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


Recovery- Refusing

Once they arrived in room 223, Sara's assigned birthing room, Greg and Brass stepped out as the nurse helped Sara change into a hospital gown. Just as Sara slipped the hospital gown on something wet ran down her legs. It felt like she had just wet herself.

Sara looked down at her feet and up at the nurse. The nurse smiled at her, "Your water just broke!" Sara nodded at this and looked down at the puddle around her feet. The nurse led Sara to the bed and helped her in.

Soon later Greg and Brass appeared. "My water just broke!" spoke Sara.

"That's good right?" asked Greg coming closer to Sara's side.

"Yah, it means I am on my way," replied Sara. Just then the door opened and Dr. Carson entered. "Hi Sara," she spoke smiling over to the Brunette.

"Hi," greeted back Sara giving the doctor a shy smile back. Dr. Carson came over to the end of the bed and gave Sara's foot a squeeze. "So the nurse told me your water just broke and you have been contracting for at least an hour or so now. You are well on your way Sara," spoke the doctor.

Sara didn't smile at these words; this wasn't supposed to be happening. Grissom was supposed to be with her, it wasn't right. "Sara I am going have to check your cervix and see how far long you are," the doctor looked from Greg to Brass as she spoke, giving them a hint that they should leave the room.

Both Greg and Brass nodded and turned to Sara. "We'll be right back," spoke Greg turning to leave when Sara reached out and grabbed his hand.

"Please stay," she begged. The young CSI looked into the brunette's drown eyes which were shinning with tears and fear. "Please," she whispered again. Sara was scared as hell at having these babies and not having Grissom with her was just making it worse, she needed a friend. Greg looked unsteadily up at Brass then back at Sara and nodded. "Of course, Sara, I'm here for you!" he spoke smiling down at Sara and giving her hand a squeeze.

"I'll be out side," spoke Brass exciting the room. Brass stepped out into the hallway and started to look for a payphone. He might not be able to get in touch with Grissom but he was going to phone Catherine, Nick and Warrick. Sara needed all the support she could get if she was going to have these twins alone, thought Brass as he started to dial Warrick's number.

Back in the room, Sara had rested her head against the pillow and had placed her legs in the stirrups. Greg kept on holding Sara's hand as Dr. Carson began to look at Sara's cervix but kept his eyes on the ceiling, praying it would be over soon. A few moments passed before Dr. Carson stood up and Sara lowered her legs and sat up. "Well it seems you are four centimeters dilated Sara," spoke Dr. Carson jotting this down on Sara's chart.

"You will be here for a while, so just sit back and try to relax and I will be back in an hour or so to check up on you, ok!"

Sara watched the doctor leave before letting go of Greg's hand and turning on her side. She could feel another contraction coming on. Sara's legs curled up beneath her and she buried her face into the pillow, muffling her cry. Greg watched his friend curl up in pain. He didn't know how to help her, a part of him wanted to take her in his arms but his muscles resisted. Instead he turned to the door and stepped out.

In the hall, Greg was leaning against the wall and had his eyes closed when Brass approached him. "How's Sara?" he asked.

"She just finished getting checked out; she is dilated about four centimeters the doctor said. Whatever that means!" replied Greg rubbing his face.

Brass nodded at this, "I just called Warrick and Catherine and Nick. They are on their way. None of them have seen Grissom though."

"Well at least Sara won't be alone," replied Greg looking at the officer. Both men stared at each other, both knowing that Sara would rather have Grissom with her, then a whole crowd of people.

Soon they stepped back into the room and eyes fell onto the bed. Sara had her back turned to them and a soft moaning sound was coming from her. Greg walked over to her and placed a hand on her shoulder. Sara's body tensed up at his touch. "Sara, Brass got a hold of Catherine and the guys, they're on their way over now!" whispered Greg hoping this would cheer Sara up about. There was no response but a tiny moan. Greg let his hand linger on Sara's shoulder for a second more before dropping it to his side and looking over a Brass. Brass just shrugged. Both men exchanged a look and remained in silence listening to the sounds of Sara's muffled cries in pain.

Less then a half hour later Catherine and the guys arrived. "How is she?" they all asked at once as they appeared in the room. Both Catherine and Warrick were dressed up and Nick was in plain sweats and a t-shirt, his hair was sticking up an odd end.

"She's… she's um… four cm dilated and contracting every few minutes it seems," spoke Brass looking from the three worried CSI in front of him to the pregnant woman lying with her back to them on the bed.

"AWWWW," moaned out Sara, clenching her stomach and rolling on to her other side. All eyes turned towards her. "Oh my," whispered Catherine watching her friend in pain.

Nick began to walk over to the bed and kneeled down in front on her. "Sara baby," spoke Nick brushing the hair away from Sara's face. Sara's brown eyes opened up and focused on the Texan in front of her. Nick continued to stroke her hair until Sara drifted off to sleep. Nick then stood up and walked back to the group. "She doesn't seem herself," he spoke crossing his arms and looking back at Sara. "No she doesn't," replied back Catherine. "Has the doctor given her anything for the pain?" asked the strawberry blonde looking over at Brass. Brass just shook his head, "They offered her something but she refused." "Sara mentioned she wanted a natural birth," replied Greg. Everyone turned to him surprised. They all wondered how he knew this but didn't push it.

"As anyone talked to Grissom?" asked Warrick looking at his friend sleeping away.

"No," spoke Brass shaking his head.

"Why did he leave?" asked Nick sounding pissed off eyes still remaining on Sara.

"They got into a fight and Sara told him to leave," spoke Greg softly recalling what Sara had told him in the car.

"What was the fight about, did she say?" asked Warrick looking over at Greg.

"No," replied Greg shaking his head at the man.

"I probably have a good idea what it was about!" spoke Catherine crossing her arms over her chest.

"What?" asked Greg and Warrick together.

"Lady Heather," replied Nick angrily. Greg and Warrick both looked at the Texan shocked.

"She showed up at the crime scene," explained Nick stilling looking over at Sara. "Then she and Grissom ran off to a cheap dirty diner off the strip, me and Catherine followed them. They were all touching and such," went on Nick trying to keep his voice under control.

"It's true," nodded Catherine when Greg and Warrick looked at her in disbelief. "Then Nick called Sara, saying she needed to see this and she did show up. When that dominatrix kissed Grissom. Sara ran out of the diner, Grissom who saw her followed her but by the time he caught up to her, it was too late. She had gotten into taxi and drove off. We all returned back to work but didn't mention Lady Heather or Sara. Then Grissom left to go home," finished Catherine.

Greg and Warrick just remained silent and continued to stare at Catherine. "But he didn't really cheat on her…did he, Him and Lady Heather are just friends right?" asked Greg looking around the room.

"Who knows?" replied Catherine shrugging her shoulder at the young man.

Sara was soon awaked with another contraction; this one seemed to last forever. Sara scrunched up her face in pain, tears rolling down her cheeks. Catherine rushed over to Sara and tried to help her through it but Sara wouldn't have it. She just rolled over to her side, facing her back to them and sobbed into her pillow. She wanted Grissom. All five exchanged looks. They were all worried about their friend.

Soon Dr. Carson came back to check on Sara. Everyone waited outside in the hallway, well the doctor tried to get through to Sara.

"I'm going after him," spoke Nick, who was leaning against the wall, arms crossed.

"Going after who?" asked Catherine.

"Going after Grissom," spoke Nick uncrossing his arms and standing up. "I am going to find him, for Sara, for these babies!"

Everyone remained silent for a moment exchanging looks. "But where?" asked Greg, breaking the silence.

"I don't know," shrugged Nick, "But I have a pretty good idea to where I am going to start."

"I'll come with," offered Greg, he didn't want to leave Sara but standing around like this wasn't helping either.

Nick looked sternly at the young CSI before nodding. "We'll be back, Phone if anything happens!" explained Nick to the group.

Everyone nodded at this and watch the two men leave.

"You think they will be able to find him in time?" asked Catherine to Brass.

"Maybe," replied Brass.

Just then the door opened and Dr. Carson stepped out. "How is she?" asked Warrick immediately once he saw her.

Dr. Carson smiled at them before reply, "Sara is dilated about six centimeters now. She is emotionally stressed. She is scared. Which is normal since it's her first but also she is going through this alone which puts another notch on things. She needs all the support she can get right now. I believe only a few more hours to go!"

All three nodded at this and thanked the doctor before going back into the room.

Within the next three hours, Sara's contractions became more painful and closer together and there was still no sign of Grissom. Bullets of sweat ran down Sara's face as another contraction came over her. Warrick held her hand and ran a hand along her stomach; while Catherine gathered up Sara's hair into a bun. Once the contraction was over, Sara dropped Warrick's hand and curled up in a ball and sobbed. She wanted Grissom.

"Sara honey," began Warrick kneeing down beside her. "Please take a sip of water," he spoke holding out a glass of water to her lips. He didn't want her to be dehydrated. Sara's eyes remained shut as she shook her head. "Sara please," asked Warrick again.

"No," moaned out Sara, turning away from him. Warrick let out a sigh as he stood up and place the glass back on the night stand. He looked over at Catherine who was standing at the far side of the room. Their eyes locked for a moment before falling on their friend. Before they had gotten Brass's call they were on a date together. They had been checking out the new Italian place that had just opened up. Sara let out a painful sob as another contraction began.

This began to worry Catherine, Sara was getting closer to delivery and Grissom wasn't here yet. No one had heard from Nick or Greg yet either. Catherine let her mind wonder as she watched Sara toss in pain. Warrick tried to help her but she refused. She didn't want any of them. She only wanted Grissom.

Soon Dr. Carson stepped into the room. "Hi, Sara I am going to check you again to see how far along you are okay?" asked the doctor taking a seat at the front of Sara's bed.

Sara remained unresponsive to the doctor. She remained in a fetal position.

"Sara, Can you please open up for me?" asked the doctor kindly placing a hand on Sara's ankle. Sara filched at this and kicked the doctor's hand away.

"Sara, I need if you are ready to deliver," spoke the doctor calmly. "Please."

"No," protested Sara, shaking her head. "These babies are not going to be delivered or anything until Gil gets here. He's suppose to be here!" she cried. Sara curled her body up into a fetal position, her knees at her chest and her face buried into the pillow.

Dr. Carson stepped away from Sara and turned towards Brass, Warrick and Catherine who were standing in the room. "By the right of her contractions now she could be at 7 or 8 centimeters but I will not now for sure until she lets me check her. I will back soon to try again, if one of you could talk to her….that could help," spoke Dr. Carson at the threesome. They all nodded at this and watch the doctor leave.

"So what are we suppose to do?" asked Warrick looking from Catherine to Brass. "She won't let anyone touch her."

"We have to try," spoke Brass looking over to were the brunette quietly sobbed. He had never seen Sara like this. She was usually so strong and brave and now she was a mess.

Brass slowly walked over to Sara and placed a hand on her shoulder. Sara flinched at this but did not look up. Her eyes were squeezed shut tears drizzling down her slightly pink cheeks. Brass slowly bent down to face her ignoring the sound of his knees cracking. "Sara," spoke Brass so softly only Sara could here him. There was no response, Sara continue to cry. Brass wanting to connect to Sara tried thinking up the name he had heard Grissom use once before. Brass took a beep breath, hoping this would work, "Sugar Pie."

A deep red flashed across Sara's pale cheeks and her eyes slowly opened. Her watery brown eyes stared up a Brass. Brass smiled down at the brunette, glad that it worked. "Hey," he began. "Honey can you do please let Dr. Carson take a look at you huh? She needs to check and see if the babies are alright. I know your scared but we are all here for you, me, Warrick, Greg, Cath and Nick. And I know that Gil wouldn't want you to be like this. Can you please sweetie just sit up for a second?" Brass stared down at the woman waiting for her answer. Sara slowly nodded at this. Brass whispered thank you and kissed her on the cheek before standing up. He then turned towards Warrick and Catherine and smiled. "She agreed!" he cried.

"Really?" asked Catherine.

Brass nodded and then exited the room looking for Dr. Carson.

A few minutes later Brass arrived back with Dr. Carson behind him. Dr. Carson smiled over at Sara, who was sitting up now. "Feeling better Sara?" asked Dr. Carson pulling on a pair of latex gloves and taking a seat at the foot of Sara's bed. Sara did not respond, she just stared blankly at the woman. All three looked away as Dr. Carson rolled up the blanket covering Sara's legs and inserted her fingers into her.

Once she was done, she pulled off the latex gloves and stood up. "So how far is she?" asked Catherine looking at the doctor. "Sara is about 8 and a half centimeters dilated, so almost there!" she spoke smiling to Sara, who had turned back on her side. "I will be back in a few to check on you again. It shouldn't be long now!" With that Dr. Carson stepped out of the room.

A few minutes later, Sara was tossing and turning in her bed, drenched in sweat, moaning out in pain. She was in her longest and strongest contraction yet. Sara's feet kicked off the blanket to reveal a blood stained sheet. "Oh my!" cried out Catherine as she saw the sheet. "Get the doctor!"

Dr. Carson ran into the room and over to Sara. Dr. Carson pressed her hands against Sara's belly. "The babies are coming!" she spoke looking down at Sara and over to Brass, Warrick and Catherine, who were huddled around the bed.

"Did you hear that Sara that the babies are coming! Your going to be a mommy!" spoke Warrick smiling down at Sara. Sara shook her head violently at this. "NO!" she moaned in between breathes. "They can wait!" With that Sara rolled on to her side and brought her legs up to her chest and hugged herself.

"Sara it is too late now, they are coming! I need you to push!" spoke Dr. Carson taking a seat at the foot of Sara's bed. "Sara you need to push!"

Sara eyes squeezed shut at the pain and shook her head. "No!" she cried refusing!


I know, I know another cliffhanger but I couldn't help myself!

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