A/N: Welcome to SPAM 2. The Sequel to SPAM… obviously. Hope you enjoy!
Teaser
"I'm sleeping." Sara murmured trying to roll away from the soft lips that were pressing against her shoulder over and over again,
"You have to eat something." A gentle voice whispered in her ear and she felt hands lip around her waist to rest on her belly. "I bet she's hungry." He kissed her neck where it met her shoulder.
"She's sleeping." Sara told her husband. He rubbed the swell of her abdomen in slow circles. After a few minutes she gave in trying to ignore him and opened her eyes. "What time is it?"
"Ten."
"You're home late." She rolled onto her back to see him better.
"I had a meeting." He leaned over and kissed her. "She's kicking you." He informed her smiling.
"She's kicking you. You woke her up." Sara complained.
"I guess it's time to get up then." Grissom said with a smile. Sara groaned. "Hey now, what happened to the wife that I used to have to beg to get some sleep?"
"She got pregnant." Grissom smiled.
"Come on. I'll make you anything you want." Sara sat up.
"Mmm an omelet with cheese, mushrooms, and peppers. Oh, and chocolate milk...with a straw."
"Of course. We can't forget the straw." Grissom said helping her to her feet.