The Meaning of Christmas
Summery: Sara never really knew the meaning of Christmas but as she watched Greg's proud face looking down on their new life she could understand that Christmas had nothing to do with material items but the gifts life could bring to you. She first met Greg on Christmas, was married to him years later on Christmas, and now she brought little Danika into the world on Christmas.
Disclaimer: The only things I own are baby Sanders, Susan, Sadie, and the dogs Tiny and Ishmael.
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"Greg!" Sara screamed form outside the house. "Greg..."
"Yeah babe" Greg said coming outside the apartment.
"Look Greg there cold and all alone." Sara said holding a huge puppy in her hands.
"Sara! Those things could be sick. You don't want to be getting sick with the due date so close."
"What happened to Christmas sprit? Look their for free, please." Sara did her best pout and held the dog close.
Greg let out a sigh, "Oh alright, but we're not keeping them, understood?"
"Yes father." Sara mumbled before looking at Greg who began to walk in to apartment. "Greg I can't take both of these dogs, grab the other one."
"Yes mother" Greg said passing her and grabbing the puppy out of the box. "That's get you and these mutts inside."
"Gosh Greg take a chill pill, and don't tell me their not adorable."
"This baby's making you a softy."
"Thank you" Sara said sarcastically before entering the apartment.
"I think I'll call you Tiny and you Ishmael." Sara said hour's later petting her new found "pets".
"Sara you can't name them, once you name them you can't get rid of them" Greg said coming into the living room with a cup of hot chocolate.
"But their so…o cute Greg." Sara grabbed the bigger one "Look at 'em, Greg their so…o Adorable, look this one, Tiny, has your eyes."
"Man Sara you're making this really hard." Greg said giving her the mug. "Sara seriously the baby's two weeks away and you're asking for two over sized pups too."
"Yup" Sara took a sip of her hot chocolate. "Come on Greg this could be good for us and little Allison."
"We'll see how they do for the night okay." Greg said giving in. He had to admit they were pretty cute and the littler one did have amazing greenish brown eyes.
"Okay. I love you Greg."
"I love you too, Sara"
Surprisingly the dogs did well that night. Greg got up early expecting the apartment to be a mess, but found it the way they left it that night. He made a cup of coffee and turned on the news channel.
Well we have some heavy storms blowing in tonight. It looks like its going to be a white Christmas for San Francisco and surrounding areas. Temperatures will be way below freezing. So bundle up this Christmas holiday and break out the sleds cause it is going to snow.
"You're kidding me snow" Sara said startling Greg for his trance.
"Seems so babe." Greg chuckled a bit.
"What?" Sara said sitting down next to him.
"Remember that time in collage when we got stuck in that snow storm."
"Do I? It was the night Jason and Isaac were conceived."
"Yeah and you were whining about me checking into that motel on Main."
"Hello ewe"
"I personally loved it." Greg said before giving her a quick peck on the lips.
"Well yeah I guess it turned out alright. You know Jason and Isaac wouldn't have even existed if it weren't for the snow seeping through everything except our underwear."
"Yeah no joke. I'm just glad we planned Danica here." Greg replied. Sara ignored the name.
"I miss him still Greg, something about the accident still doesn't seem right to me."
"I know, and in good time we'll find out if your right."
"You believe me?"
"Sara, I love you and I support you, and if you think Jason's somewhere out there then yes, I do trust that your intuition is right and something went wrong."
"God I love you Gregory. I don't know where I'd be with out you." Sara said hugging him to the best of her ability.
Greg simply smiled before getting up to make them both breakfast. He pondered on his growing family. Isaac, the dogs, Tiny and Ishmael, Sara, and the new baby. He hoped Sara was right about Jason, but he didn't get his hopes to high up. If Jason were alive though it would mean he'd have his son back. .
But who cared, fact was Sara was his wife and he loved her. Gil Grissom was a whole state over and probably had no clue where he and Sara were and that was good enough for him.
He had a family that he was responsible for and he'd protect them to the death. What he didn't know was that he'd really have to prove that in the near future.
