Title – Tuesday Afternoon

Disclaimer – I don't own CSI :(. But I am sure if we all pull our money together we can buy Sara and Grissom to make our own CSI together haha.

Summary – Sara finds out she's pregnant. Now she's faced with telling the other's and the pressure of her job.

Rating – T

Author's Note – This story takes place sometime around the third season.

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When the wind was whistling through the cracks in the window panes sending the curtains in a dancing frenzy and the shadows cast eerie figures on the wall, sent shivers down anyone's back. The creaks and odd electrical buzz noises were heard throughout the house and this was the time Sara Sidle hated being alone.

A rare, large storm was dousing the citizen's and guests of Las Vegas to Mother Nature's wrath. The wind was strong and chilly to the bone, the rain felt like small pellets falling from the sky and the lighting was brighter then the sun while the thunder shook walls.

Tonight was not a night Sara wanted to be alone, she even spent hours turning and tossing trying to sleep but she … shamelessly became reliant on another's comfort. Although he rarely shared her bed … and they would almost never spend the night at each other's houses she still became used to his arms around her at night. He helped her sleep and get through the nightmares and dark lingering thoughts.

After a loud crack she gave a start and sat up quickly coming to a conclusion. She dialed his number and waited for four rings before his hoarse voice came on the line.

"Yes?"

"I need you… I can't sleep." She spoke quietly hoping he'd take the bait and bite.

He hesitated but finally he said, "I'll be right in." and hung up, it was a weird choice of words but whatever. As long as he was on his way.

She sat up waiting for him for thirty minutes and as each minute passed a strange upset feeling would rise in her stomach. Lately she has been feeling needy and emotional and that alone gave her an unsettling feeling.

A knock came at the door and she pulled it open revealing the one person she needed right now, "Hey." She smiled stepping back to let her tall lover in.

"You okay?" He asked.

She nodded and went into his arms, "I am now."

"Sara…" he seemed hesitant as if he wasn't sure how to tell her, "You can't keep calling in the middle of the night requesting me."

Her shoulders tensed in his arms and he immediately regretted his words and wished he could swallow them. He cared for her, he did… but he couldn't keep slipping out in the middle of the night even with his job being what it was. People would begin to find his actions … suspicious.

He tilted her chin up and kissed her using his foot to shut the front door. They made their way to her bed and continued their kissing frenzy.

His large hands roamed her body, heating her and giving her the comfort she craved as their bodies hit the bed. She pulled his clothes off and he did the same for her. Their grunts and moans were the only sounds heard besides the sound of their flesh hitting flesh. He hated when she scratched him, said there would be questions, but in the moment of ecstasy it was hard not too. And as he cried out her name she knew he wouldn't care until the morning.

She held onto his face as he breathed in and out heavily and fell into her arms coming down from his post orgasmic state.

He kissed her forehead and rolled off to the side taking her in his arms. She took comfort in his warmth knowing that by the time she would wake up he would be gone.

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Sara took another sip of her coffee and leaned against the counter. She was lonely at home once again and just as she assumed, he was gone before the daylight. She had the entire day to herself until the sun began to set, so Sara figured around seven she would head into work, only about three hours early.

She heard footsteps and looked up to see Sophia come waltzing in, she turned and spotted Sara.

"You're here early."

Sara only nodded and kept sipping her coffee.

"When was the last time you took a vacation Sara? You look beat."

Sara's glare should have been enough to split the blonde's head open but she just stood there waiting for Sara's answer. When none came she shook her head and took off.

Sara sighed, even though she disliked the woman, she was right. Sara was getting tired. It wasn't like her; she always had an abundance of energy and could keep going for days and days. Now it seemed she would get tired from just coming into work now.

"You're here early." She looked up to see Grissom talking to her. He went straight to the coffee.

She smirked, "You too."

"I have an excuse," He said pouring some honey into his coffee and taking a sip. A look of contentment washed over his features, "I had court and came in to do some paperwork."

"I was bored."

"Brass just got a call for a B & E if you are interested in it my dear." He left leaving her with a wink.

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Sara was sitting in the locker room, the Breaking and Entering turned out to be a 419, AKA, dead body and took her all day to process the scene since she was there so early nobody was available to back her up. She was way past on a double and decided to turn the evidence into the lab and come back tomorrow with a fresh pair of eyes. That's what Grissom always told her anyways. She grimaced as she pulled her boots off and rubbed her aching toes.

"Hey Sara," Catherine came into the locker room and smiled sitting down next to the brunette, she had already gone home, Sara never did. She looked around and saw it was clear, "Do you by any chance have any tampons? I completely forgot I was supposed to start today." Catherine laughed rolling her eyes.

Sara smiled and reached into her locker and stopped short the tips of her fingers on the box. Realization dawned on her. When was the last time she had hers? Was it bad that she couldn't remember? Normally she would shrug it off and guess she just forgot but wasn't late, but her box of tampons was full… she never used them.

"Fuck." She whispered.

"Sara?"

"Here." Sara thrust the box at her and stood up closing her locker. Now she had to rush off to the drug store and hope she was wrong. She couldn't handle this. A baby? Ohhh not good at all. She was rushing through the halls that she never noticed Grissom walking the same way that is, until she slammed into him.

She shook her head, he was the last person she needed to see right now. She needed to think about what to do or how to tell him if it was true.

"Sorry Griss…" She mumbled rubbing her head where it collided into his clip board.

"You okay?" He asked gently taking her shoulder into his hand.

"I'm fine, just tired. I'm heading out, I'll see you later." She said as she was walking past him and out the double doors leading towards the parking garage.

Grissom shook his head, she has been acting weird lately. Really needy and emotional. That wasn't the Sara he knew. Sara Sidle acted like she didn't need anyone and would go days without rest, now she couldn't go one day without sleep.

"Grissom you got a moment?" Archie's voice came ringing in from behind him.

Grissom sighed and turned to give his attention to the young lab rat.

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Sara spent a few hours cruising along the strip, weaving in and out of tourists and watching the entertainment the casinos provided for audience and hope that they will stay at their hotel. She needed some time to think and in truth she was avoiding the truth. She had a gut feeling that she was indeed pregnant but that didn't mean she couldn't still be in denial.

After being bumped into the third time Sara went straight to a Walgreens and got what she needed, several pregnancy boxes. She shoved the money onto the counter and took off back towards her car feeling mixed feelings. She felt sick and afraid.

The thought of her, miss –stay-up-all-night-solving-puzzles, a mother? She watched as a family of bright yellow hair walked by, the two daughters were holding onto their older brother's hand as he carefully listened to what his father was telling him. The mother was standing more towards the back watching them with love. Sara walked past them wondering if that could ever be them, watching their children with love. Little dark haired brats waking them up in the morning crying about something and perhaps… she would like being a mother?

Sara got into her car once she walked back to it, placed her purchases on the passenger side and slammed her car door shut. Her stomach was in knots and she felt anxious to the core. She drove home in silence and without music she wanted so bad to call him but she didn't want to disturb him at work, especially when she wasn't sure.

She walked into her apartment and now it suddenly felt too small and lonely, not at all fit for a baby. Her living room was right when she stepped into the doorway, behind that was her desk, office actually. Her kitchen was to the left of that. And to the right was her single bedroom and a master bathroom.

Which is where she was headed with her bag of goodies. This was it, she thought as she placed one by one of the plastic applicators on the sink, this would seal her fate. When she couldn't go anymore she flushed and washed her hands counting out ten pregnancy tests. It said to wait fifteen minutes and she knew this was going to be the longest fifteen minutes of her life.

She made it through, she twiddled her thumbs and sat on the toilet seat, and once the 'ding' was heard Sara was on her feet picking up one of the plastic fate holders.

The pink plus sign stared her up in the face and her breath quickened as well as her heart beat. She felt hot under the collar and she dropped the small test picking up another. Again she repeated it by picking up and dropping all ten of the tests.

She thought she steeled herself but apparently staring at nine positive and only one negative pregnancy test's was more real then she could ever imagine. The tears flowed freely down her cheeks. She slid to the floor holding one of the plastic tests and looked at it. She was pregnant, she was carrying a little person inside of her. It should be beautiful, it should be a blessing, a real marvelous thing, but she just continued to cry in sorrow, fear, desperation.

The back of her head hit the wall as her sobs became harder, wracking through her body. She didn't want to be a mom, she was content with herself and her new lover. They were just beginning their relationship and she didn't want to scare him off so quickly…. But what else could she do?

Sara didn't realize how long she cried for but when her bottom turned numb, head hurt, and her voice was hoarse she stood up on shaky legs and made it to the phone. She dialed his number and waited hoping he would answer.

"Sara?" He spoke, lots of people were heard around him, he must still be at work.

Could she tell him? Would he accept her and the baby still? Was this going to strengthen their relationship? There was only one way to find out.

"Hank, I'm pregnant."

OH MY!! This is just the prologue but still, I hope it was juicy for you guys! Oh do not worry, this WILL be a Grissom/Sara love fest. You guys want to share your day with me so much but there is only one way to do it. You press the 'Leave Review' button. Only then can I listen to your day.