Grissom rested his chin on Sara's shoulder as he held her close from behind, arms around her waist, resting on her bump, as they gazed down at their two children. Sara leaned her head back so that it was resting on his. He smiled and murmured to her.

"You know, we really are lucky that our 2 beautiful daughters sleep at the same time." Sara smiled gently. "We're also lucky to have 2 beautiful daughters, a third child on the way and to have each other."

"I know." Sara whispered back. "Now, why don't we take advantage of the fact that they sleep at the same time and we can go to sleep as well." He smiled and released her except her hand which he used to lead her to their bedroom.

Sara changed and slipped into bed as Grissom went to go grab a quick drink from the kitchen. He entered the room and saw her laying in the bed, eyes closed a light smile on her face, he was blown away by the image and smiled.

A pang came to him as he realised just how much he would lose if anything happened to her to make him lose her. He stayed smiling leaning against the door-frame for a few minutes longer before changing and slipping quietly into the bed.

Sara turned around and faced him. "You're still awake." He stated.

"Yeah, I wanted to ask you something."

Grissom took hold of her hand and kissed it before simply holding it, waiting for her to continue.

"Why did you come home early?" Grissom became slightly apprehensive but knew that Sara needed an answer even though he didn't wish to talk about it yet.

"I told you Catherine sent me home."

"Well then why did Catherine have to send you home? And don't just tell me so that you didn't hurt Ecklie."

"Catherine felt I needed to come home." Sara simply looked at him in the dim light coming through the window curtains. Even though he couldn't clearly see her due to the lack of light he still knew what expression she had on her face.

He finally fully opened up about it.

"She knew I needed to come home and see you. I wouldn't have left work, but I wouldn't have worked well, I would've spent the whole time worrying about you."

"Gil, we've been over this, you'll be home in a week anyway, this might not be the way we want it but I'll be fine."

"I know you would be if circumstances weren't like this."

"Circumstances? What circumstances?"

"Ecklie" Grissom almost spat the word out.

Sara took a deep breath and replied calmly, keeping her voice calm despite the anger and slight fear running through her.

"Gil, Ecklie has always been there, he has always been the same, we know he won't change, he can't do anything to us anymore. He can't hurt me anymore, I've got you now. He wouldn't try to hurt he anymore."

"He is." Grissom replied quietly, more speaking to himself than Sara, he felt her hand grip his tighter.

"What do you mean?"

"He isn't going to manage anything anyway, I won't let him hurt you."

Sara looked at him in the darkness, her eyes pleading, he saw this despite the lack of light.

"Gil, I still want to know. I still need to know. Please tell me what you mean and what he's planning."

Grissom slowly revealed the incidents since he had arrived at work and met Catherine and what had happened to Catherine before the shift. Sara lay there silently taking it all in. After he stopped she still said nothing for a while. "Thank you." She murmured quietly.

"I love you Sara." Grissom murmured back.

"I love you too." She replied, kissing him gently before rolling over to face the other way. After a moment Grissom felt her shoulders shaking and heard her muffled sobs, he reached an arm out and pulled her closer until they were laying spoon-fashion. He simply held her, one hand on the pillow stroking her hair, the other holding her close and resting on her stomach protectively.

He said nothing as he held her, she needed to let it out, he had earlier, for now she just needed his support, eventually she fell asleep from sheer exhaustion. She stirred restlessly in her sleep, occasionally murmuring things and tossing and turning. Grissom knew she was having nightmares about what had happened before and what could now happen in the future and held her close, providing what support he could.

He himself could not fall asleep and lay there all night, remembering his best times with her or her and their daughters, the realisation slowly dawning that he couldn't survive without her. He didn't believe Ecklie would actually kill her but his mind still raced, moving from pleasant memories to visions of searching weeks for Sara and then finding her body, different ways each time, each one worse than the last.