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Do not own John Steinbeck's book The Pearl. So please do not sue!

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Again this is a sequel to One Last Kiss and suggest you read that first.

Recovery- Alone

Grissom did not run after Sara after she left in standing there but he should of. Instead he went back in the diner and took Lady Heather home. Grissom then headed back to the lab and started to work on the Bill Hayden case. He was soon joined by Catherine and Nick.

Neither of them talking about what had happened earlier. They remained professional.

Grissom knew he should call Sara and try to talk to her but he figured she would not answer anyways. She just needed to cool off a bit, he thought. So he threw himself into the Bill Hayden case.

Grissom was sitting at his desk going over the DNA results he had gotten off the wine glasses from the crime scene. He looked up and stared over at the clock on the wall. It read 7:30. It had been almost seven hours since Sara had left him at the diner. He should be heading home now. With that he tucked the DNA results into the folder and stood up. It was time to go home.

Grissom pulled up to the house and turned off the engine but did not make a move to get out. He looked over at the two storied home. No lights appeared to be on. "Maybe she's asleep!" thought Grissom to himself as he stepped slowly out of the SUV.

Grissom walked up the front porch and opened the front door. He stepped into hallway shutting the door behind him. He then noticed that the kitchen light was on. Grissom took a deep breath and started to walk towards the light.

Grissom appeared in the kitchen and there sitting there was Sara. She was at the kitchen table, Bruno at her feet reading one of her parenting books. She did not notice Grissom enter.

"Sara," whispered Grissom softly taking a step towards her. Sara glanced over her shoulder at him. Her eyes were as dark as coal.

"Sara," he repeated again, he didn't know what to say. Sara blinked at him and turned back to her book.

Grissom took another step towards her and placed a hand on her shoulder. Sara flinched at this and looked up at him. "What?" she spatted at him. Her tone shook Grissom to the core.

Her nervously swallowed over the lump in his throat and spoke, "Can we talk?" his voice shaking.

"About what?" she asked closing her book and standing up, shaking off Grissom's hand. Sara walked over to the sink and began to wash her hands. Grissom stared in to Sara's back. He waited for her to turn around before speaking.

Sara turned off the water and reached out a grabbed a dish towel which was folded neatly on the counter. She turned towards Grissom as she dried her hands. The look in Sara's eyes burned into him. "About what?" she asked again.

"About earlier with Lady Heather at the diner…" began Grissom, his blue eyes staring into her dark ones. Sara wrinkled her nose at the name Lady Heather. "We were just having lunch that's all!" he went on taking a step towards her.

Sara pushed passed him and waddled out of the room. "Come Bruno," she called out.

The dog was at her heels immediately. Leaving Grissom standing in the kitchen alone.

"Sara," he called out after them as he stepped in to the darkened hallway.

"What Grissom?" cried Sara turning around to look at him. "This was bad," thought Grissom to himself. Sara only called him Grissom now when she was really mad at him. Over the years he had been come Gil or Gilbert.

"Talk to me!" he stated calmly. He wasn't going to raise his voice.

"About what?" she asked, her tone matched the angry look she had painted on her face.

"You know about WHAT Sara!" cried Grissom, curling his hand into a fist.

Sara just glared at him. "Sara, yell at me, scream at me, tell me I am a jerk! I deserve it!"

"You want me to tell you that you are a jerk, a lying cheating JERK, uh? So then what? How will that solve our problems Gil! So you can feel better or ME? Uh cause I think yelling at you will not change the fact that YOU HAD A SECRET LUNCH WITH YOUR EX LOVER!" screamed Sara, her voice ringing through the hallway.

"Heather, is just a friend, she always was!" stated Grissom plain fully.

"Oh yah right and I am a dog!" chuckled Sara sarcastically, rolling her eyes at the middle age man. "Grissom, you know perfectly well that Heather was more then just a friend to you! Just like Hank was more then a friend to me! Ok DON'T JUST STAND THERE AND THROW LIES IN MY FACE! You know I'm smarter then that!"

"I'm sorry," spoke Grissom softly, meaning every word of it.

"Ha, now you're sorry!" exclaimed Sara. "NOW YOU'RE SORRY! SEVEN HOUR AFTER THE FACT! INSTEAD OF RUNNING AFTER ME AND EXPLAINING YOUR SELF, YOU WENT BACK IN SIDE TO HER! WHERE WERE YOU THEN!" screamed Sara, her voice shaking with rage. She took a step closer to him and pointed a finger at his chest. "HUH GRISSOM, WHERE WERE YOU THEN!" Grissom noticed the tears in her eyes. "HUH?" she asked again, when he did not respond.

"I did run after you but you drove away," explained Grissom, looking down at his feet.

"So this is MY FAULT THEN!" shouted Sara, "HUH, YOU COULD HAVE PHONED!"

"I would have but I thought you needed time to cool off," mumbled Grissom still staring down at his feet, afraid to meet Sara's eyes.

"Well it didn't do me any good did it, huh? I am still as mad as HELL!" screamed Sara.

"MAYBE EVEN WORSE!"

"I'm sorry," spoke Grissom looking into Sara's eyes. Sara blinked at me and let of a sigh of disappointment.

"What Sara? What THE HELL DO YOU WANT FROM ME!" yelled Grissom, raising his voice at the pregnant woman. "I TOLD YOU I'M SORRY, WHAT MORE DO YOU WANT?"

"I DON'T KNOW!" cried back Sara. "I DON'T FUCKING KNOW!" she screamed, her voice cracking. She was crying observed Grissom.

Grissom took a step towards her and reached out and begin to caress her cheek.

"Sara," he began but was cut off.

"Please Gil," whispered Sara pulling away from him. "Please just go!"

Grissom was shocked at this. "Sara," he whispered reaching out and grabbing her hand, but she moved away before he could. "Please just leave!" cried Sara her voice full of emotion.

"Sara," spoke Grissom coming closer to Sara, who was by the front door now.

"No Gil," began Sara cutting him off. Sara turned her back towards him as she opened the door and held it open.

Grissom looked from Sara to the door and back. She wanted for him to leave, really?

"Leave," whispered Sara, her brown eyes staring into his.

"Sara," began Grissom taking a step towards her.

Sara closed her eyes and shook her head, "Please just go!" she whispered.

"Sara," whispered Grissom taking another step towards her. He wasn't giving up.

"JUST GO OK!" yelled Sara at him, her voice cracking. This time Grissom knew she meant it. She really did want him to leave.

They stood like that for a moment, looking into each other eyes neither of them speaking.

"Ok then," spoke Grissom softly still looking at Sara. "I will leave!" His voice was filled with emotion of hurt and sadness.

Grissom walked passed Sara, back into the cold night air but just before Sara shut the door, Grissom turned towards her and whispered, "I love you!" At that Grissom walked down the steps to his car.

Sara watched him leave, tearing steaming down her face. A part of her wanted to run after him but instead she stayed glued to the floor.

Once Sara had heard the sound of the engine start and closed the door, she slide down it to the floor, and sobbed. Bruno was at her in a flash and began to lick away her salty tears. Sara sobbed into the dog's fur.

An hour later, Sara was stepping out of the shower and wrapping a towel around her enormous belly. Just as she began to walk towards the door, a pain crept through her belly. "Ouch," cried Sara stopping dead in her tracks and staring down at her stomach.

It felt like someone was squeezing down on her abdomen. Tears sprang to her eyes as the pain became harder.

Sara knew this time this pain was different from all the rest. She knew it wasn't Braxton hicks contractions, she knew this time they were real.

Sara was in labor and alone.

I know another cliffy, I'm evil!

What will happen to Sara and the babies? What about her and Grissom?

Got to read more to find out!

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