A/N: I'm still without a beta reader but hopefully she'll be back soon. Once again I tried to catch my mistakes but forgive me if I failed to get all of them. Please remember to review. I love to hear what my readers think. Thanks for reading.

Chapter 10

Five Days Later

Sara arrived home to the scent of Grissom's mushroom omelets. They had established after several ill-fated attempts Sara was nauseated by the smell of pizza, coffee, and fruit of any kind. This aroma was extremely welcome.

"Hey," Sara called as she closed and locked the door. Bruno heard her voice and came running out of the bedroom. He sat by her feet and Sara patted his velvety head before going to the kitchen in search of Grissom.

He was, as she suspected, serving up the second of the two omelets he'd created for their breakfast that morning. "Good morning," he smiled and handed her a plate.

"It is now," she sighed and took a seat at their table.

"Busy night?" Grissom asked sitting across from her.

"Not at all," Sara answered taking a nibble of her breakfast. "I'm just so tired."

"You think you may be working too hard?" Grissom asked concerned.

"I have a doctor's appointment in two weeks," she answered. "I'll ask her about it."

"So you'll just spend the next two weeks being tired and possibly overdoing it at work?" he asked shaking his head in disapproval. "Why don't you call your doctor and ask about this?"

"I asked Catherine," Sara told him. "She said it is normal to feel this way."

"Catherine is not a doctor," Grissom stated the obvious. "Please at least ask Al."

"Gil, there is nothing to worry about," Sara said smiling at his worry for her and their child.

"There's only one problem with that idea, babe. No one but Catherine knows about the baby," Sara reminded him taking another small bite of her seemingly large breakfast.

"People are going to find out eventually, honey," Grissom said. "Now that you told me we should probably talk about how we are going to tell the others, especially our mothers."

"You mean your mother," Sara corrected. "If you remember I wrote to Laura when we got married and I never heard a thing from her. I can't handle that again with everything else going on right now."

"That is a choice only you can make," Grissom agreed taking a sip of his tea. "Still we need to tell my mother and everyone at the lab including…and I know you are going to hate…"

Sara nodded, already expecting his next words, "I'll tell the Undersheriff if you tell Ecklie," she suggested.

"I was thinking we could tell them both together," he said smiling. "But that was a good try."

Sara yawned and pushed her half eaten meal away, "I'm sorry, baby. Breakfast is delicious but…"

Grissom got out of his chair and went to Sara's die, "You are exhausted. To be with you, my dear," he proclaimed taking her hand and helping her out of the chair.

Sara let Grissom lead her to their bedroom and tuck her under the covers. He gently reached down and brushed a strand of hair out of her face, "Gil," Sara said softly. "Let's tell everyone when you come back to work next week. We can tell Ecklie after that, okay?"

"Okay," he replied. "You get some sleep. I love you."

Sara did not return Grissom's declaration. She was already sound asleep.

The next few days of Grissom's leave passed very similarly to that one. Grissom would fix a breakfast Sara could stomach and they would eat together before Sara succumbed to pregnancy induced slumber.

Soon it was time for Grissom to go back to work. Sara was nervous about what that meant. They agreed to arrive early and call a meeting of the graveyard CSIs including Dr. Robbins and Brass. Then they would break the news to everyone. After much debate the couple had agreed Grissom would be the one to make the announcement. He seemed excited about that prospect so Sara happily agreed to let him have the honor.

They usually rode in to work separately but that day they drove together. Sara sat beside Grissom nervously fidgeting with her wedding ring. "Honey, it will be okay. These people are our friends. They are going to be happy for us."

"I know," Sara replied. "I'm not worried about telling our friends. I'm nervous about telling Ecklie. But hey, a few days ago I would have told Ecklie ten times over just to avoid telling you and I did that right?"

"Right," he encouraged. "And it wasn't that hard once you got the words out, was it?"

"No," Sara smiled. "You took it much better than I thought you were going to take it."

"And so will Ecklie and everyone else," Grissom assured her. "Who couldn't be happy about a baby?"

Sara stopped playing with her ring at his words, "Are you?" she asked. "Happy about it I mean. You never said for sure."

Grissom thought a moment then nodded, "Yes. I am, honey. I'm surprised myself because this was not something I wanted but I am very happy about this baby."

Those words from Grissom made Sara's face light up with joy. "I'm glad," she admitted. "You are going to be a wonderful father. You already are in some ways."

Grissom's eyebrows knitted together. "How do you mean? You have all of the hard work at this phase."

"Well, you have been taking care of me for the last ten days, making sure I ate and slept, but more than that everyone in the lab looks up to you, especially the younger guys," Sara replied. "They idolize you, and whether you realize it or not you lead them by example every day. That is what a father does; well that's what he's supposed to do at any rate."

Grissom pulled their truck into his assigned parking space, "That's comforting to know," he said and slid out of the car going around to help Sara out of her seat and oversee her descent to the pavement.

Grissom took Sara's hand once she was safely out of the truck and standing next to him in the parking lot. She wiggled it slightly, "Gil, we usually don't hold hands at work. Ours bosses…"

"Ssh," he whispered. "We're not on duty yet. We are just two people going to talk with their friends and give them the news that we are going to start a family."

Sara squeezed his hand then, "Do you want to come back for our kits then or…"

"There isn't any evidence in the kits, the alarm is set," he replied. "I don't want work to ruin in this moment. I'll come back for the kits. Let's go."

Hand in hand the Grissoms entered the building and rode the elevator to the floor assigned to their unit. Although it was not necessary, Grissom held the elevator doors back until Sara cleared the threshold and held onto her hand as they made their way to the break room. As they passed the trace lab, Hodges poked his head out, "Welcome back, Boss," he greeted in typical brown nose manner.

"Good evening David," Grissom replied offering the younger man a smile that nearly caused him to fall over backward in surprise. "Could you please spread the word on the floor that I want to see everyone from graveyard in the break room in 15 minutes? That included the corner's staff and the lab technicians."

"Sure thing, boss," Hodges replied. "Is someone in trouble?"

"I haven't been gone that long," Grissom answered. "You still know that if someone were in trouble I wouldn't let the entire lab know about it. I would appreciate it if you would do me the favor I asked of you quickly."

Again Hodges smiled broadly, bristling with pride in himself, "Right away, boss."

Exactly fifteen minutes later the entire night shift of CSI was gathered in the break room. Everyone was speculating and some even betting on what was going on and why Grissom had chosen Hodges of all people to carry the message. Catherine was certain she knew what her friends were about to reveal, but she sat quietly at the end of the table keeping her knowledge and her smile to herself.

Grissom and Sara walked into the room holding hands. It was public knowledge that they were married and had been for two years; in fact most of the people gathered in the room now were at their wedding ceremony or reception, still it was uncommon to see them displaying their affection for each other so openly at work.

"Good evening," Grissom began raising his voice slightly to be heard over the myriad of voices coursing through the small room. "Can I have everyone's attention for a few moments then I promise I'll let you all get back to working those double and triple shifts you are all so fond of."

A smattering of laughter was heard throughout the room. The comment had added to everyone's curiosity, Grissom was not known for his comedic talent. Still he had everyone's full attention. Sara squeezed his hand and smiled at him as he cleared his throat and began to deliver their news, "First of all, I'd like to thank all of you for all of the time you put in while I was on leave. That is one of the things that makes this lab as successful as it is, we all take care of each other and do our best to help one another out when it's needed. Still, while you all deserve the commendation that is not why I asked you all to be here tonight. The reason I called this meeting is because Sara and I have an announcement to make and we'd like everyone here to be the first to know that we are going to have a baby. Sara is three months pregnant."

There was silence followed by applause, laughter, shouts of joy and surprise and a few mutterings of "Pay up." Grissom's eyes searched the crowd and found Brass and Doc Robbins standing together both men smiling their approval and nodding their encouragement. Catherine dashed forward and hugged Sara tightly while Greg, Nick and Warrick lined up for their turn to offer congratulations to the mother to be.

Brass worked his way around the crowd and stepped next to Grissom. With a large smile on his face he clapped his friend on the shoulder, "Way to go! It's a great feeling isn't it?"

"I don't know Jim, it's a new feeling…I…" Grissom struggled to find the right words.

Sara smiled and accepted Brass' hug, "Forgive him, Jim. He's reached his eloquence quota for the month."

Grissom laughed at Sara's playful banter and continued to shake hands with his friends and co-workers as they offered their congratulations to the growing family. Doc Robbins was the last to approach the couple. He leaned forward and took Sara into a warm hug, "You take it easy and come see me if you aren't feeling well during your shift, all right? I may be a pathologist but I was a doctor first."

"Oh, she'll take it easy," Grissom clarified. "Thanks you Al for your concern and for everything else."

Sara wasn't sure what Grissom meant by that comment but Dr. Robbins seemed to know. She tucked her curiosity away for the future and turned to embrace Grissom, "That was easy enough," she sighed as he rubbed her back gently.

"Sure it was," he replied. "And tomorrow morning will go just as easily, you'll see. Now I have to go hand out assignments. We have crimes to solve."