A/N: the site for Sara's dress is on my profile.
The Child's Eyes 9?
Rating: possible R
Disclaimer: I only own Katie and Susan.
Summary: Sara has a secret; will she be able to tell the one man she loves about the child he didn't know he had? Sandle and a little Grillows
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Sitting in a chair, that's what Greg had been doing for the last half hour. The Sidle women, somehow just couldn't stop primping. He frowned thinking of that, Sidle women, if only they could be Sanders women. But he guessed that was a shot after last night;
Moving closer to the blonde, she whispered in his ear. "I'm gonna see my daddy."
Greg's eyes grew wide as he murmured. "Y…your what?"
"Mommy say we gonna see daddy."
Apparently he wasn't the only one who had a little fun with Sara before she left, he thought angrily. But he couldn't figure out who it was.
"Were ready." Sara yelled from behind the bathroom door, breaking the young man from his daze.
"Oka…" Greg's voice was cut short as both Sara and her little girl exited the bathroom.
Katie looked unquestionably adorable in her deep lavender sun dress. Her mocha curls pulled back into half ponytail that hung just above the giant lilac bow that held her dress together. Her black dress shoes securely strapped to her feet.
Sara, on the other hand looked positively smashing in her deep maroon halter gown. The smooth silk hugged her in the right places and flared around her ankles, slightly tickling the tops of her feet. Intricate bead work around the neck of the dress shimmered in the faint light of the room, complementing the light touch of makeup on her porcelain features.
"Wow." Was all he could muster, looking both girls up and down; making him forget what he was thinking just moments before. "You two look absolutely gorgeous."
"Thank you." Sara blushed, coming to stand in front of him. Straightening his tie, she gazed into his eyes. "You ready?"
Trying to calm his rapidly beating heart, he nodded. "Yeah." Breaking from the intense connection, Greg turned to the little girl. "You ready Katie-bear?"
Katie stopped spinning the flare of her dress and nodded, her eyes bright with excitement.
"Okay, let's go."
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Soft music filtered through the church's sound system as the double doors opened.
Gil Grissom turned, watching as Katie-who was surprisingly more confident-stepped forward, throwing flowers to the ground with gleeful excitement, before coming sit at her spot in the first pew.
He let a smile slip seeing Greg and Sara start there walk down the aisle. They make a cute couple he thought, watching as they separated, allowing Nick and his soon-to-be stepdaughter come in to view. Coming to stand on either side of Gil they waited.
Finally, after a few seconds, the double doors opened once again, revealing an angel in white chiffon.
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"Thank you so much for coming." Greg heard once again turning his gaze to the dance floor.
It had been an hour or two since the ceremony and Mr. and Mrs. Grissom had yet to finish there rounds.
Coming back to reality, he caught sight of Katie-who at that moment was in Nick's arms. Looking between the two something caught his eye, making his heart skip a few beats.
Hastily moving from his seat, Greg exited the reception hall; shaking his head, he let out a sigh.
"Hey." Sara exclaimed, causing him to jump. He turned around, "I was just coming to get you. Do you wanna dance?"
Clearing his throat, the young man nodded. "Uh…sure."
Moving back into the hall, they made there way to the dance floor. Coming together, they began to sway to soft music.
However the thoughts running through Greg's mind couldn't stop him from asking. "So, are you gonna tell him?"
Pulling back, Sara stuttered. "Pardon me?"
"Nick." He started, anger rising through his voice. "You gonna tell him?"
Shaking her head, she questioned. "About?"
"About Katie." Pulling from the embrace, Greg's voice got tighter. "I mean it's obvious, he's her father."
Astonished and wide-eyed, she screeched, alerting some of the room to their argument. "What?"
"Come on, don't tell me I'm not the only one you had a 'little fun' with before you left."
Anger pulled from the brunette as she slapped Greg across the face. "Are you kidding me? The only person that has touched me in the last five years has been you."
Gently rubbing the growing crimson mark on his cheek, it finally hit him. "Katie's mine?" Seeing Sara's nod, made his heart rate increase; before he abruptly turned, leaving Sara and the entire reception hall in silence.
Watching him walk away, brought tears to Sara's eyes. "God, no." She whispered, putting a hand to her head. Turning around she stopped short, seeing the whole room gazing her way.
Sometime during the fight, everyone in the room had turned, listening to words that blasted from both of their mouths.
Shaking her head, the brunette quickly made move from the room.
Catherine-who of course saw the whole seen unfold- followed her. Finding her, head down, in the bathroom, the blonde moved closer. "Sara? Are you okay?"
Turning around, she wiped the tears from her eyes. "Oh I'm just peachy Cath." Shaking her head, she cleared her throat. "I'm sorry if I ruined your reception. I didn't mean for it to come out like this."
A short silence followed before Catherine asked. "So…Greg is Katie's father?"
"Yeah." Sniffling, she nodded. "You were right. About before. I just don't know what I would of done if he had a girlfriend."
"Sara, the only girlfriend he would ever have would be you."
A snort pulled through Sara's lips as she shook her head. "Yeah right."
Shaking her head, the new Mrs. Grissom firmly started. "From the minute you stepped through those double doors of the crime lab Greg has been smitten with you. What would make you think differently?"
"I don't know." Rubbing the pain from her forehead, Sara let out a light chuckle. "I guess I've become more irrational since Katie was born."
"That can happen." The blonde laughed, "I was that way after Lindsay was born too. Hey…why don't we go back out there, finish the party, and let Greg let off some steam. I mean the boy just found out he's a father."
"Yeah, okay."
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The bright lights and water of the fountains continued there choreographed movement as Greg continued to pace.
He couldn't believe it. Katie is his. His beautiful angel of a daughter.
Not just his though. His and Sara's.
Sara and he have a daughter; he just couldn't get his mind around it.
Sara, the woman he's loved since she walked into his life, is the mother of his child.
Their child.
He felt like passing out.
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Shifting a sleeping Katie higher on her hip, Sara pulled out her keys, finding the one Greg had given her, to his house; she slipped it through the hole before pushing the door open.
Moving tiredly through the house, she reached her room. Sliding in, she hurried to the bed.
Gently laying her little girl down, she let out a sigh, kissing the child on her cheek. "Goodnight baby, I love you."
She redressed her daughter in her pajamas before slipping out of her own dress. After brushing her teeth, she slid in next to her little girl.
Pulling the cocoa locks from Katie's face, she pressed a tender kiss to her cheek. "Everything will be okay. I know it."
Gazing at her a few seconds longer, she laid down, immediately drifting off.
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Sara's eyes popped open, a few hours later, feeling an unknown presence. Looking around the room, she stopped, seeing a figure in a chair beside the bed. "Greg?"
"Hey." He whispered, lifting his gaze from their daughter. "I'm sorry if I woke you I didn't mean to."
"No." She shook her head before nodding to door. "Why don't we go into the other room?"
Nodding, he turned to his little girl, placing a light kiss to her temple before following Sara out of the room. "Look, before you say anything, I wanted to say that I'm sorry for what I said earlier. I just lost my mind… thinking of you with someone else."
Turning to the younger man, Sara once again shook her head. "Thank you, but I should be the one apologizing. I never meant to keep her from you as long as I have."
Raising an eye, he questioned. "Why did you?"
Tears clouded her eyes, making her gaze drop. "I don't know. I guess I just thought that you wouldn't want her. That you wouldn't want me."
"Are you kidding?" He boasted astonishingly, pulling her into an embrace. "Anyone who wouldn't want you would have to be blind."
Pulling back, she blushed, a faint smirk registering on her face. "Thanks." Gazing into his eyes, she caressed his bruised cheek. "I'm sorry about this."
"Hey, I deserved it. I was a prick."
A chuckle pulled from her lips as she shook her head. "No, I was stupid." Dropping her gaze, silence held a moment before she asked. "You know that I love you…" Moving her eyes back to his, she finished. "Right?"
Shaking his head, Greg laughed humorously. "No…but, I love you too. Both of you."
Biting her lip to keep from screaming in joy, Sara lunged forward, wrapping her arms tightly around him. Pulling back, she met his gaze; her heart pounding wildly as she purred "Kiss me."
The sweet love in her eyes brought him to his knees as he leaned forward, his lips pressing against hers. Her arms wrapped around him as she deepened his kiss.
Feeling the contact awakened the fire and passion that lay dormant for the last four years.
Pulling back, Sara tried desperately to grab oxygen, her chest heaving in comply. Running a hand through his curly disheveled locks, she breathed. "Make love to me….please?"
Leaning forward, he captured her lips once more before pulling back, grabbing her hand and leading her to his room.
TBC…..R&R if you want more
