Second part of "What Friends Are For." I did not intend on any more parts, though with how it ended there might be complaints haha. I'd still like to hear comments. Do not own CSI.
By the way, totally made up the place where Gil is right now. I was sick of assuming Peru…
"What Friends Are For"
The key turned in the lock and with a slight push the door was open. Sara wandered into the living room and dropped her coat and purse on the table. With a look around she nodded her head. It was true-since Hank was traveling with Gil the house was completely empty. Maybe I can get a gerbil or a fish. No, no, focus. There might be something bigger coming...
For 10 minutes Sara sat on the couch contemplating what to do. All the signs were there. She was very likely pregnant. What do I do? He's not here to help me. After gnawing on her bottom lip she decided to talk it out-to no one in particular. "One of three things. I can go to the pharmacy and buy some tests. I can call up my doctor and schedule an appointment. Or I can call Gil."
She huffed in frustration. "Why does this have to be so difficult? I want him here for this. He deserves to know what's going on, but I don't think I can wait for him to get here before knowing something."
With her mind in a jumble, she made her way to the kitchen. She pulled open the refrigerator door and peered down. She couldn't decide between a key lime yogurt or some strawberries-Focus! Stop avoiding the situation. You need to make up your mind!
"That's it. I'm calling him."
Her cell phone was clenched in her hand. Sweaty fingers made holding the phone harder. After a deep breath she dialed.
"Hey!"
"H-hi."
"What's wrong?"
Damn him. "Why must you always assume the worst?"
"It's in my nature, dear. I was a CSI."
She couldn't help but chuckle. "Very true." She didn't know how to drop this on him without it being like a punch to the stomach.
"Honey, what is it?" His voice was full of concern.
"I might be pregnant." There. She said it. As to be expected the other end of the phone was silent. Only the sound of his breathing could be heard. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to blurt it out. I planned to start off with a normal conversation and ease into it. But then again, there's no easy way to say something like this over the phone-"
"Sara?"
She was almost afraid to ask. "Yeah?" Her voice cracked.
"Why is it that you always over talk around me?"
She laughed. All she could do was laugh. She was laughing hysterically, uncontrollably. She hadn't had a good laugh like this in years. The wind was completely knocked out of her. She had to cover her mouth to get her to stop. With her hand on her stomach she regained composure.
"I could be pregnant and you're cracking jokes? What happened to Mr. Serious? Always calm, cool, and collected?"
"I'm all of the above!" He piped in.
"Ugh you know what I mean. This is serious! This could be our future that we're talking about!"
"I know that, Sara. I'm sorry. You took me by surprise. Really caught me off guard actually...I had to take a sec to register what you said."
She waited for him to go on. "So...you've been feeling sick? Did you take a test? See your doctor?"
"You didn't miss anything."
She could see the puzzled and bewildered expression on his face. "I contemplated all of the above and you were the first action I took." She breathed in and fought back some unexpected tears. "I didn't know what to do. I was, well still am, in shock. I didn't even consider this until Nick-"
"Nick knew before you did."
Though he couldn't see she nodded her head and then perceived to tell the whole story. Starting with the few days prior.
"I'm not going to go all overly concerned parent on you but you could've called me to tell me you were sick. I could've taken care of you."
"You're in Rome."
"Actually I'm a lot closer than Rome."
Sara whirled around. Not knowing if he was joking, she darted her head in every room. "And how close are you to our house?"
The doorbell rang. She nearly dropped her phone in the process of opening the door. The tears were falling. "Who told you?"
He enveloped her in a hug and pressed a kiss to her head. "Coincidentally a little birdie told me you weren't feeling well when I had already landed here."
"What?" Sara gasped. It was then she looked down to see two paws on her leg. "Hank! Hi, sweetie! Mommy missed you!" She grinned and patted the dog on his head.
"I wanted to surprise you with an early visit. Surprise!"
She kissed him on the lips. "You've made this so much better. Now I don't have to wait an extra 13 hours for you to get here. And I have my doggy back."
He smiled and led her to the couch. He took her hand in his. "We'll get through this. I promise. We just need to take it one step at a time."
Hank licked his mommy's hand in assurance.