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Chapter 4:

When Sara woke up the next morning, the spot in bed next to her was already cold. It felt as though he hadn't even slept next to her, although she knew differently. He had fallen asleep spooned behind her after their lovemaking.

She stretched slowly and yawned, it was only 5.30 in the morning, but sleep wouldn't come to her anymore. She decided to get up, take a long relaxing shower and then take Hank for a long walk.

Hank seemed to be very happy to be outside again and ran across the park, wagging his tail. He found a stick and brought it to Sara to throw for him. Sara grinned, it had been a while since she spent this much time with Hank. By the time the sun started to warm up everything around her, and Hank had his tongue hanging near his feet it was time to head home.

Upon arrival Sara noticed Grissom's car in the driveway. She unhooked Hank's leash, "go look who's home boy," she said to him as she watched the dog hurry to the front door.

She opened it for him and hung the leash on the small hook in the hallway, took off her coat and made her way to the living room, from which she heard excited noises of a dog and its owner.

When Grissom saw her enter the living room he smiled and got up to give her a tight hug. He wrapped his arms around her and rested his forehead against hers, before giving her a sweet kiss. "From now on it's just you and me babe," he whispered, "no more interruptions by my mother."

Sara smiled and kissed him again, "Good to know," she replied and cupped his cheek. "You look tired," she whispered, "can I get you some coffee, and breakfast maybe?" She asked.

Grissom nodded, "That would be great honey," he said and followed her to the kitchen, to help her. "You do the coffee, I'll do the pancakes."

Sara grabbed the coffee and put it in the coffee maker, adding the water to the reservoir. When the coffee was percolating she turned around to face Grissom's back as he was preparing pancake batter. "When do you think we could move to Rome?" She asked.

Grissom didn't turn around, but finished making the batter first. When that was done, he faced her. "It might take a couple of months," he said and looked apologetically. "I have so much left to do in Peru and I think you have some cases to finish up as well," he replied, always the rational thinker.

"What if I wanted to go with you to Peru after this weekend?" Sara asked, "I know Nick wouldn't mind taking Hank until we have a more permanent solution."

"Honey, I want to start a new life with you, in Europe. Peru is my chapter, I have to finish that first. Besides, you have to give Ecklie some time to interview and hire your replacement," he told her. "We've survived all this time apart already, what's another two or three months?"

Sara nodded warily, "I guess you're right," she said as she watched him start with the pancakes. "I just got excited, I can't wait to go to Rome with you," she whispered and wrapped her arms around him from behind.

Grissom finished baking the pancakes before he turned around, "You could start by looking for apartments for us to rent, see what kind of job you would want to do there," he suggested as he handed her a plate.

"That sounds nice," Sara admitted as she took the plate from him, sitting down at the breakfast bar. "You know, I guess I'm glad you're mother wishes something more conventional for us, because it feels good," she whispered, taking a bite.

With his mouth full Grissom nodded, "I think for the first time in my life I agree with her on doing something less unconventional," he agreed, "however, I still believe that what we have, or had, is a good thing. It worked for us."

"I'm not so sure Gil, I wanted it to work for us and I know it did for you, but…" Sara started, but didn't finish her sentence because of the lump in her throat.

"What is it honey?" Gil asked, suddenly a bit worried by her change of tone. "Is it something I said?"

Sara shook her head and took his hand, "It's just something for another time, let's… let's do something fun today," she suggested.

Grissom wasn't about to back down from it this easily, and while she was pouring them a cup of coffee he wondered what she could've been talking about. "Are you not happy anymore?" He asked, his voice unsteady.

"Gil…" Sara started as her eyes widened a bit, "Of course I'm happy. I love you," she whispered and placed her hand on his cheek. "I just feel that there's more to our marriage then there is at the moment. I mean… don't you think we should be taking care of something more than just a dog?"

"Well there's always the other pets," Grissom said with a smile, but then his face turned serious, "Are you suggesting what I think you're suggesting?" He asked.

Sara nodded a little bit, before looking up at him. "I didn't think I would ever want to, you know… start a family. I think I do though," she confessed and waited for his reaction. They had never really discussed having children before, and she wasn't sure what his opinion on the topic was. "It's fine if you don't…" she started, but before she could continue Grissom pushed his lips against hers.

Pulling back after kissing her, Grissom gave her a gentle smile, "Are you sure that's what you want, or is that what my mother wants?" He asked, which earned him an elbow to his side. "Okay okay," he chuckled, "how long have you been thinking about this?" He asked as he grabbed her hand.

"From the moment I said 'yes' to you," she whispered, "but I've always found your dreams more important," she admitted. "And I wasn't sure if you'd want to have kids, since we'd never really discussed."

"I don't think I wanted to have kids, what would I have to give?" Grissom pondered for a moment, "but now… I think you would make a great mom," he whispered and kissed her cheek. "If this is really what you want," he started, but Sara interrupted him.

"I do, but I need you to be a hundred percent sure as well," she told him, searching his eyes, finding nothing but love and commitment.

Grissom gave her a deep kiss and that was the end of the conversation. They agreed that once they were settled in Rome, they would start trying. Sara agreed to stop taking the pill, in order to monitor her periods more closely.

The rest of the weekend they spent talking about their likes and dislikes on children and how they would want to raise their child. They even agreed on a name for a boy and for a girl and Sara couldn't help but start browsing for baby furniture and close.

On Sunday evening, when it was time to leave for the airport, Grissom gave Sara the tightest hug. "I should be able to come down again in four weeks," he whispered as he nuzzled his face in her neck.

Sara pulled back a little, revealing the tears in her eyes. "I will count the days," she whispered before pulling him close again.

"Just a few more months sweetie," Grissom whispered back and kissed her deeply, before pulling away. "I'll call you once I arrive," he promised, and with that he walked out the door, leaving Sara alone for the next four weeks.

To be continued