Okay, this is the last chapter in this multiple year saga. There will not be another one no matter how much anyone grovels.

I need to give a major huge shout out to my girl Jersey. She's been the moral support through this as I struggled with this story. You rock Jord. So, I hope it's the happy ending you were all looking for. Cause it only took over 2 years to wrap this damn thing up.

What Goes Around

Sara and Catherine rode in the ambulance with Grissom. He remained unconscious the entire trip. As usual they were stopped when they tried to follow him into the trauma unit. Catherine and a nurse remained with Sara in an attempt to keep her emotions in check. They both feared that she would stress herself into premature labor.

The nurse went to check on the progress of Grissom to put Sara's mind at ease. She returned with the attending physician.

"Hello Sara." He kneeled in front of the distressed woman. "I'm Doctor Greene. I've evaluated Mister Grissom's injuries. His left hand is fractured in multiple places, several of his ribs are cracked and bruised, and he's got a nasty concussion. Overall he'll be just fine."

His tone of voice was soothing, and Sara calmed instantly. "Thank you." The doctor smiled at her before returning to his patient.

Catherine rubbed Sara's back. "See, Gil's going to be fine." They sat in the small quiet room for several minutes before Catherine broke the silence. "Have you two picked out any names?"

Sara shook her head. "We've thrown a few around."

The room fell back into silence until Brass arrived with Nick, Greg, and Warrick. Being in the room full of friends eased Sara's discomfort even further. They flipped through magazines and talked quietly amongst themselves.

About an hour later the nurse entered. "Okay, mister Grissom is being taken to a room right now. All I can tell you is that it's on the fourth floor. Go to the nurses' desk there and they will be able to direct you to his room.

The group stood and headed towards the elevators. The life came to a stop and dinged, indicating they were at the correct floor. Sara was the first one off, followed by Catherine. They quickly found the desk and were informed of the room number.

Sara once again led the way as she slowly opened the door. Grissom's face was bruised and he had several bandages on the left side of his head. His broken hand was set temporarily so he couldn't move it. He didn't have a shirt on to allow room for the wrap they had his torso constricted in. Sara figured it was for his injured ribs. She pulled the cushiony chair up close to his bed.

His right hand was covered in tape holding the IV tubes still, but Sara still found room to gently caress his skin. Catherine sat in the other chair while the guys remained standing.

All of their eyes spoke loud and clear about their feeling towards the situation. While they were going over their friends' body for further injuries, they heard Grissom sigh.

"Hey baby." Sara spoke softly.

Grissom's eyes fluttered and opened slightly. He was still in a daze and turned his head slightly to see Sara. "Sar."

She reached up and stroked his hair. "Shhh, just rest." Grissom closed his eyes and they all watched his heart rate even out indicating he was asleep again.

After watching him for thirty minutes, the guys left. Catherine remained with Sara. She was hoping to encourage her to go home with her to sleep but Sara could read her thoughts.

"I'm not leaving him."

"Didn't figure." She stood. "If they bring in a bed will you at least sleep in it?" Sara looked to the other woman. Catherine smiled and left to speak with the nurses.

While Catherine was gone Sara stood and placed several soft kisses to Grissom's battered face. "I love you. I always will." She whispered to him.

By the time Grissom was released from the hospital and he returned home, the glass had been replaced and everything picked up. He and Sara went through their home looking at anything that seemed out of place. When they entered the nursery, they noticed the crib was completely assembled.

Grissom found a small note attached to the crib and opened it. He read it out loud. "Gil and Sara, thought we would help out since neither of you in your conditions should be doing much work. Take note, next week is your baby shower so when we all show up at noon, don't say I didn't warn you. Catherine."

The next week came and went as did the others. Sara was weeks from her due date as Grissom returned to the hospital for follow up x-rays of his hand. It was no longer hard casted, but in a soft cast so he could move his fingers but not his entire hand.

While they were waiting to visit with the doctor he kept noticing Sara shift in her chair. "Are you okay?"

She'd smile. "Yup." And reposition herself. He looked at her in a peculiar manner when the door opened and Dr. Greene entered.

"Okay Gil, your hand looks like it's healing very well. You'll have several of the pins removed in a few weeks, but some are going to be left in." He opened a folder. "How's the head?"

"Owwww!" Sara doubled over and both men were at her side.

"Honey what's wrong?" Grissom grabbed her hand with his good one and looked at her swollen belly.

Dr. Greene picked up her wrist and began taking her pulse. He then felt her stomach around the baby. "Sara, you're going into labor."

Grissom looked up wide eyed as Sara suddenly fought off another contraction. The doctor went to get help while Grissom stayed with her. "Just breathe." He exhaled and inhaled slowly. "Breathe."

"I am breathing!" Sara huffed out.

Grissom was shocked at her outburst but then blew it off due to her current condition. She gritted her teeth as yet another contraction hit her.

Dr. Greene returned with several nurses and a wheelchair for Sara. They helped move her and the nurses followed by Grissom rushed her up to the maternity ward. They had her changed into a gown, in a bed, and hooked up to multiple monitors in record time as the contractions continued to intensify.

Grissom was standing next to her bed holding her hand when Dr. Warren entered. "Well I see you didn't want to stick to your due date." She sat on a stool between Sara's propped up legs and lifted the sheet covering her. She exchanged words with several of the nurses. "Okay, Sara are you ready?"

She shook her head. "It hurts." Sweat covered her brow and poured down her face.

"I know, but it's too late for an epidural. On your next contraction, I want you to push."

Sara squeezed Grissom's hand and he kissed it. "I'm right here for you."

She sucked in a deep breath, held it and pushed. Between the huffing and puffing, and screaming, Sara managed to deliver their baby in a few minutes.

"It's a girl." Dr. Warren held up the baby girl and placed her on the small blanket placed over Sara's torso.

Grissom had tears in his eyes at the sight of his infant. The cries echoed in the room while the nurses cleaned her off. Sara was crying and was anxious to cradle her baby girl.

They hovered around their baby protectively until she had to leave with the nurses. Grissom followed his daughter, hovering over her like a hawk. The nurses took all of her measurements, printed her tiny hands and feeet, and bundled her back up. Grissom then returned with her to Sara.

By now Sara was resting comfortably in the bed when he entered. She smiled brightly at the sight of her baby cradled in his arms.

He passed her to Sara before sitting on the edge of the bed. "A boy huh?"

Sara laughed. "I'm glad she's a girl. But don't worry Daddy, we'll leave things the way they are."

Grissom couldn't agree more as he was content to sit and watch Sara care for their newborn. Their lives were going to become a whole new kind of complicated.

Ta-Da!!!!

Okay it's all over. Let's all say it together…awwwww.

That's enough. Okay, so now this one is over, I want to thank those who have reviewed, and encourage everyone to go read some of my other fics. I have a WIP now, and a few being written and may get posted soon.

TDCSI