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Fleeting Thoughts on Mothers' Day

Just a few little Moms' Day drabbles from Moochiecat (with the very last paragraph by Prairie). Rated "G."

Catherine Willows yawned, opened one eye to see her daughter, Lindsey, laughing and dangling the end of a ribbon from a "Happy Mothers' Day" balloon against Cat's nose. "Come on, Mom, wakie, wakie. Grandma and I are already drooling over having the Mom's Day buffet at the new Rampart."

Cat half snorted, half laughed and acquiesced. "Okay, okay. Get off me, Linds. Tell your Grandma I'll be ready in 10 minutes."

Lindsey smiled and leaned over her Mom. "Hey. Mom, don't forget that I love you, OK?" Then Linds bolted from the room. Cat shook her head, but had tears in her eyes.

Ray Langston spent Mothers' Day morning at his Church, helping out at the Mothers' Day Breakfast. It reminded him of all the times he'd helped out at similar Mothers' Day breakfasts in his childhood and teenage years. He could just hear his Mom saying, "Ray, get your lazy bones back here and get more flapjacks out front!" It made Ray feel like a little bit of his Mother was still with him. (Okay, an aside, I grew up with flapjacks, a term learned from my Texan-born Dad-the rest of you call them pancakes. And I spent many a Moms' Day morning serving them at our Church, LOL!)

Nick Stokes called his Mom for Mothers' Day. She, as always, asked if there was anyone he was dating. For the last two years, the answer had been, "No". Nick was beginning to understand Gil Grissom. And that scared the heck out of him. Everything seemed to be work, work, and only, work. After ending the call, Nick phoned Greg and Sara and asked if they might want to go see a movie and catch a simple, early dinner. Both were delighted to accept.

Greg Sanders called his Mom in Minnesota. She spent the entire phone call making him feel like he was "chopped liver." She ranted about how dangerous his job was, how the Lab had never compensated him for when he was blown up, and then when he was half-beaten to death. Then she moaned about the fact he wasn't married and there weren't any grandkids and when did he think that might change? And why couldn't he move home so he could be the support his parents needed? And for the first time in his life, Greg Sanders hung up on his Mom and in answer to the next call he received, agreed to see a movie with Sara and Nick and have a nice, simple, dinner with dear friends.

Sara had spoken with Gil the evening before. She wasn't a Mom, and though she and Gil were leaving it up to Providence, she didn't really think she'd ever be lucky enough to become pregnant. She and Gil had already agreed that neither of them were willing to go to the extremes. Gil didn't want Sara taking drugs that might result in a large multiple birth, as no one really seemed to have a grasp on what the long term effects of those drugs might be. So, they wouldn't do anything to not have children, but they weren't going to haunt fertility clinics either. It would be, or it would not be. And that was just fine with both of them. (And she was a "doggie Mom to Hank." That sort of counts, doesn't it, LOL!) After Nick's call, Sara looked forward to seeing a movie with her oldest friends, and having a nice (vegetarian) dinner with her friends. Then, she had a thought…

When Sara got through with her "thought," she, Nick, Greg, Ray, Cat; Lily; Linds; Vartaan; Jim Brass; Dave H; Wendy; SuperDave and wife; Doc Robbins and Judy; Henry; Bobby; Mandy, and what the heck, even Ecklie, were all seated in the VIP section of the new Rampart's finest restaurant. (Thanks, Cat!) They pretty much ate themselves silly at the Moms' Day Buffet. (Tons of vegetarian selections for Sara)! None of them missed seeing a movie. But, "A good time was had by all, LOL!"

Across the ocean, Gil Grissom sat alone in a rented flat gazing at a picture of Sara as stars twinkled outside. He rubbed the pad of his thumb over her face and sighed. Today had been Mothers' Day; he knew Sara often struggled with the day because of circumstances with her own mother. Then his thoughts strayed in another direction. He imagined Sara as a mother, holding their baby in her arms, her eyes soft and dreamy as she stared down at their little one. A sigh escaped his lips and he put the picture back in its place on his nightstand. How was she going to get pregnant if they had an ocean between them? Gil got to his feet and began packing his bags, determined that the next Mothers' Day would be different.

A Very Happy Mothers' Day to all the Moms on the CSI site!