Grissom nodded to Olivia and instinctivly grabbed her hand, smiling down at her. "Just follow me, it won't be long. I know you're doing your best and I'm trying to find out where Auntie Rosa is so we can go visit her." He watched where he was going, his face suddenly serious as he weaved through the labs and went to Hodges.
"Hodges, I need you to process this now." Hodges turned around sitting on a chair in the middle of reading a book. "Nothing to do? I've got something to do. Hang right here by the door Olivia." He smiled toward her and walked over to Hodges who instantly set down the book and stood up.
"What'dya got?"
"I need you to compare DNA from this swab and my DNA on file for any resemblence. I need to find out if this girl is related to me." Whispering the last part in his ear, Hodges' eyes grew wide and whistled soft and low.
"Gotcha, anything else?"
"Yeah, hold on, I need to get a blood sample from her. Olivia, can you come here please?" Picking her up and sitting her on a chair, Grissom kneeled down and sadly smiled. "I need you to be a brave girl again while Mr. Hodges here, my friend, gives you a needle. We just want you to be okay. Hodges." Grissom nodded, Hodges nodding back with gloves on and the needle ready, just to draw the blood from the skin. Grabbing her hands, Grissom leaned over to match her height.
"Just watch me, okay? Ready, one, two, three." Hodges stuck the needle into her arm, wiggling it around slightly, and quickly pulling it back out. Wiping the needle and small bleeding hole with another swab, he collected Olivia's blood as Grissom held out a small box. "Pick a band-aid, and thank you." Sitting the box on her lap, he realized Sara still hadn't picked up yet on the phone on his ear. "Sara? Sara, are you there?! Hodges, drug test it. Call me as soon as they're done, actually a minute before they'll be ready so I can get here as they finish." Grissom gave him a steady look and helped Olivia place the small neon purple band-aid on her upper arm. Helping her down, he smiled again and led her back through the maze of labs and stopped at the breakroom. "Are you hungry? Thirsty? Do you need anything? Sleep?" He sounded like a worried father. 'In fact,' he chuckled,'I guess I'm sort of a surrogate one.'