Last ever… to tie up all the loose ends, not that there are any… but because I wanted an Epilogue of extra's… so to speak. I know what I mean. You'll get it I hope. Have fun :)
Sara slipped out of bed as she heard Callie's gently crying from the other room, as slowly and quietly as possible, so as not to wake Grissom sleeping less than a foot away from her. She padded softly into Callie's room and leant on the edge of the cot, her dark hair hanging in front of her face. A gentle smile crossed her lips and she reached a hand down to Callie, feeling the six-month-old girl grip her fingers tightly in her own.
'Hey Call' She whispered, lifting her up, the dark hair on the baby's head soft against the palm of her hand. Callie blinked her blue eyes and smiled at her mother. Sara felt a rush of emotions run through her as she felt the familiar sensation of Callie latching on. She walked quietly through and watched Grissom sleep, heard the familiar rise of his breathing. Callie yawned widely and closed her eyes, rolling over in Sara's arms. She heard Callie's breathing alter as she too drifted into sleep. Sara stood for a while, watching Grissom and Callie sleep, before padding softly back into Callie's room and laying her back in her cot.
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Grissom loved watching Sara sleep. Loved watching the steady rise and fall of her chest as her breathing slowed during that sleeping period. He shifted Callie in his arms and let her drink from the bottle he'd just warmed. Being a father was hard, but he'd gotten used to it now. And he loved it. Callie smiled up at her father and Grissom tried to imagine what was going through her mind. Grissom loved watching Callie sleep too, loved imagining what she was dreaming about, what made her smile in those dreams. Until he'd met Sara, indeed, until Callie was born, he hadn't known he could feel this way about somebody. He loved Sara with all his heart, and he loved their daughter. The genes that collided inside his wife had combined to make a whole new human being. A new life. One of nature's greatest miracles. Not that Grissom believed in miracles.
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Sara stood with Grissom's hand clasped loosely in her own, watching Callie-Rose sleep, watching the miniature human being, perfect in every way, roll over and yawn. Grissom pulled Sara to him, letting her fall back against him, her head resting gently on his chest. They both still couldn't believe that Callie-Rose was their daughter. Couldn't believe that despite living in sin-city, for now, it was calm. Grissom noticed Sara was crying.
'Hey, what's wrong?' She smiled.
'It's stupid… but I just think… We live in Las Vegas. Sin City. Whatever you want to call it. What if something happens to us… what if Callie ends up alone like I was? What if…?'
'Life is built on what ifs.'
'Answer me Griss… I'm scared…'
'You really think that Catherine, Nick, Greg, Sofia and Brass would let Callie be on her own? I don't. Heck no. They would take Callie in with no problem… she's already part of the family.' Sara smiled.
'That's why I said it was stupid.' Grissom hugged her close. 'Sara… don't think about the what ifs, think about now. Callie needs us now. We can't afford to be scared for things that might never happen.' Sara smiled.
'I know.' She kissed him gently.
The End. For good this time. It was just rattling about in my brain so I thought why not. Thank you for all the reviews I've got on this story, I never thought it would go this far. I love everyone that reviewed this from the very beginning.