The doctor watched as Sara walked slowly down the passage, keeping pace with Gil. If he hadn't been part of the story, he would never have believed the miracle he was witnessing. There had been no hope that Gil would wake up. He was as good as dead. Still, Sara sat by his bed for three months, never giving up hope.

Then he woke up. Gil Grissom beat the odds. After another month in the hospital and intensive physical therapy, he was walking, albeit slowly- and with a cane and a slight limp. He will be able to lose the cane soon and then the only tell-tale sign of the horrible ordeal he survived would be the limp. That and the scars. The doctor sighed again, smiling as the couple turned back towards Gil's room. He walked up to them.

"You look good," he commented, looking Gil up and down.

"I feel good," Gil said with a smile. The doctor noticed he was slightly out of breath, but that was to be expected.

"Well, then, let's see you get out of here." The doctor showed them the papers in his hand and he had a hard time deciding whose smile was the biggest – Sara or Gil.


The newly married couple was happy as they looked down at the small bundle of joy in Sara's arms. It had been only four months after Grissom had been released from hospital and they were back for a different reason. While they were there, they had a lot of visitors. Not only half of the LVPD, but also the crime lab, and even some nurses they'd met from Grissom's stay in their ward. Grissom looked down and couldn't stop a tear from trailing down his face as he took in the features of his son. To think, a couple of months ago he thought he was not going to make it.

"Happy, Griss?" Nick asked, pulling Grissom out of his morbid thoughts.

"More than you could ever know, Nicky," he answered with a proud smile, once again turning his blue gaze back to his new born son. He put an arm around Sara.

"He's perfect," Sara whispered as she looked down at their son in her arms. The rest of the team sent up cheers.

"Thank you," Grissom said, looking around the room.

"For what?" Catherine piped up, her arms still wrapped around Brass' waist.

"For being here and standing by us- by me, these last months. I wouldn't be here if not for you all." He'd said it before when they threw a party for him shortly after he went home, but at that moment he just had to say it again. The team kept silent. Grissom looked around the smiling faces. Nick and Greg were bantering about one or another cute nurse they had seen, and Warrick was standing with his new girlfriend, chatting with Catherine and Brass, who had gotten engaged a couple of days before.

"Griss?" Sara called softly.

"Yeah?" he asked, looking into her expressive brown eyes.

"A name?" she asked. They had discussed it and it was time to announce it to their family.

"Guys, I would like you to meet: Zachary Gilbert Grissom," he said and a round of cheers went around the room while little Zach slept in his mother's arms.

Five years later

"Daddy!" A small voice cried out in excitement. Grissom turned around and opened his arms just in time to catch the little whirlwind who'd been aiming for him.

"Zach!" Grissom shouted back, mirroring his son's enthusiasm even if he didn't know what it was about.

"Look what I catched, Daddy. A baby bug." He held up his small hand for his father to take a look and his little face shone with pride as his dad leaned in closer, inspecting his find.

"Wow! That's so cool!" Grissom smiled and kissed his son on his forehead. The boy wiggled himself out of his father's arms, heading straight for where his mother stood talking to Catherine. Grissom watched him go, pride etched on his face.

"What was that about?" Brass asked from behind and Grissom turned to see his two oldest friends standing next to each other, with smiles on their faces.

"He caught a 'baby bug'," Grissom answered, as he accepted a beer offered by Nick.

"Like in a small bug?" Greg asked also joining the conversation.

"Nope, as in a 'ladybug'. He can't remember the name, so he makes up his own," Grissom announced smiling, getting a few chuckles from the other men.

"Well, looks like the apple didn't fall too far from the tree," Warrick said, making Al choke on his beer.

"As long as Zach doesn't cook like his father, he'll be fine," Al said between laughs.

Grissom looked around at his family again. The women were standing not too far away, chatting. Sara caught his eye and smiled. She was three months pregnant again and she made a very good mother. Catherine was happily married to Brass and they opted to adopt two children, a boy and girl. Warrick's wife was looking over at her little girl and the newest addition to the family. Nick was engaged and Greg was the only bachelor left. The group had bets going for when he would get married.

"I guess this is a kind of reverse justice," Grissom said, turning back to his friends.


"Well, think about it. Ecklie wanted 'justice', he wanted to ruin my life – instead he was responsible for a very happy life." Grissom smiled as the others nodded. Yes, this was definitely reversed justice.

Well there you go! The final chapter of Reverse Justice. This was written for Blu3crush who wanted GSR (hope you liked it) and Calim1 who wanted to see Griss and his son. Thank you to everybody who shared this journey with me. Favourites and alerts as well as reviewers – you guys rock.

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I do not own any of the show's characters. I do own this story and little Zach. Thanks again to my beta, C. Nicole, for her hard work.

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