Title- Peaks and Valleys
Author- jtbwriter and garretelliot
Disclaimer- We still don't own them, but we refuse to stop playing with other people's toys.
Author's Note- We just couldn't stay away from garretelliot's characters, so here's another Sarah and Garret fic.
Sarah noticed that Jordan had been smiling all day, which was just a little scary. Whenever anyone asked what had her so happy she would simply say 'you'll find out tonight'. Garret told Sarah at lunch that he was convinced the brunette was planning some sort of mayhem to complicate his life but then, Garret was always a little paranoid when it came to Jordan.
That evening Sarah and the rest of the morgue family, along with Max, gathered at Woody and Jordan's new house for dinner. After the table was set and everyone settled into their seats, Wren, being the most impatient, spoke up.
"Okay Madam Mysterious, what gives?"
Woody and Jordan grinned at each other. "You tell them." Jordan said.
"No, you tell them." Woody responded, his grin growing bigger by the second.
"Somebody better spill it quick," Lily interjected, "Wren looks ready to commit murder and I'm not far behind."
"Oh all right," Jordan said. "Woody and I have some really big news." She took Woody's hand and smiled at their assembled friends. "We're pregnant."
Wren and Lily dove for Jordan to hug her as Max, who had been told earlier, was beaming at the room in general as Garret, shook first his hand, then Woody's and kissed Jordan on the forehead. Nigel and Bug waited impatiently for their turn at Jordan as Woody was grouped hugged by Lily and Wren. No one noticed that Sarah had quietly slipped from the table and stepped onto the back deck.
Wren turned to say something to her best friend and realized she had disappeared. Quickly realizing just what the news would have meant to Sarah, Wren went in search of her. Finally locating her, sitting on the steps, Wren sat beside her and put an arm around her shoulder.
"Sass, honey?" She said softly.
"Wren, I feel like a complete jerk, I couldn't hug her. All I could think was that I wished I it were me." Sarah sniffed back a tear. "I want a baby so much."
"It could happen, honey." Wren felt as though her heart would break for Sarah. "Just because you've miscarried before doesn't mean you can't have a child. Besides I'm not entirely convinced that those miscarriages weren't a direct result of the stress of living with Harrison. Never knowing if he was going to beat you or not for some imagined infraction of his rules."
"Three miscarriages in three years does not bode well for a successful pregnancy, Wren. Besides, I'm not even sure that Garret wants children."
"You've haven't told him, have you?" Wren was astonished. Garret and Sarah had been close since just after Sarah arrived in Boston. He had supported her through the last few weeks of her divorce as a friend and quickly became more after the final decree was signed.
Then Harrison had attack Sarah and nearly killed her, causing not only physical damage, but soul deep wounds that had taken months to heal. Through it all Garret had been right beside her, refusing to give up even when Sarah herself was convinced she'd never recover. He'd followed her to Memphis and brought her back, when she'd run away because she was certain that he would come to resent her weakness. After countless sessions with her therapist, Sarah had finally accepted the proposal Garret had made in the Memphis airport.
The two had quietly slipped away for a weekend in Vermont, two weeks after Jordan and Woody had finally said 'I do'. Nigel, Wren and Abby had been invited along and sworn to secrecy. With Abby and Wren as co-Maids of Honor and Nigel as best man, the two had been married in a small church in upstate Vermont, one brisk early October afternoon.
Wren had thought Jordan and Woody's wedding was beautiful. The flower bedecked church and phalanx of well wishing police officers in dress blues, had been impressive. But the sight of her best friend standing at the altar of that run down, old church in Vermont in a pair of blue jeans and a sweater, holding a bunch of late season wild flowers that Abby had picked for her and beaming up at Garret, had surpassed even a royal wedding.
Wren, Abby and Nigel had quietly slipped away from the table at the little supper club where they'd gone celebrate, while the two were dancing and left word with the waitress that they would head back to Boston in the car Nigel had rented that afternoon, leaving the newlyweds to share at least a one night honeymoon before returning to the city.
Since then, Sarah and Garret were rarely apart and Wren would have sworn they had no secrets. Now she realized that Sarah hadn't told Garret anything about her numerous pregnancies during her first marriage or her desire for a baby. Sarah's so far futile quest for motherhood had wounded her in a way Harrison had never achieved, for all the systematic abuse he had subjected her to.
"Honey, you gotta tell him, you can't just let this eat away at you." Wren advised. "He's your husband, he should know."
"Wren, Garret already has a grown daughter, I doubt he wants another child and I doubt I could even have one. There's just no point in depressing him, I'm depressed enough for both of us." Sarah wiped her eyes with her sleeve.
"Besides, it's a moot point. I'm not pregnant and never likely to be again. Dr. Hanley said after my last miscarriage, that the chance of my becoming pregnant was very low. If I did become pregnant, the chances of my carrying to term are even lower and he doubted I would survive another miscarriage."
"Old Doc Hanley should have been run out of practice years ago. The old coot barely has opposable thumbs." Wren snorted. "Isn't he the same idiot that told you ,since you were getting married, there was no need to finish your medical degree?"
"Jefferson Hanley may be a complete Victorian relic, but he's a good GYN. He knows his stuff, Wren." Sarah stared out into the darkness and sighed. "It's not going to happen, but that doesn't stop me from wanting."
The back door opened and Garret stepped out. "I wondered where you two were." He pulled Sarah into his arms as she stood and turned toward him.
"I just needed a little air and Wren came looking for me." She smiled up at him and tightened her arms around him. "Have I told you lately how much I love you?"
"Well I think you missed the hourly update on that." Garret smiled, then leaned down to kiss her.
"I'm may gag at the sweetness level out here." Wren teased. "You two could send a diabetic into a coma."
"Just balancing out your sour disposition, Toots." Sarah shot back. "And you're one to talk, you and Nigel are a candy shop all on your own." She looked up at Garret. "Can you give us a minute, hon?"
"Don't take too long. Jordan was asking where you were." He kissed her once more and headed back inside.
"Not a word please, Wren. To anyone." Sarah pleaded.
"Sass, I'm not gonna tell your story, but the man deserves to know." Wren stated baldly.
"I'll tell him, in my own time." She answered. "I promise."
"Well, let's go inside. Think you can talk to Jordan now?" Wren asked.
"Yes, I've got the baby yen under control again." Sarah joked lamely.
"Sass, I'd give anything to fix this for you." Wren hugged her friend.
"I know, sweetie. I just have to deal with it." Sarah squeezed back and the two women rejoined their friends.
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