�We saw Sara, Uncle Gil!� Lindsay bounded into the lab with adolescent exuberance.
Grissom looked up sharply and stared pointedly at Catherine. Lindsay continued on in a stream of jabber. �My friend from the beach party was staying where Sara is living now and when we got back to her hotel, no, it�s not a hotel. What is it mommy?�
�A Bed & Breakfast,� Catherine responded.
�Yes, a B & B. When we got back, Sara was there with mommy. She�s getting fat.�
�She�s not fat. She�s put on a few pounds. She looks better.� Catherine understood Sara�s reasoning for not letting Grissom know about the baby. She would feel the same way. She wouldn�t play that card unless she absolutely had to. But she had no qualms about letting her daughter divulge the information she had promised not to give.
�Where�s Warrick? I want to tell him about the surf board I go to ride.�
�I think he�s in DNA with Greg,� Grissom answered, still looking at Catherine. When Lindsay bounded out, he asked, �How is she?�
�Gil, she made me promise not to tell you where she was or even that I had seen her. But there is one thing I can tell you. She is moving on with her life. But not in the direction you expected.�
Grissom raised his eyebrow in question.
�Gil, do you trust me?�
�With my life, Catherine.�
�Then trust me on this. You need to contact her. You need to make sure she knows you love her. Because it is not only your life at stake. If you don�t, you will regret it for the rest of your life.�
Grissom shook his head. �She is moving on. Let her find the man who will give her what she needs.�
In frustration, Catherine shouted, �You have given her what she needs!� In a calmer voice, �Don�t walk away from her, Gil. She needs you, now more than ever.�
Grissom�s eyes narrowed. �What are you not telling me, Catherine?�
�I told you, I promised on Lindsay�s life I wouldn�t tell you. Just trust me. Go to her. Before you miss out on�.the life you both deserve.�