Chapter 1
I don't own anything
(My best friend Amber and I came up with this idea when we were driving to a Mexican restaurant last night. I hope you like it.)
Grissom's POV
I sit here at my desk finishing up some paperwork, so I can go home. I've pulled a double and I am extremely tired.
I have had a lot on my mind and can't seem to concentrate on my work. I glance over at the picture on my desk of my lovely family, my gorgeous wife Sara and beautiful 3 year old daughter Alexis. A smile comes across my face. They are my whole life.
Where would they be without me? Where would I be without them? I think to myself.
Life before my family was becoming very lonesome. I would go home every night to an empty house. I used to dream of what it would be like to be a father, to have a family.
Mine and Sara's relationship evolved into more than just friends after we went out to dinner a few times. I saw a different side of here I've never seen before, that's when I fell in love. Sara was never one to just open up to people, but when she was with me she was like an open book because she knew I was interested.
When Sara and I officially started dating it wasn't long before I realized this was the woman I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. So four years ago I asked her to marry me. She happily agreed. We were married just two months later. Our life was wonderful.
We found out Sara was pregnant six months after we were married. I've always dreamt of being a father but when I found out it was going to happen I was terrified, I wasn't sure if I could do it, if I could be a good father.
Sara had a lot of trouble carrying our daughter. She started having major contractions at five months, so we went to the OBGYN to figure out what was going on. The doctor's told us that Sara's uterus was very weak, and they were afraid that it wasn't going to be able to handle an enlarging fetus, so they placed her on bed-rest.
Sara's uterus finally gave out when she was only seven months pregnant. The doctor's sent her to a specialty hospital in Reno to deliver. Seeing that Reno was six hours away, the hospital called in a helicopter to take us there. As we rode there in the helicopter Sara looked over at me and asked "Gil, is our baby going to be ok?" as a tear ran down her cheek. I wanted to tell her yes, I wanted to tell her everything was going to be ok, but I couldn't because at this point I didn't know. "I sure hope so." I told trying to give her at least a little comfort.
We arrived at Reno's regional medical center, a few minutes later. It wasn't long after that they began to prep Sara for an emergency c-section. I wasn't allowed to go back there since it was an emergency. An hour or so later I began to get very worried. Just about the time I went to find answers to what was happening I was met by the doctor in the hallway. "Mr. Grissom we are sorry that it has taken so long, but we had to go ahead and give your wife a partial hysterectomy." Why? I asked. He told me that her uterus began to set up infection, so they had to remove it. He then showed me to the NICU, where my daughter was. My one pound twelve ounce baby's foot was the length of my pinky. She was so tiny, but still so beautiful. She was in an incubator to help her breath, I just wanted to get her out and hold her, but I couldn't.
Sara woke up twenty minutes after I came into her room. She told me she was fine but she was in a little bit of pain. "How's our baby?" she asked me. Before I could answer her question the doctor came and told us the baby was doing better than expected.
Sara and I lived in a hotel in Reno for a month, until we got to take our daughter home. After lots of tests we finally got to take our little Alexis home.
Now my daughters three and as I sit there watching her play with her dolls and watching my wife read a book it makes me think, what will become of them if something happens to me?
My Alexis, at three, was beginning to show signs of a high IQ, she can state the alphabet front and backwards without missing a letter or even to stop and think. She can tell her address if asked. She even asked me to teach her to read and we have been practicing every night. Sara says when she starts school we should have her IQ checked. Every time my Alexis smiles at me I see the reflection of my child hood. How I lost my father when I was nine, how my mother lost her hearing when I was twelve. How I never really had anything. Some how I hope my daughter has a better childhood than me. I'm going to try my best to make sure she does.
I still can't believe I have cancer. sigh
………….TBC…………….. PLEASE REVIEW tell me if you think I should continue with chapter 2 or leave it.