Do not own CSI or any of the characters
Do not own CSI or any of the characters.
This story is about how Sara gives birth to a stillborn baby and how she and Grissom deal with the loss. Not set at a particular time.
Stillborn
"Sara, I need you to push for me okay, you are almost there!"
Sara nodded her head at this; it was twelve thirty in the afternoon on a hot Nevada summer day. Sara was in the middle of giving birth to her second child. Abbey her first was 20 months now and would be two in November.
She squeezed Grissom's hand as she leaned forward and pushed. "Here comes the baby's head!" spoke out the doctor who was delivering the baby. Sara gripped Grissom's hand harder at this. They were finally having their baby. Prior to this pregnancy Sara had had two miscarriages.
"He's as a lot of hair," noted the doctor grinning up towards Sara and Grissom. The smile then all the sudden was gone and was place with a horror struck look.
Sara who had sensed that something was wrong called out, "What's wrong?" The doctor did not answer Sara but instead turned to the nurse. The nurse came up behind the doctor to see what the matter was. Sara watched as the nurse bit down one her lip and exchanged looks with the doctor. "What's wrong?" asked Sara again, this time there was a tone of panic and fear in her voice. The doctor this time looked up at Sara not with the grin he was wearing earlier but a serious stone cold face, "Sara I need you to push, we need to get this baby out!" He looked like he was going to say more but didn't. Sara didn't like the sound of this. She nervously glanced up at Grissom who was also looked scared. Grissom gave Sara's hand a squeeze, letting her know he was here with her.
With one final push the baby was out. But instead of hearing the baby cry there was nothing. The doctor did not hold up the baby saying it was a boy, like what had been done with Abbey. Instead the doctor cut the umbilical cord himself and rushed the baby over to a table in the corner. The doctor's back was to them, so they could not see what he and the nurse were doing but they knew it wasn't good. Sara and Grissom had caught a glance of the baby as the doctor had stood up, it was blue and lifeless.
It was only five minutes later when the doctor turned back to them with a bundle in his arms. Those five minutes had felt like hours, waiting on the news of their little one. Sara felt Grissom stiffen as the doctor approached them. The doctor had tears in his eyes; this is when Sara knew it wasn't good. "I am so sorry," spoke the doctor handing out the bundle to them. Sara took the bundle of blankets in her arms and appeared down at the little face. If Sara hadn't no better, she would had thought that the baby was asleep he looked so peaceful. Tears rolled down Sara cheeks and on to the baby's blue face. The baby eyes were closed and attached to them were thick long eyelashes. There was a thick crop of dark brown hair on his crown. "What happened?" asked Grissom turning away from Sara and the baby and looking up at the doctor, his voice cracking.
"Nuchal cord," answered the doctor. "The umbilical cord was wrapped around the baby's neck." Grissom had trouble swallowing at these words; his little boy had been strangled to death. Then he asked that one word question that all parents ask, "Why?"
The doctor didn't know how to answer this question; he wasn't even sure himself why. "We are not sure, sometimes when the baby is moving down the birth cannel the umbilical cord makes a loop and the baby's head goes through it. There are many other possibilities on why this happened," explained the doctor.
Grissom nodded at this and turned back to Sara. The doctor apologized once again and left them to be.
Once the door was shut, Sara looked up at Grissom, her drown eyes filled with tears, "Why us?" she asked.
"I don't know," respond Grissom wrapping an arm around Sara's shoulder. Sara buried her face in his chest with the baby still in her arms.
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