"Grissom!?" Mia tried again "Gil!" she shouted on the third try effectively making him jump.

"Oh…um…" he looked back at the screen "there must be some kind of mistake…"

Shaking her head, Mia said "No…I checked…7 allies in common…that means Father, Brother or…"

Grissom interrupted her "…son"

Without another word, Grissom left the DNA lab and headed for his office; a dark, silent room was what he needed right now…that and to make sense of this sudden turn of events.

TBC

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