From the author: I couldn't believe my ears last night (Wed. 2/20). I find it so hard to believe that they broke them up. That is one part of the show that I will defiantly will NOT be following. All my stories will have Gil and Sara together. OK off my soapbox and on with the next chapter.

Chapter 2

Gil and Sara had found the perfect house. It had everything they needed - 5 bedrooms, 3 bathrooms, a 2 car garage and a swimming pool in a large back yard.

Two weeks after they moved into the new house Gil and Sara met with Miss Small, the lady in charge of foster care program.

"I'm glad that you are interested in our program," she said, pointing to two chairs, "The system has way more children then it does family's willing to take them in. You will need to complete this application (she hands Gil some papers), there will be a background check and your home will have to be inspected. If all these things pass you will be put on a list. May I ask what age you are looking for?"

Sara said, "Teens. Those are harder to place. That and with our ages, and jobs an infant or younger child is out of the question."

Then Sara added, "Of course with the exception of an emergency placement."

The lady nodded, "You are right, teens are harder to place."

"My wife is a CSI and I am a professor," Gil said, "We both work days but the child will be in school during the day."

"What about when school is out?" Miss Small asked.

Sara smiled, "We already have that taken care of. Our good friends, Mr. and Mrs. Frazier are already approved daycare providers. They also have been approved to (here Sara chuckled) 'baby sit' teens."

"I know the Frazier's well," Miss Small said, "And considering the line of work you are both in I see no reason for the background check not to come back clear. Fill out the paperwork and as soon as I get it back I'll set everything in motion."

Sara cleared her throat, she hesitated about telling her what she was about to but she was sure it would come out in the investigation.

"I was in the system," Sara said, "I went in when I was 10 and aged out."

"I see," Miss Small said.

"I hope this doesn't effect out chances of becoming foster parents," Gil said.

"Not at all. It sort of gives Mrs. Grissom a heads up as to what the children are like when they first come into a home. Some of them can be a handful."

Sara smiled, "I know. I was."

Gil and Sara stood and shook her hand.

"Will be looking forward to working with you," Gil said.

That evening Gil and Sara were sitting at the kitchen table filling out the forms.

"Good heavens," Gil said, "They want to know a lot."

Sara handed him her half of the paper work, there was a concerned look on her face.

"What is it?" Gil asked.

"There is a lot of the questions I just couldn't answer," she said, referring to the ones about her childhood.

Gil touched her hand, "They will understand."

Sara smiled, "I know. It's just that - that I wish I could."

Gil tenderly stroked her face. It was at times like this, even with all his education, that he just didn't know what to say.

Sara kissed his hand, "How about I work on dinner while you finish up?"

Gil nodded and went back to the papers while Sara fixed something to eat.

Later that evening while they were getting ready for bed Gil said, "How about we hire a private investigator to check into your background? Maybe find a missing relative or some other clue to your past?"

Sara walked to him and put her arms around his waist, "No. The past is just the past. It will not change who I am. Anyway, we need to save our money. Who knows what our foster child may need."

Gil smiled, "If your up to it I know what your husband needs."

"Now THAT is something I can say yes to," Sara said, sliding her hand down the front of his sleeping pants.

Gil captured her mouth, his kiss was soft, Gil could feel Sara's whole body tremble; his hand snaked its way into her soft curves easing her body closer, still deepening the kiss. Gently he lay her down.

Gil kissed his way down her chest, as he licked every inch of skin, he enjoyed the enticing sweetness of her warm body. He stopped at her enlarged nipples, Gil pulled on into his mouth, sucking and flicking it with his tongue.

His fingers dance around her bud. He brushed against the bud and she arched up, sounds of pleasure filling the room.

Sara was lost in the ecstasy as her womanhood throbbed with pleasure. Sara's body shuddered violently, Gil could feel Sara's hot juices covering his hand.

He moved atop her, sliding his throbbing manhood into Sara he could feel she was still trembling form her intense climax. Gil felt her wet and hot channel caress his manhood. His thrusts sent him over the edge, Gil released himself into a raging orgasm, his body contracting and pulsing with exquisite pleasure.

Gil's strength was drained, he clasped on top of her, their bodies wet with sweat seemed to melt together forming just one.

Gil eased himself from atop her, Sara nestled close to him, her head on his chest. Gil lay awake as Sara's breathing slowing became shallow and even, she had fallen asleep. It took him no time to join her.

Gil used his lunch break the next day to drop off the papers. He asked her to make sure that Miss Small received them, the secretary smiled politely as she assured him that they would be delivered.

The background investigation would take another week. Sara was cleaning up the breakfast dishes when she received the phone call.

"You both passed with flying colors," Miss Small said.

She then informed Sara that they would be mailed a list of classes that they would have to attend and when these classes were scheduled.

Sara flew upstairs, "We passed."

Gil wrapped her in his arms, "Was there any doubt?"

Sara said "No" but secretly she was concerned.

"We have to go back to school," Sara said smiling.

She then told him about the list of classes that they would have to take.

"Fantastic," Gil said. Then he smiled, "Can't wait to be around all those sexy young coeds."

Sara just shook her head, "Right."

Gil kissed her, "Maybe I should be concerned about some young stud trying to make out with my wife."

This made Sara laugh, "I'm sure we will be the oldest couple there."

Gil looked at her and winked, "So that means I have you all to myself."

"Get out of here you horny old man. I have to get ready for work,"

Sara said kissing him.

Gil smiled, kissed her and headed down the stairs.

Sara sat on the bed and breathed a sigh of relief, she had been afraid that they - she - would not be excepted because of her past, a past she wished she could forget. The she smiled.

"The past is the past," she said, "I have the future to look forward to."